American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1873-07-26

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if I'd caught you at those tricks, I'd have
been the dismission of YOU
Well, | felt my heart go down into my
| boots. What on earth was | to do? Sure
enough the next time the old woman
woke, I'd be discovered, and then what
would be the end of it, I'd be dismissed
J in disgrace, and ruin my prospects for life
| and then poor Katie Stewart, who was
waiting for me up in Kirkcaldy, waitin g
till I'd get my next rise inmy salary-Oh,
whatever would l do? Just catch me
doing work of mercy and charity again
80 Lordr' l said, breathing Il mental
prayer, ''let me off this once; I'll never
offend any more"
The Observation-Disclosures his name
was, queer enough, seeing he was for all
| the world, as I've said before, Just like a
| tallow candle-he clambcred up with his
| prisoner to where l was sitting, and took
his place just opposite me, at the very
| back of the coach, you know, with his
face to the horses. Just the jerk of start
| ing the coach woke up the old woman,
and she, looking about in wonder for a
moment, threw up her arms and began to
cry.
"Oh, sure I'm past the place entirely !!
Oh, sure I'm left behind! Oh, I'll never
find my way back!" and she tried to Jump
off the coach.
l threw my arms round her and held
her down; but the more | held her the
| more she struggled, till in the end | man
aged to pinion her arms, and, fairly over
powered, she became quiet at last.
Mr.. Chandler was all of Il shake.
"Wwhat's the meaning of that extra
ordinary sccne?" he cried.
prisoner trying to escape" | said
"Bless me, that was Il very courageous
resistance on your part. III make a note
of that" and Chandler pulled out Il big
note book; but between the jerk ing of the
coach and the shaking of his hands he
couldn't write word. However, it
wasn't long before we were at PortarIing-
ton, which | was thankful to see. l was
tired of hugging my old woman. What
I'd do after that, | didn't know. But as
luck would have it, the moment the coach
stopped, Chandler leaped down.
"l'll get drop of something hot" he
cried, ''to stop this shivering. Look after
the prisoners, McAllister."
"Mother, amt you thankful to me L
saved your life - l said to the old
woman, unclasping my embrace. She
gave me Il look and curse, and stepped
off the coach. And then IL bright thought
came into my brain. Come over here"
l said to the prisoner opposite who had
been stolidly looking on; "you'I be
warmer and more comfortable i'm this cor
ner, and you'll get Il bit of sleep, per
haps."
The man came over, and sat down in
the corner the old woman vacated.
whats your nance"
ANDREW Mccarthy"
GLOW much have they given you - l
asked of him.
six months
"Now, my lad" said quickly, "would
you rather take two months imprison-
mcnt as a Crown debtor, living on the
best of everything, or your six months on
prison fare ~
"Why. I'd take the two, av coorsc'
"Then you've only got to change your
name from Andrew TO Terence. Will you
do it ~
THAT 1 will, your hanner,' said the
man with grin. | think he OWNED my
purpose.
9Th! hi hi. Halo! halo. Stop, stop"
| began holloaing and shouting with all
my might, and all the passengers and the
coachman, and Chandler among the lot,
came tumbling out of the inn.
Hes gone!' l cried; "your prisoners
gonei"
'.Why the deuce didn't you stop him?'
"How could l hold the two of them." l
roared.
Andrew, entering into the spirit of the
scene, began to struggle violently, and l
threw my arms about him, and held him
down.
(which way did he go:" roared Chand-
Ter.
"Down Montmellick wayr'
Away went Chandler, his long legs fly
ing out behind him, his skirts fluttering
in the breeze, till he disappeared in the
outer darkness. L need hardly say that
the sympathy of the public was with the
escaping prisoner.
"What should we wait for him for?''
said the coachman, clambering up into
his seat, and looking over the back of the
coach; I'VE can't stop the coach for
him"
go on!' shouted all the passengers
My heart began to beat once more as the
coach moved slowly on. Not till we had
cleared the lights of Portarlington, not
till the shouts of the mob which the news
of the escape had collected had died away,
did | feel perfectly secure.
1t was gray dawn as we reached Dub
lin, and clattercd along the streets to the
Castle gate. Just by the gate there stood
a solitary figure, masculine figure,
dressed in long, tattered, frieze coat and
battered caubeen; he had Il cud"el under
his arm, and was leaning in melancholy
guise against the weather-worn walls. He
frightened up when he saw the coach,
came forward, and recognizing me, of
fcrcd to help me in my descent. 1t was
Terence Mccarthy.
"I'm ready for you, captain,' he said,
with Il bright smile.
l was no little embarrassed by my two
captivcS. | had only Il warrant for one
for Terence, and the Governor of the Cas-
tie would not take the custody of two
prisoners upon that warrant; and how
could | get rid of Andrew? or if | took
in Andrew, how dispose of Terence: Oh
if Andrew would only run away.
Tin, man, RIM 1 whispered in An
coach.
''Would L abuse your hammers kind
ness?" whispered the man in reply.
'Go! get out!" l said, nudging Terence
with my elbow.
wild chains of iron wild your hammers
treatment of me"
There was little public house hard by
the Castle gate, and TO that 1 led my en-
barrassing charge.
'Now look here, Terence and Andrew"
| said, after we'd each had a chcckful of
whisky Her Royal Majesty has taken
your case into her gracious consideration,
and she's come to the conclusion that the
interest of justice will be sufficiently sub
served if 0@e of We goes To prison. Now
just choose between yourselves"
"IU co. said Terence.
~ sotU," said Andrew
'rhe devil save youi" said Terence
And so they went on with their aggra-
waiting language, that I'm not Irishman
enough To describe to you. and from words
they came To blows; Terence had his
cudgcl with him, Andrew broke the leg
of Il stool; | crcpt under the table to be