Ellsworth American., 1876-06-08

| aIoTe KICKS tNe-af0re goes.
She's coming, Norris. All. here she is
The squatter's daughter, looking very
! pale, walked into the room and up to the
| armchair without speaking. She sat down
/ beside Norris and took his hand
oh, Norris, how can thank you? Don't
say you are going to die. The doctor will
be here tonight
lie needn't cum, miss. It's no manner
o use. I'm bleedin' inside; there amt no
cure for that. The prisoners?'
They're both secured said Mr.. Wal
| mer.
| .Both?
One is dead
'Thatll be Hobart-Town Harry. I'm
sorry for that, miss. only meant to stun
him. That stanchion's heavy, miss And
as an af(er-thought. 1T couldn't a bin
done, only for Mr.. Waltham there; but he
would go a-bustin' OF hisself to save you,
miss, an he were blowed when he began.
| The broken voice and the thought fulness
OF the dying man made my eyes dim.
r~Miss Wagner SPOKE again In a low, sp-
chapter in the Bible. or a praver God
Is merciful and just. He will pardon in HE
great love. He She burst into tears Il
saw the lamp-light sparkir u. $50
| ened with toll and crime
| The dying man very calmly spoke out
| among hard short sobs that here and there
would break forth.
No, miss, no Bibles nor parsons for me-
They made me a wuss man nor | were
over t'orher side No, miss, don't parson-
| ify me; now don't He spoke almost en-
treatingly, aud continued 'Ye know the
old gum with the cross-growed boughs?
| I'd like to be berred there. It's near the
store hut, where you used to come an see
/ miss. an IL uuiar hat f,st
| you readin'. Don't cry. miss was tired
OF 1t all-tifty years OF fight, with neer a
spell.
There was q sob, but no answer.
Thank ye-'
Norris bent over, and heard the blood
gurglns from his mouth, and plashing on
the carpet.
Lucky he went on again. after a long
pause, the pistol didn't do the Job at onst |;
it were fair light but CANCER got it afore
me. He'll say deserved it cause | baked
him. 1t weie for you We did it, Miss Mar
ion. Think Of ole Norris here and there
| SPELL
Again the blood welled up. and when
they liftcd his head back as before, it fell
upon his chest. The massive ugly face
settled down into the deepest of ali repose.
That night fought the fight again, and
awoke with sudden start, under the be-
let that Black Toms grasp was once more
upon my throat. Ny wound was not dan
.erous, and | should have turned 10 sleep
but that heard something like creaking
and stealing footsteps in the passage which
led past my room, next the gentle opening
OF door, and minute afterward the dark
figures OF two men were thrown upon my
window by the strong moonlight. They
seemed 10 pass TO where wood was stored
against the corner OF the house, and in the
stiffness heard i faint cliukiug, as OF steel
and flint. Without further delay crept to
Mr.. Walmer's bedroom, and put my hand
upon his shoulder. lie woke with start,
and asked. in a trembling way. as though
the ghost OF poor Norris was beside him,
who vas. Hush, Mr.. Walmer, its me
me, Watham. The two prisoners have
escaped from where your care had placed
them. | whispered bitterly. They're now
try ing 10 bum the house down by firm.
the paror wood.
By tnIs time the squatter was quite
aroused, aud after some time gun was
procured aud heavily charged with shot.
There will be tall view of them from
your window, but we must open it without
noise fear that's impossible
The window is open
'N bOLh lbOhNi Ohls mt uCaN WIZ
dictlvc face Of the Ganger was blowing
some sparks of fire into a blaze. Black
Tom was bending down assisting him, and
the gro wing glow slIttered on his white
teeth and his black EYES. We had just
time to see this when the noise OF crack
ling came.
Now Mr. Walmer
" Nalmer put the gun out 70 take aim.
A drew back | saw the black barrel
shaking against the soft brightness Of the
night. Thea came useless snap OF the
hammer on the nipple.
Quick you forgot Il cap. Quick"
1t was useless. The men had sprang
among the tree, in the garden, and the last
| ever saw OF them MAS their dark figures
vaUltiug over the fence.
The fire was easily cXtnguished. None
but Miss Walmcr and her father knew that
was Instrumental IN saving them and the
house Il second time that night.
We buried Norris beneath the cross
boughed gum-tree In the room where
now sit there is dark looking stained
piece OF carpe, framed, which il hidden
with a curtain Of Grape, and, beneath, a
crayou sketch Of two swimmers in the long
water-hOle Ii vas drawn by Marion
W NalthanI. The title is, swimming wit
Swa9s So llarper's Weekly.