Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1873-07-31

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hearted man actual yto cut the throats
of the two boyish journalists and
throw their bodies out at the window,
for the qualification Of the crowd and
further eXaltation OF his already fear
full name. So, the mob on the street
awaited the issue with feverish expec.
tation, as Wolf, fourishing his knife
and revolver, entered the rude frame
building and rushed up stairs. .
All unconscious of their danger, the
two young editors were busily pursu-
ing their usual work in their primitive
office. If they had heard the noise
without they had paid no attention to
it, supposing it was merely street
row such as they were accustomed to
hearing every day. Darrell was sit
ing at rude table writing, and
Haynes was at the counter arranging
some papers for the mail. .'H .
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 a lawyer who occupied couple of
rooms on the same floor for the
building was only two-story one,
and the second floor was occupied ex-
clusively by them and the attorney
their rooms being separated from his
by narrow hallway that was reach,
ed by the flight of stairs allued to.
"Ah-ha I've got ye, my young
imps y exclaimed the desperate burst
ing in.
Haynes recognized him and turned
pale. Being at the counter which
faced the door and extended across the
room, he was naturally the first mark
for VOLTS vengeance.
"Ye young devils !" he hissed,
scowling like a mailman, "Ye1l never
write nor print nothin' more bout
me !" Here he flourished his knife
and revolver above his head. "I've
got sure thing on both of ye ~
Saying this he looked about him with
a careful scrutiny, to see that there
was no means of escape tor the quiet
youth at the table, who, Of couse,
would not dare to jump over the coun-
ter and try to pass him, but would
cover down in 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.
Coilng the terrified young mans
locks around the great coarse fingers
of the left hand. Wolf laid his revolv-
er upon the counter without the slight
est apprehension that his youthful
adversary would snatch it up and use
it on him, as he might have done had
he possessed the nerve then flourish
ed his big cleaning knife deliberately,
with pure devilishness prolonged
Kaynes's terror and pain.
"Now say yer prayers, d--n yer,
he Kissed, "you've got couple o
seconds or so ,left-jest while Tn
clippin' yer ears off. I'll take EN-
first, clean and smooth then I'll cut
yer throat an throw yer out O the
winder Dye hear that p .
Such was Wolfs 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 az
an obstacle to his will was not to bt
thought of. Had Darrell possessed
no more nerve than Haynes there cal
be no doubt they would both have been
murdered then and there, in exac
accordance with Wolfs programme.
"Time Y he said, grinding his teetl
in an ecstacy of rage, and drawing
Haynes white face closer to his owr
repulsive countenance "They're
waitin' to see your carcass drap dowl
into the street." Here he AourisheC
the knife and selected his mark. ''Th'
right ear first. Watch how clean ant
smooth LII take 1t oil. L won ever
touch a hair"
Haynes bawled for mercy. 90
20 don't !" the poor fellow shrieked
trembling with terror. 20 don't, Mr.
Wolf. l didn't write that, upon m.
soul !" and he whined like a school
boy. ,5.
"None O yer lyin' y said Wolf
ferociously. Ye both wrote it, d
ye; and yell both pay for it, Her
he executed decided circles with hi
flashing knife, having apparently pro
longed the torture as, much as he de