Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1869-04-28
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"T will have two men here in fifteen
minutes at most. You know the penalty
of this nights work-ten years in pris-
on cell If you answer me truly, II let
you go your way. IF you thy to get away,
I'll fire, and I shall not miss, She paus-
ed minute, then went on : "Whereis the
man you waylaid 7" She never doubted
that he knew.
"Parsons got him." be said. in low,
hoarse voice.
"What do you mean Speak plain
III have no shamming.'
81 aia't shan,min." Parsons got
him"
| 'Who's the parson r.
"Parson's our cap"
"Where is he now ?"
| "I dun know"
"Wtere did he 50 ?"
"Said he was goin' . Caramo-e Z"
| She saw it all at fash. STE Bath 4
Westbury's store :"
"Yes"
"He did not know the road 2"
"No."
"He took him TO shov j: p
"Yes."
"Ars fhere any more ?''
stOne more"
sDid they take him on hoFaebaek r.
ssNe"
"HoW Y'
"In the buggy along the Parson z"
She felt sure he spoke the truth. "T
believe you," she said. "Pass out, un-
lock the door to the right, open it, go out"
She followed him out through the gate,
pistol in hand sect your horse" she
said.
She followed him up the road he
might find Driver He turned off into
the wood, brought out the horse, got up
and started west She heard him gallop
down the Packerton road till his horses
tramp died away. Then she got Driver
and rode away south. The Squire, and
Pont his servant, were riding north to
meet her. She waved them back, came
up and galloped past.
"To Caramore," she cried, "come on,
come on" She led the way They fol-
lowed. They swept away south through
the night.
I and the Parson turned into the Car
amore road and rolled IN north.
''If we're not there in half an hour"
he had said, 'I'Il put you out cf pain"
The mare was suffering severely now, |
had driven her twenty miles across
country, Hill and sand and mud. had
kept her we'll up to her speed every rod
of the way, and she had held out nobly.
1t went against me to keep her up, but
it was life or death to me, and we were
headed home The pace was plainly
much slower, though
"Whip her," he said. looked him in
the face 'Do you think I'm brute ~
He caught up the whip aud struck her
sharply. She leaped out wildly, and
went on faster, gasping at every breath.
turned upon him with set teeth. It
must come to that at last; it might as
we'll come now.
''If you strike her again." I said,
"I'll-" He struck her quick and sharp.
[ threw down the reins. "You may
drive yourself"
| He threw down the whip. His hand
leaped up to his breast. His face was
deadly white. A CLEAN Of devilish hate
glared out of his Keen gray eyes.
"Take them up" he said, through his
clenched teeth. He drew out his ha1d.
saw the bright steel glitter from tho
sheath.
| Then I leaped upon Elm, I grasped
the hand that held the knife, pressed the
head back with my left, with all my
might. I turned the point in toward him
and pricked it sharply into his breast.
| "Let go" [ cried, ''let go or I'll drive
it through 5ouw l dug my nails into
his hand. I tore the knife away, flung
it away, behind. Then we grapplea
close.
The mare swerved out one side the
wagon tipped ON stone. We rolled out
locked together, fell heavily on the
ground. He was underneath, [ upon
him. He was stunned one instant [
got my hand in his breast and drew his
pistol out. [ put the barrel close to his
face 'Yield, or fire !"
He was no coward at least. He glarcd
up at me fierce as tiger. "Shoot, and
-" he hissed
| l flung the pistol back. It strucE the
fence and went off | felt that could
kill him; but I wanted no towards ads
vantage. I ground his head into the
SAND | gripped my hand in his. collar,
and tore out the spotless shirt-front. I
wanted to soil, tear, smash, blackcn,
bruise, disfgure his fire, smooth dress,
his hateful, lying face, his glossy hair and
beard.
He twined his arms round my neck.
and choked me down. I got my hand
on bis face, and pressed it into the ground
till he lessened his hold. I struck at his
gHtteriug mouth he caught my hand in
his mouth and bit it through. [ clutch
ed my fingers in his silky beard, beat his
head on the ground with all my might,
tore and pounded him know not how
| heard the tramp of horse close BY
ielt myself grasped behind, lifted and
thrown down heavily. / was under now
and there were two of them! I heard
the rush of dozen tramping hoofs; saw