The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1872-08-23

cllppln your ears OH. LII take EN-
first clean an smooth; thon I'll cut
your throat an throw yer out of the
winder. Dye hear that ?"
Such was VOLTS reliance upon the
terror his name everywhere inspired
that he never dreamed of resistance
He simply intended to butcher the
two young men, and such thing as
an obstacle to his will was not TO be
be thought of. Had Darrell possessed
no more nerve than Haynes there
can bo ne doubt they would both have
been murdered then and there, in ex-
act accordance with VOLTS pro-
gramme.
.Timew he said, grinding his teeth
in an ecstasy of rage, and drawing
Haynes white face closer to his own
repulsive countenance. They're a
waitin' to see yer carcass drop down
into the street" Here he flourished
his knife and settled his mark. "The
right ear first Watch how clean
and smooth I'll take it off. l won't
even touch hair"
Haynes bawled for mercy. 900
don'tm the poor fellow shrieked trem-
bling with terror. "Oh don't, Mr..
Wolf l didn't write that, upon my
soul I" and he whined like a school
boy.
"None o. yer lyin'!' said Wolf.
ferociously. Ye both wrote it, d-n
ye; and yen both pay for it," Here
L lo.:l.1 ,,,:,L 4.
flashing knife, having apparently pro-
longed the torture rs much as he de-
sired. "Here goes; look out when /
count threep The knife was ready
TO descend. "One-two-."
He stopped and stared. He had
not observed the movements of Dar-
rell during the last few seconds, and
just as he was upon the point of clip
ping off Haynes ear in the polished
manner he had descanted upon, he
found the muzzle of rifle thrust al
most into his face.
Il was loaded rifle which, luckily,
a friend of Darrell's had left in his
keeping that very morning, while he
went out TO make purchases. II had
stood in a corner of the room near his
table, and Darrell had seized il cooked
it and leyeled it with such dexterity
that he had Wolf covered before he
had observed his movements; aud he
stood motionless as astatute-his cool
eve glancing over the sights, and .
steady finger on the trigger.
"You great bully" he said, drop
that knife instantly. Mind, / come
from a country where they shoot
squirrels only through the eye. l can
hit any hair of your big head that you
will mention. at hundred yards. -
The ruffian was fairly paralyzed. He
released his grip on poor Haynes, who
sank fainting upon the floor, and his
murderous knife fell on the counter.
So unexpected was this bold attitude
of Darrell that Wolf was more startled
than he would have been if q dozen OF
the toughest men of California had as
sailed him.
There stood the boyish editor, mo-
tionless as the wall, and the muzzle OF
the rifle did not move tho breadth OF
q hair Darrell held the despersdo's
life in his hands.
"You cowardly bullyr' he repeated
contemptuously. Don't you dare to
move; | can send bullet through
your eye-ball without touching the
white. Don't move an eighth Of an
inch or III do it, and throw your filthy
carcass out OF the window"
Wolf glanced At his revolver lying
upon the counter within two feet OF
his eyes, but he did not venture to
reach for it.
Dare to touch that revolver, or SO
much as to look at it again." said Oar.
rell, "and I'll make q red picture upon
the wall there behind you. You
clustering, Dragging knave! you are
a coward at heart-a despicaqle cur
You came came up here to murder
two boys, because you thought it an
easy task, and now you are pale and
trembling with fear. l would kill
you in your tracks, but that l DOM
want your dirty blood on my hands
Go now. Turn instantly. Leve your
knife and revolver where they are
I'll keep them. Go down TO your
friends on the street and tell them
that boy whipped you-disarmec
you, and then kicked you dowr
stairs. Do as l tell you. If you hes
itate you will never see the set"
Wolf, trembling from head to foot
glanced once more at his revolver
but did not dare to raise his hand
His face was pale and his lips wer'
dry.
"Do you hear me ?" demanded Oar
rell, sternly.
"Yes, yes, don't shoot" said Wolf
, turning about as commanded. III,
was thoroughly cowed.
"Do not turn you ugly face thi
way again." said Darrell, "or you will
pay for it with your life. Novel,
Tanner than whipped cur, the rui
fan walked toward the door, ant
Darrell, springing over the counter
) was at his heels in an instant.
t "Don't look back or | will kill you.
Meekly obeying the imperative OF
ders of the youth, Wolf moved slow
r ly out of the room into the corridor
"Be careful; don't-don't let tina
gun 90 off," Wolf stamrnered, as b
, reached the head of the stairs.
3 At this moment the clamors of tn
impatient crowd below arose wit
D terrible distinctness, and one shri
t voice was heard to say:
t "Hurry up, Wolf why don't yo
| throw them fellers out? 7"
r Exasperated beyond measure, b