Huntington advertiser. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1874-1921, 1875-09-23
Miscellaneous.
KIDNAPPING A ROBBER.

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The worthy postmaster kept coun
try store, where he dispensed goods o
every description.
The district Was comparatively new
and formed one of those prairie vii
lages that spring into existence mile
away from other towns, and are ;
sort ofnucleus or trading post for 1
large extent of country. Saturda,
was the principal trading day; anC
Mr.. Harmon, the postmaster, an'
his assistants were always over
whelmed with business on that day
But on the particular Saturday af
ternoon of which we wish to speak
trade had slackened earlier than usu
al, and the proprietor and his mel
were enjoying a breathing time, anc
chatting with several rough-lookin!
fellows, who had gathered about tn,
the stove, many Of them being stran
gers, for a stranger attracted but lit
tie notice in that community of new
corners.
Here comes Charley Gilbert, tn,
very man | want too see :" remarked
Harmon, 81 q horseman dashed up t,
the store aDi di>mounted
lie WAS Il tall, hrosd-shoullereC
youNg Hercules; and the large BAY
horse he rode looked well adapted t,
carving such a weight, and exhibited
due equine pride in serving Iii. youn.
master. Both horse aad rider wer.
weli-snown Snd respected throughout
the settlement. Leaving his well
trained animal standing unhitched
Gilbert ente.s the store.
you are just the person wante(
to see { Charl-yn sud Mr. Harmon
singular" said Gilbert. Il shoult
think YOU would rather not sec me
IS you know the object of my call
People are not generally SO welcome
when they come for money!
"Well, am an exception in thi.
instance. for | am anxious % get rij
of the amount | owe Won. Fact T.,
there have been burglars about and
they tried to break into my store lat
night, bat WAS frightened away; so
prefer vou would hold this money
against more successful attempts q
The kind "
And Mr. Harmon proceeded to
count out large roll Of notes, which
Gnbert placed carciu|lvin his pocket.
Now, Charley" said neigIbor
Hill, one OF the party seated around
the stove; you hal better keep a
lookout, cause some one might stop
you to>night before You return from
Cranton.'
The sllusion to Cranton brought a
light blush 10 Charley's cheeks, for
it was well known that he was on his
usual Saturday evening visit to a GER
tain Young school mistress, who dwelt
in the neighboring settlement.
"how do You know | am going to
Cranton ~ asked Charley.
"Well, only srppose 50, cause
I've heard said YOU do 20 that way
about this time Of the week." and
Hill wink,d to the crowd, who laugh
ed and Charley Gilbert, not wishing
to discuss the subject further, left the
store and mounting old Hero, was
soon cut of sight.
"Mighty fine chap, that Gilbert
is, resumed Hill to his fellow loung-
ers been in the army and wen his
way, an now he has got hi. allot
mcnt Of land out here, an will soon
have one Of the finest farms in this
country"
The short autumn day came TO 4
close, and it vas after dark ere Gil
bert reached his destination, and re-
ceiyei si> usual hearty welcome from
Sarah Denton.
Saturday nights were the bright
spots in her dull life as school mis-
tre>s, and were sure to bring her
Charley. Old Hero had carried his
master over the road 50 often, that
he knew just what was required of
him, and needed no urging.
1t was late when Charley took his
leave Of his sweethelrt.
Nov, do be careful" were her
last words "for you know there
might he danger on the road, so
many ro5beries have been committed
lately"
Never fear, Sarah; Old Hero Will
take me home safely"
And with a goodbye kiss, he mount
ed and rode away.
The night was dark-no light ex-
cept the stars that sparkled crisply
from a clear SKY. But, had it been
ever 50 dark, it would have made 10
difference to Charley. His thoughts
were of the sweet girl he had just
left, and, paving no attention to his
horse, he rode slowly along, intent
upon plans for the future.
The money have received to-
day will enable me to complete my
home; then "a ah viii be my wife,
and we shall live on the farm such a
happy life" he mused.
A long, dark patch of forest loom
ed ahead, through which the prairie
road ran, and not until he had en-
to-o1 ~ dorl- eLol.,v- I'D tho hcrSa