Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1869-07-08

! Irish heart, and it happened so in this case
The woman arose, opened the door, gave the
fugitive food, and, having again received the assn.
rance that he would do her no harm, but, on the
contrary, protect her: and having seen him stretch
himself upon the floor before the remnant Of the
peat fire, she again sought the side Of her sleeping
children.
But even then she was not allowed to rest AT
| first her fears kept her awake. Then came anoth'
er loud rap for admission, aud both she and her
strange visitor arose.
us this part of your gang" she asked, in trem-
bling whispers
II call on Heaven to witness, he answered SOL
emnly, "that such was not the case. Ask them
what they want
She did so, and was told that they knew she had
money in the house, and were determined to have
it.
'Tell them," whispered the stranger, THAT You
have friend with you. and that it will be danger
Gus for them to enter.
II have friend here" she said, going close to
the door, "a man who will protect me, and you
had better not try to get in. y
II know BETTER" laughed female voice-that
of Bridget, the servant girl II know that there
is nobody there but the children"
"What shall I-shall do?'' asked the poor
woman, wringing their hands.
'Tell them," again said the stranger, that L
have pistols. and will shoot the first one that dares
to step within the door. God help me / would
not have blood upon my hands; but promised to
protect you with my life, and 1 will. Warn them
once more
| "Bridget," shouted Mrs. O'Brien, 'the friend l
have here has pistols, and will certainly kill you.
warn you to 60 away"
Again the bold, bad laugh of the servant girl
rang out, and her voice could be distinctly heard,
urging them on.
"It's only talking they are. Divila one is there
in the cabin but the children Break down the
door and be done with it. tell you there's NOR n
slOO hidden between the beds"
'Stand back" whispered the convict to his hos
tess; their blood be upon their own heads
| Scarcely had the words been uttered, before
heavy blows fell upon the hinges. The selfap-
pointed protector stood little one side calm and
firm. In either hand he held pistol, and his
manner showed that he was no stranger to their
use.
''Down with the door?" shouted Bridget, "or
else stand aside and give me the axe.
A shower of blows, and it fell The false ser
want girl entered, and fell dead with bullet burned
in her brain. The foremost of the men met the
same fate and the others fled. They had quite
enough of bloodshed.
To leave the helpless woman thus was not to be
thought of by the kind-hearted stranger; and,
though prison or transportation stared him in the
face, he comorted her as well as possible, straight
ened the corpses and then fastening to the near
est magistrate, told the story, not even denying
who and what he was.
The facts were too evident to even bear ques-
tioning; and, as reward for his bravery the con-
vict was pardoned- subsequently found to have
been convicted innocently-and when the husband
and father returned, was readily persuaded to emi
crate with the family to 'and Of the free and the
home of the brave"
Now, in one of the Western States, Terence O.
Brien has house by the side of beautiful river,
and not far from it is another, where the once fu
gitive convict has wife and children Of his own
to protect, and both families will give as an heir
loom their descendants the little but true story OF
| how pardOn was Won