Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1872-07-25

FAYETTEVILLE, e. TBNNESSEH:

arranging some papers for the mail
They heard the clatter of heavy
boots on the stairs, but supposed
it was some rough miner coming
up to subscribe for the paper, OF
perhaps, to see lawyer who oc
cupied a couple of rooms on the
same floor; for the building wa
only a two.story one, and the sec
ond floor was occupied exclusively
by them and an attorney-theil
rooms being separated from his BY
a narrow hallway that was reached
by the fight of stairs alluded to
| "Ah.ha! I've got ye, my young
impsI' exclaimed the desperate.
bursting in. - Vt ~ z
/ Haynes recognized him and
turned pale. Being at the coun
ter, which faced the door and ex
tended across the room, he was
naturally the first mark for VOLTS
vengeance.
'"Ye young dev.ls!" he hissed,
scowling like a madman, "Ye'lI
never write nor print nothin' more
bout mel" Here he fourished his
knife and revolver above his head
i"Pve got sure thing on both Of
ye!2 Saying this he looked about
him, with careful scrutiny, tc
see that there was no means of
escape for the quiet youth at the
table, who, of course, would not
dare to jump over the counter and
try to pass him, but would cover
down with fright in a corner and
take his turn at being killed; then
| he reached across the counter and
seized Haynes by the hair, which
was unfortunately very long.
Coiling the terrified young mans
locks around the great coarse fin
gers of the left hand, Wolf laid his
revolver upon the counter, without
the slightest apprehension that
his youthful adversary would
snatch it up and use it on him, as
he might have done had be pos
sessed the nerve, then flourished
his big cleaning knife deliberately,
with pure deyilishness prolonging
Haynes terror and pain.
"Now pray, you young up?" he
Missed. you've got a couple O.
seconds or SO left-juSt while I'm
Iclippin' yer ears off I'll take 'em
off first, clean ard smooth, then
Ill cut your throat an throw yer
carcass out O the winder. Dye
hear that?"
Such was VOLTS reliance on
the terror his name every where in
spired 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 thought of.
Had Darrell possessed no more
nerve than Haynes there can be
no doubt but that they would both
have been murdered then and
there in exact accordance with
VOLTS programme.
"Time?' he said, grinding his
teeth in an ecstacy of rage and
drawing Haynes white face closer
to his own repulsive countenance.
"TheY'rea waitip' to see yer car,
cass drop down into the street."
Here he 1ourished his knife and
selected his mark. Fright ear
first. Watch how clean an'rsmooth
I'lltakeitoff. | won't even touch
a hair l5.i.i 5vE Within
Haynes bawled for mercy. 80
--O-don't!" the poor fellow
,shrieked, trembling with terror.
go, don't, Mr.. Wolf! I didn't write
that, on my SOUL" and he whined
like schoolboy. .-,., 2 :. ~. . = (
"None O yer lyin'!" said Wolf
fiercely. "Yer both wrote it, darn
ye! an both Of yell pay for it"
Here he executed decided circles
with bis flashing knife, having ap-
parently prolonged the torture as
much as be desired. p" "Here goes;
look out as | count three!!" The
knife was ready to descend. Gone
two" ':aE ..ss& Ff..e
He stopped and started. He
had not observed the movements
of Darrell during the last few Sec
onds, and just as he was on the
point of clipping off Haynes ear
in the polished manner he had
descanted upon, he found the muz-
zle of rifle thrust almost into
his face.
1t was a loaded rifle which,
luckily, a friend OF Darrell's had
left in his keeping that very morn
ing willie be went out to make
some purchases. 1t had stood in
a corner of the room near his ta-
bic, and Darrell had seized, cooked
and leveled it with such dexter.
ity that he had Wolf cornered be-
fore his movements were observed;
and he stood motionless as statue