The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1869-10-22
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cesslble to q workman, whom Mr.. Ra.
BY, proud 40 he was, had publicly re-
cognized as his nephew2 This was not
10 be expected. But something was to
be expected, viz, that In few days the
doors would be closed with BCorn In
the face Of Frederick Coventry, the
miserable traitor, who had broken his
solemn pledge, and betrayed his bene-
factor TO those who had all but assasSi-
mated him, Little would be sure to
suspect him, and the prisoner, when he
came TO be EXAMINED, would furnish
some clue.
A cold Precipitation believed his very
back, when he recolleoted that the chief
constable would be present at Coles
examination, and supply the lin even
II there should be one missing. He had
serious thoughts OF leaving the country
at once.
Finding himself nobssrved, he walk.
ed ont OF the room, and paced up and
down the hall.
His thoughts now took a practical
form. He must bride the prisoner TO
hold his tongue.
But how ? and when2 and where?
After tonight there might DO no op.
portunity Of saying word to him.
While he was debating this In his
mind, Knight the butler crossed the
hall.
Coventry stopped him, and asked
where the prisoner was.
Where Squire told US to put him,
SIR
NO chance Of his escaplng-I hopeF
Not he, SIR
Ishould like to take look at him.
knight demurred. We'll, sir, you
see the orders are-but, OF course, Mas
ter won't mind you. I'll speak to
him.
mo, II Is not worth while. am only
anxious the villain should be secure
This Of course was feeler.
'Oh, there's no fear OF that. Why, he
is In the strong room. It's right above
yours. II you'll come with me, sir,
I'll show you the door, Coventry ac'
companied him, and Thomas Knight
showed him strong door, with two
enormous bolts outside, both shot.
Coventry felt despair, and affected
satisfaction.
Then, alter a pause. he said, but Is
the window equally secureT
Two iron bars, almost as thick as
these bolts: and II 1t stood open, what
could he do but break his neck, and
cheat the gallows7 He Is all right sir,
never you fear. We searched him,
from head 10 foot, and found no end
o. tools In his pockets. He Ia deep
'un. But we are Yorkshire too, as the
saying is. He goes 10 HIllsbro' towns
hall tomorrow; and glad to be shut on
him.
Coventry complimsnted him, and
agreed with him that escape WAS i'm
possible.
He then got a light, and went to hia
own bedroom, and sat down, cold at
heart. before the FIRE.
He sat In that state TIL two O'Clock
In the morning, distracling his brain
with schemes that were invented only
TO be dismissed as Idle.
AT last an idea came TO him. He
took his fishing rod, and put the thin.
ner points together, and laid them on
the bed. He then opened bis window
very cautiously. But as that made
some noise, he remained quiet for full
ten minutes. Then he got upon the
window-seat, and passed the fishing
rod out. After one or two attempts,
he struck the window above, with the
fine end.
Instantly he heard movement above,
and window cautiously opened.
He gave low HEMP
Who's that?' whispered the prisoner,
from above.
"A man who wants you 10 escape.'
NAY; but l have no TOOLS
What do you require2'
think could do summit with q
screw driver
'I'll send you one up
The next minnie couple Of small
Screw.drivers were passed up-part OF
the furniture OF his gun.
Cole worked hard, but silently, for
about an hour, and then he whispered
down that he should be able To get a
bar out. But how high was 1t from the
the groundf
About forty feet.'
Coventry actually heard tho man
groan at the intelligence.
Let yourself down on my window
sill. 1 can find you rope enough for
that
what, dye take me for a bird, that
can light OF a gateP'
But the sill is solid stone, and full
foot wide.'
Say ye SO, lad? Then luck Is on my
side. Send up rope.'
The rope was sent up, and presently
was fast 10 something above, and dan
gled down q little past the window sill.'
Pat out light on sill, whispered
the voice above.
Il will.'
Then there was long silence, dur
ing which Coventry's blood ran cold.
AS nothing further occurred, he whis.
pere, what Is the natter
my stomach fails me. Send me up q
drop OF brandy, will YET Eth, man, but
this is queer work.
4 can't get 1t up 10 you; You must
drink It here. Come-thinkl 1t will
be five years. penal servltude II you
DON'T
rs the rope long enough7'
'Plenty.for that an
Then there WAS another awful 81
lence.
By-and. by q mans legs came dang.
ling down, and Cole landed on the sill,
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swung down on the sill, and slid into
the room. perspirlng and white with
fear. I...I
Coventry gave him some brandy d.
rectly,-Cole's trembling hand sent II
flying down his throat, and the two
men stared at each other.
why, It Ia q gentleman2'
'Yes.'
And do you really mean to see me
clear?
Drink a little more brandy, and re-
cover yourself, and then I'll tell you.'
When the man was fortified and rea.
dy for fresh exertions, Coventry told
him he must try and slip out Of the
house at the front door: he would lend
him 4 feather and some oil to apply to
the bolts II necessary.
When the plan Of operation was set.
tied, Coventry asked him how long It
would take him TO get to Hillsborough.
I can run 1t in two hours.'
Then II give the alarm In an hour
and a half, It won't hurt
Give me that start and you may send
bloodhounds on my heels, they'll new
or catch me-
Now take of your Shoes
While he was taking them OF, Cole
eyed his unexpected friend very KEEN
~, and took stock off all his features.
When he was ready, Coventry opened
his door very carefully, and placed
light so as 70 be Of some use TO the fu>
glLive. Cole descended the stairs like