The Canton mail. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 18??-1882, 1875-09-25
Emmett L. Ross & Co., Proprietors.
VOLUME XII.

he broken at any time by stcalthy step
or pistol shuts and you lie in your be,
and feel danger drawing steadily ncarc
-nearer-ugh. | won't think "f it.
feel that same chill now az | write.
What'll we do, miss? For it's Il tear
in shame, an they'll git all the nr
silver an things, an that wretch NV
thafc, Mike Rusher, Well have to b
spryv'
Tho thought of making defense of he
masters property-the brave girl, How
she put me to shame, lying shiverin.
there, only considering how i might &c
safely out of the house to the neares
neighbours. With desperate resolution
| | sat up.
"On with some clothes" said to kath
len.
g Jist yer dark wrapper over yer night
| gown, miss, dear, Where is it ?" said
she, snatching it from the chair that in
Dictated and thrusting in my arms. Now
give me yer long waterproof to hide me
white clothes; an now some slippers in
yer hand, miss, no, not on yer feet yit
! Hank, now ~ We listened; the door WIS
alar. Kathleen, not q moment idle, thrust
a pillow into my place and arranged the
| bed-clothes to stimulate Il human form in
the dim light All this took place in
about three minutes, No sound from the
hail. Kathleen seized my arm.
Miss, dear, I'm gpin' to thry to get
out the library windy into the lilacs. an
run for the station. There's mostly Il lot
of perlice there; it's quite ways, but
I'll go like deer. l could go quicker n
YOU, but if yed rather We can thry it.
But say, quick. You must stay by the
library windy to see that we git in all
right"
"Tll stay" said I, promptly. But oh.
wEat sinking of the heart. To be left
alone at midnight in a house tenanted by
burglars, where my life would pay the
forfeit of discovery.
Come down quick, thin," said Kath-
leen; eff well only git down before
Mike comes along, an he'll not be far off
now, sure"
We started. The padded stairs and
Administer carpets gave no sound of our
bare feet. But oh, the dread of meeting
Mike Rushcr in the dark for he was
probably then patrolling the house. We
got as far rs the big closet under the
stairs, in the lower hall, when We heard
the click of the night-clock, and, turning,
saw dimly outlined against the upper
glass of the door Mike Rusher's low
crowned hat and burly shoulders. We
had barely missed of him in the dark.
Instinctively we knew what he was open
into the door for. Kathleen's fingers
clutched my wrist-there was a black and
blue spot there for week after-we stole
softly along the room To the open sitting
room door, hurried across into the library,
carefully closing the door of communica-
ton afterus. The windOw-s;ish slid easily,
and Kathleen perched an instant on the
sill while she whispered: Keep dark,
now, miss, dear, an if thcy'r like to find
We afore | come, cut an run for yer life.
Then she dropped to the ground in
spite of herself, making Il rustling in the
lilacs slipped across the walk on to the
soft grass in the shrubbery, and was gone.
Not moment too soon.
As | crouched close to the sill, behind Il
big lounging-chair, / heard a second
seemingly not more than two feet from
me:
Il heard 'em crackle, anyway. But
there's nobody here
There were two of them. If they had
glanced at the window, which / had par
TALLY closed lest it should attract atten-
ton, | should have been lost. But they
went away, and closed it entirely
Then, as my eyes became more accus-
toned to the dark | saw rather than
heard the library door open; heard Mike
Rusher's smothered whisper; "What yer
bout, RUFF? Nothin' but books in thar"
Yer sure? No nice clos, nor secret
drawer, nor nothin'?" was the answer in
a louder key.
"No, nothin'. In the dinin' room in
the safe. Come 'er long; We en- go up
stairs eff We wanter, afterwards. Valy'ble
stuff up thar"
They left the door open and retired. l
heard the clink of silver, and caught the
CLEAN of light from the dinning-room
They had got the safe open. How many
minutes then went by l cannot tell. All
at once, with scarce football to tell of
his proximity, Mike Rusher stood almost
over me and tried the window. 1t slid
up.
1.-The divilr said he. "But maybe
miss left it onfastened. She's mighty
careless. An We heard the bushes rattle?''
-" Yes" said another voice, near by.
The cold perspiration stood all over me,
and held my breath.
Just then an outburst of profanity from
the hall, with a sudden confusion, and his
own name uttered in uncomplimentary
terms, caused the redoubtable Mike and
his companion to depart for the scene of
conflict with some alacrity. / could lear
it no longer. | raised the window, all in
a tremor, to leap from it and take to my
heels, when 10, q sudden crowd of figures
darkened it, man sprung rapidly
and another-the room
was filled with them; they carried clubs
and revolvers, and there was CLEAN of
stars and gilt buttons. One of them
caught sight of me as | shrunk half faint
ing behind the big chair. "Oh, here she
is. | thank the Lord you're safe, miss"
He held me up, for | could hardly stand,
and Kathleen, laughing and crying, threw
her arms around me. Thrice came
sudden shrill whistle, and from. all sides
the policemen rushed to the attack There
was no retreat-the house was surrounded
by alert detectives. All of the gang
three in number-were captured.
After the sharp skirmish was over, the
captives hand-cuffed and placed liars de
combat, and the wounds bound up, Mike
Rusher for the first time caught sight of
Kathleen and me.
"Houly mither o Moses, We tllafe NV
a gur-rl thin. was it you rs wint trails
pasin' off to the station an brought this
drove down on us? Whin | seed We
drink the coffee wild me own eyes, an
looked at We slapin' in yer bed not five
minutes ago.
"Thafe of gur-rl yersilf, Mike Rush
err quoth Kathleen, facing him with
arms akimbo II did all that, an didn't
dhrink yer coffee, but poured it down me
buzzum, an it's wet as a drowndcd rat !
was, sure, an We looked at me pillcr wild
the night-cap on in me bed, bad luck to
We, TAX. n woman after this to desave a
woman, will ye? an none Nv yer blund-
erin Irishmen.'
With which fiat on the woman question
our Kathleen retired on her laurels.-
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