Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1872-08-02

l. Na2 LA iAse. Soe ye, me- y0Ins
imp:sl" exclaimed the desperate, burst
ing in.
Haynes recognized him and turnet
pale. Being at the counter, which facet
the doorand extended across the room
he was naturally the first mark fo
VOLTS yengence. N@N
"Ye young rascals p he Kissed. scowl
ing like madman. q Ye'Ilneyer writ,
nor print nothin' more, bout me-" Her,
he fiourished his knife and Irevolvel
above his head. GIVE got sure thins
on both of ye ~ Saying this he looked
about him, with a careful Scrutiny, tc
see that there vlasano means of escape
for the quiet youth at the table, who, ol
course, would not dare to Jump over the
counter and try to pass him, but woulc
cover down 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
CoiIng the terrified young man.
locks around the great, coarse fingers Of
the left hand, Wolf laid the revolver up
on the counter, without the slightest
apprehension that his youthful adver.
sary would snatch it up and use it on
him, as he might have done had he
possessed the nerve, then fourishing his
big cleaning knife deliberately with
pure ndishness, prolonged Haynes
terror and pain. - y - 7@
:" " Now, pray, you. young un11n he hiss
ed. "Y ou. We got a couple 81 seconds
or so lett est while I'm aclippin, yer
ears off. I'll take 'em off first, clean
and smooth, then I'll cut yer throat an
throw yer out o the winder. Dye hear
that?"
Such was Volts reliance on the terror
his name everywhere inspired, that he
never dreamed of resistance. He SIM
ply intended to butcher the two young
men, and such thing as an obstacle to
his will was not to be thought.o of. Had
Darrell possessed no more nerve than
HAYNES there can be no doubt that
/ they would have been murdered then
and there in the exact accordanc with
VOLTS programme. o.. J
"Time!" he said, grinding his teeth in
an ecstacy of rage, and drawing Haynes
white face closer to his own repul-
sive countenance. "The're a waitin'
to see yer carcass drap down into the
street." Here he fourished his knife and
selected his mark. "Right ear first.
| Watch how clean an smooth I'll take
it off. I won't even touch hair" a
Haynes bawled for mercy. "O-O-
DON'T" the poor fellow shrieked, trsm-
bling with terror. go, don't, Mr.
Wolf! didn't write that, on my
soul p and he whined like schooIboy.
None O. yer lyini" said Wolf fierce
ly. :. Yer both wrote it, darn vel am
both of yell pay for it ln~H Here he exc
cuted decided circles with his flashing
knife, having apparently prolonged the
torture as much as he desired. "Here
goes; look out when count three |"
The knife was ready to descend. Gone
-two"- -.Aae. alr.4
He stopped and started. He had not
observed the movement of young Oar.
rell during the last few seconds, and
just as he was on the point of clipping
off Haynes ear in the polished manner
he had descanted upon, he found the
muzzle of rifle thrust almost into his
face. ..7 ..s. s.. ..fiv .a.ts fe
1t was loaded rife, which, luckily, q
friend of Darrell's had left in his keep
ing that very morning while he went
out to make some purchases. 1t had
stood IN the corner of the room near his
table, and Darrell had seized it, cooked
and .leveled it with such sdexterity that
he had Wolf covered. before his move
ments were observed and he stood
motionless as d. statue-his cool eye
glancing over the sights, and steady
finger on the trigger. .s,s. u
"You great bully!" said "drop
that knife instantly Mind, [ came
from the country where they shoot
squirrels only through the eye. L can
hit any hair of your big head that you
will mention at a hundred yards. Drop
that knife p faaf sd rs a.itss.53 -.
The rufian was fairly paralyzed. He
relaxed his grip on poor Haynes, who
sank fainting on the floor, and his muir
derous knife fell upon the counter. So
unexpected was this bold attitude of
Darrell that Wolf was more startled
than if dozen of the roughest men
in California had assailed him. y7- 7 6
There stood the boyish editor, mo-
tionless as the wall, and the muzzle of
the rifle did not move the breadth of a
hair. Darrell held the desperado's life
in his hands. .sa a.s, 81. IS ig1
You cowardly bully!'' he repeated
contemptuously; "don't dafe to move @
can send bullet through your eyeball
without touching the white. Don't
move the eighth of an inch, or I'll do
it, and throw your filthy carcass out Of
the window ~ ro --saf.sas .as 'o
Wolf glanced at his revolver lying
upon the counter, within two feet of his
eye, but did not venture to reach for it.
"Dare to touch that revolver-so
much as look at it again." said Darrell,
"and I'll make q red picture on the
wall there behind you.- Y on clustering,
Dragging knave !! you are coward at
heart-a despicable cur! You came up
here to murder Two boys because you
| thought it a nice, easy task, and now
you are pale and trembling with fear. L
would Kill you in your tracks, but that
| don't want your dirty blood on my
hands. Go, now Turn instantly. Leave
your knife and revolver where they are.
rI keep them. Go down to your friends
on the Street, and tell them boy whip
ned you-disarmed you and kicked you
down stairs U Do as l. tell you, Instant
ly. If you hesitate, you will never see
| the sun rise" ~.
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 We're dry.
"Do you hear me ~ demanded Oar
rell, sternly. = 1a, s,,s...,.siSs.Z, !,
"Yes, yes; DON'T shootp replied
Wolf, turning about as commanded.
He was Thoroughly 1cowed.s la.ss.e .
"Do not turn your ugly face this way
again." said Darrell, "or you will pay
for il with YOUR life. 2 Move ~ l~aa