Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1862-02-21
ROCKVILLE, MARYLAND MORNING FEBRUARY a. 1862

| searched for the revolver the girl
had used, and fortunately found it, and
was happy to discover that but one load
had been shot out of it, which replaced,
and being thus reinforced l felt more
confident of victory.
But to overcome this gang seemed al
most hopeless, as their numbers might
be very large, aud l SO far from assis-
lance. But might not some providential
circumstance transpire to deliver me
from the hands of these desperadocs. l
was determined to do my best, and leave
the result in the hands of Him who d.
reefs the affairs Of men
A noise at the window drew my at
tention, and | caught the glimpse of a
mans head slowly rising above the sill
Taking deliberate aim, gave him the
contents of one barrel, and he descended
much quicker than he came up.
What would be the next feature of the
programme | could not imagine, but like
wild beast at bay, closely watched
every move, and had my ears open to
every sound But felt that something
decisive must be done, for day would
soon make its appearance, and then they
would have the advantage of me-
Again they were ascending the stairs,
| now determined TO put an end to the
contest, and if possible overcome them
and make them come to terms, or die in
the attempt.
| drew the bedstead around so as to
protect mo from their fire, and then sta
toned myself near the door, but beyond
their reach
Crash went an axe against the door,
and the splinters flew in every direction.
1t was but the work of moment to break
the door in, and when it fell from its
fastenings | sailed forth with revolver
in each hand. One man dropped before
me, another reeled and then fed precipi-
lately down stairs. A few shots were
returned, one Of which took effect in my
shoulder; as I felt the blood trickle down
my side, it only increased my despera-
ton | rushed after them firing when
ever | was sure my shot would be effec-
tual. When | reached the bar-room |
could see but one man, and as he fed
through the door gave him my last
shot. He fell, and begged me to spare
of the party. Thinking he was so Grip
pied he could not escape, | returned to
the house, and taking light. searched
it thoroughly, and could not find another
live man about it; | then assembled the
stairs and found the girl had somewhat
recovered We then set about dressing
our wounds, and were so absorbed in the
matter, that | did not notice a glazing
light which was breaking through the
door
The house is on fire, exclaimed the
girl springing to her feet
Taking her by the hand We rushed to
the stairway, but it was a continuous
sheet of fire. We then returned to the
window, and finding the ladder still there
by which the man had assembled, took
her in my arms and descended, thus eff
fecting our escape from another immi-
mont danger.
The man had set the house on FIRE, and
either persisted in the flames, or dragged
himself to some place of concealment.
Finding two horses in a small stable
close by we took possession of them, and
returned to little town on the Missis-
sippi river. The lovely girl and myself,
who met so strangely, never parted, but
remained one and the same until death.
Nor have we ever forgotten the RoBBrR's
RoosT, OR HANS LAST VICTIM.