Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1870-07-29

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advanced toward the doorway It was
the half muffls ed voices of men, whose pro-
fame utterances seemed to try and direct
one another toward the shelter:
".Here it is, Bob. l wonder if there's
anybody in it,
"Not tonight there won't be. Goright
in; we're comm"
Patrick was no fool, and he had heard
something in the tones rather than in the
words-though these words were mingled
with horrid profanity (which conveyed
to his mind the.impression thatithe new
comers were men with whom he did not
care to scrape acquaintance; neither did
he Like TO 60 out into the storm-and so
he glided back into the little '' lean-to
that formed the other part of the house,
and curled himself up against the logs.
Il In a. moment more he perceived that
three men had taken possession of his late
quarters; and he lay as still as a mouse,
while they continued discussion which
had evidently been interrupted by the
storm:
"He won't try to get over tonight, I
reckon"
tYes, he will he's gorto?" a." "'
: YBgtthe stormg1 GEN0kEf%
= sHs1l wait till that's over.'''~ -
"Maybe he's started"
eff he has, he'll turn back. We're safe
enough to bag him, an it's little the
best lay me ever had"
"Pretty good pot, that's fact. Do you
know how he's got it?"
.".In valise, Jim says" s-vr
,fWell, we can take itas well inIthat as
anything else, as the man said about his
whisky"
"But what'll we do with him"
"Dead men tell no tales" Z r.
eIhat's the safest I guess \ and they'll
lay it to some Of the strikers"
"Most likely; Have you got the dark
lantern ready?"
OF much oil in it."
"Let's fill it, then. Invent to get some,
and got into the boss's private Office, and
|, I just found one littleEcan hid away in his
desk. Not another thing worth bringing
away. Here tits; let's fill up, an take q
III Thus 1a~1a far P'atfick9 6ad listened with
breathless interest, while bis mind teemed
with horrid visions of robbery and MUIR
der. AS we have said, he was by no
means lacking in sharpness, and the ref
erenee tofthe valise had. not been by any
means reassuring.
"Howly Mother! how did they liver
know was comm over wild the port
manly? I'd like to know that. Begor-
rah, I'd betther have turned back before I
iver come! An what's dollar to pay for
being murdered?"
. Patrick's thoughts were troubling the
very soul within him, when he heard what
was said about the lantern, and it needed
no oneto tell him that his only safety from
discovery. was in retreat. There was
some little noise and loud talking in the
|Sotherroom,no not to speak of the rain on
theAroof fyands Patrick had no difficulty in
escaping sunheard. Once clear of the
house, he made afclean run of it for a
couple efshundred yards, stumbling over
logs, tearing through fbriers, but sticking
faithfully TO the valise.
J. Meantime thesthree robbers had proba-
bly, been filling the lamp of their dark
lantern ;9and just.as Patrick reached the
edgeSof thelwoods, insthe cover of whose
darkness ne knew he would be safe, he
ton Of the log house. AS he did so, a
faint gleam ofJight came ost through the
chinks and cranniese
"a
"Bad luck TO that same for sindin' me out
that |"
While Patrick had been speaking, the
light had gained somewhat in strength, as
he uttered his concluding exclamation,
there came a sudden, binding fash, equal
to many = lightnings, and then a
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mighty explosion, followed by the crash
the treetsps, near him, Abreaking their
way through the branches.
Patrick waited for no more, but found
the road as quickly as possible, and made
gdoublesquick time For the village, regard
less of the rain. When less than half an
hour afterward, the @breathless-s Irishman
with his precious burden, dripping with
water, opened the door of the superin-
tendents office in the village, he heard
that gentleman remark: 'lati s7fssI dIECV
"What did you say, Jordan ?"'a4a tiia
"Why," replied the boss, with an anx-
ious tone, some fool has broke my desk
open and stole a can of nitro -glycerine,
and I'm afraid mischief viii come of it,"
" I Divil IA fear,n9s interrupted Patrick ;
sorra mischief was done by that same.
Ownly well have to search the woods wild
dogs to foind enough of 'em for q dacent
wake, or Dim MISTAKEN"
The explanation which followed left
little room for doubt, and subsequent IN
svestigation left less; but, as Patrick had
surmised, there was very little occasion
for a wake. '"''
The contractor got. In all right, the men
were paid, Nthe road was built, and the
moral of my story is: "If you steal nitro
glycerine, don't fill lamps with it if you
mean to light them yourself."-Appseton' S
Journal
= HALF dozen potssef flowers from diff
ferent countries, and having the soil OF
the country from which they came, were
set before a professional Japanese horti-
eulturist for his examination, Then the
pots were removed, and samples of the
soil of eachand leaves froms each -shrdt
| brought in and arrsngedawith. the inten
ton Of deceiving him. The question was
then asked him." Which paper of sol
came from the pot where this leaf grew.
He looked closely at the leaf, and after
examining the papers of soil, picked out
! the right one, without single mistake.