Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1875-12-23

he. II have nothingt to defend me, and enough
money to make it good haul for such gentry
Humbug! don't believe there is any dan
ger"
"Haltw
And two dark forms sprang into the road
seized his bride, and the steely glitter of pis
tolls leveled at him, within few feet Of hi
breast, startled him.
Like flash, his good right arm struck thu
weapon from the hand of the robber, and fel
heavily upon the shoulder of the fellow; anc
with sudden jerk of the powerful arm HI
was hauled over the saddle-bow, while ole
Hero, in response to dig of the spur, spranl
away, jerking the other robber off his feet
and causing his bullet to speed wide of it
intended victim.
On through the gloomy woods, and ou
again upon the open prairie, dashed the horse
with his double burden, while the robbe1
struggled like child in the powerful GRASP
of his captor. A closing of the fingers Owe
his neck soon reduced him to quiet; and, helc
in this manner, he rode an unwilling captive
and, at last, the lights of Oberville appeared
and soon they were in the village. Alta wore
from his master, Hero stopped in front of th'
post.ofice, from the window of which CHEEKY
light shone, denoting that the assistants were
still busy replacing the goods that had beer
taken down during the days traffic.
"Hilloa !" cried Gilbert
A head appeared at the door, and voice
answered, "Hilloa! Who's there?'
"It's me, John, and I have got something
nice here; come hel p me in with it," answered
Charley.
"It's Gilbert" said John, addressing his
fellow-shopman. whats that you've got
Charley saddle of venison ?" asked join
as he approached.
Better than that, John. 1t is real live
little deer. Come and lift him down but hold
him fast" said Gilbert
Theastonished shopmen gathered about and
Charley told them of his adventure. Soon
the rohber was released from his unpleasant
position on the saddle and taken into the estore
where his captor followed.
Here he was safely bound.
II think l have seen this fellow before" " re.
marked John, as he took survey of the cap.
tive. "He is the stranger that was sitting at
the stove here when Mr.. Harmon paid your
money, Charley"
Lets search him, and see what sort OF
plunder he has about him." suggested one Of
the shopmen.
The prisoners pockets revealed a small flask
of liquor, pack of cards, some little money,
and savage-looking dirk knife.
"Hilloa, what's ths?" exclaimed Gilbert,
picking up a piece of paper that fell on the
floor, and opening it, read: "One thousand
dollars reward for the capture of one William
Larkin, the supposed leader of gang of rob-
bers and horse. .stealers. He is a short, slim
man, about five feet six inches in height, dark
hair, heavy black eyebrows and moustache,
and peculiar-looking small black eyes"
ANSWERS the description to IT," broke i'll
John.
"Aha William Larkin, or Curly Bill I've
heard of him. Charley, you're in luck This
fellow is prize, indeed p added one of the
assistants.
Eyes, this placard is from the sheriff of St.
Joe, and is dated only week ago." said Char
ley altar 6nishiag tho e-aeaaias.--
"Gentlemen," said the robber, "you have
got the original Curly Bill, and when you de-
liver me up, you will get that reward. I am
in your power; but these strings are bound
around my wrists most numerically tight" "
and with grmace of pain, he asked, "Can't
you afford to make em easier?"
eyes, let them out little, Jones, said John,
addressing his fellows assistant. "Make them
safe, but not too tight, and will watch the
bird meanwhile" i"
So Jones proceeded cautiously to re-arrange
the bands on the wrists of the prisoner, while
the others gathered around him.
With sudden jerk of prodigious strength,
Curly Bill got his hands free, dashed his fist
into the face of John, and sprang to the door
which had not been locked.
So sudden was his movement, that ere the
rest of the group could comprehend the scene,
he was clear of the store, and as Gilbert
reached the door, he saw the robber spring
into the saddle on old Hero's back, and dash
away.
Pursuit was not to be thought of; but Gil
bert placed his fingers to his mout th, and gave
a shrill whistle; hearing which, old Hero,
despite the urging of his rider, wheeled sud-
denly, and at the same wild gallop, started
back to his master
Seeing this, Curly Bill attempted to throw
from the saddle; but, in so doing, his
foot caught in thestirrup, and he was dragged
helplessly over the hard road. Fortunately
for the poor victim of this mishap, the dis
tance was not great, or the result might have
been far more serious.
How often is it that the merest trihing &C.
cident contributes to the ends ofjustice. Viii
lains may successfully carry on their work for
years, and in their fancied security forget the
fate that must eventually overtake them-a
slip, an accident, and the law claims her own.
Gilbert hastened to secure his horse, and
the insensible form of Curly Bill was again
carried into the store, where an examination
revealed broken head and fractured leg,
which would detain their prisoner as efectu-
ally as shackle and chain.
In few days the sheriff came up from St
Joseph, and took charge Of the MANNED man,
and through his confession, many of the gang
Of desperadoes were taken or killed, and the
country freed of their presence.
Charley Gilbert received his we'll earned re-
ward, and the money enabled him to complete
his house handsomely, and stock the farm,
over which Sarah Gilbert presides as mistress.
A REVOLUTIONARY INCIDENTAL most
thrilling reminiscence in the American Revo-
luton, is related of General Muhlenberg,
whose ashes repose in the old Trappe Church,
county, Virginia. When the
war broke out, Muhlenberg was the rector Of
A Protestant Episcopal Church in Dunmore
county. On a Sunday morning he admins
tered the communion of the Lords Supper to
his charge, stating that in the afternoon of
hat day he would preach sermon on "The
3nt;os mon QUO tn tbair oountrv" At tha