The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1875-09-22

bug | don't believe there is any dan
ger"
"ITaltp
Aud two dark forms sprang into the
road, seized his bride. and the steely
glitter of pistols leveled at him, with
in few feet Of his breast, startled
him.
Like flash, his good right arm
struck the weapon from the hand of
the robber, and fell heavily upon the
shoulder Of the fellow; and with
sudden jerk of the powerful arm he
was hauled over the suddle.bow, while
old Hero, in response TO dig of the
spur, sprang away, jerking the other
robber off his feet, and causing his
bullet to speed wide of its intended
victim.
On through the gloomy woods, and
out again upon the open prairie, dash
ed the horse with his double burden,
while the robber struggled like child
in the powerful grasp of his captor. A
closing of the fingers over his neck
soon reduced him to quiet; and, held
in this manner, he rode an unwilling
captive, and, at last, the lights of
Oberville appeared, -hpd soon they
we're in the village. At word from
his master, Hero stopped right in
front of the post Office, from the win
dow of which CHEEKY light shone, de-
Eoting that the assistants were still
busy replacing the goods that had
iSAn taken %%h dVADg the days
traffic.
"Hilloa" cried Gilbert.
A head apgFnf43 at the door, and a
voice answered, "Hilloa! Who's
there?"
"It's me, John, and l have got some
thing nice here; come help me in with
it," answered Charley.
"It's Gilbert" said John, address
ing his fellow-shopman. whats that
you've got, Charley saddle of ven-
ison 2" asked Sdc,h as he approached.
"Better than that, JobA. 1t is a
real live little deer. Come and lift
him down, but hold him FAST" said
Gilbert.
The astonished shopmen gathered
about, and Charley told them of his
adventure. Soon the robber WAS re-
leased from his unpleasant position on
the saddle and taken into the store,
where his captor followed.
Here he was safely bound.
81 think Tshave seen this fellow be.
FORE" remarked John, as he took a
survey of the captiue. "Tle is the
stranger that was sitting at the stove
here when Mr.. Harmon paid your
money, Charley"
"Let's search him, and see what sort
of plunder he has about him." sug'
gested one of the shopmen.
The prisoners pockets revealed a
small flask of liquor, and savage
looking dirk knife.
"Hilloa, what's this?" exclaimed
Gilbert, picking up piece of paper
that fell on the floor, and opening it
read :-"Ope thousand dollars reward
for the capture of one William Larkin
the supposed leader of gang of rob.
bers and horse-stealers. He is short
slim man, about five feet six inches in
height, dark hair, heavy black eye
brows, and moustache, and peculiar.
looking. small black eyes"
Answers the description to a t.
broke in John.
"Aha William Larkin, or Curly
Bill! I've heard of him. Charley
you're in luck This fellow is a prize
indeed !" added one of the assistants
"Yes this placard is from the sher-
ifP of St. Joe, aud is dated only q
week ago." said Charley, after finish
ing the reading.
"Gentlemen," said the robber, "you
have got the original Curly Bill, and
when you deliver me up, you will get
that reward. 1 am in your power
but these strings are bound around my
wrists most numerically tight, with
a grimace of pain. Cant you afford
to make 'em easier?"
"Yes, let them out a little, Jones, y
said John, addressing his fellow assist
ant. make them safe, but not toe
tight, and / will watch the bird mean
while"
So Jones proceeded cautiously to re-
arrange the bonds on the wrists of the
prisoner, while the Others gathered
around him.
With a sudden jerk of prodigiou'
strength, Curly Bill got bis bonds free
dashed his fist into the face of John
and sprang to the door, which had moi
been locked.
So sudden was his movement, thai
ere the rest of the group could com
prehend the scene. he was clear of the
store, and as Gilbert reached the door
he saw the robber spring into the sad
die on old Hero's back, and dash
away.
Pursuit was not to be thought of
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