Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-02-09

house for assistance. A surgeon was
summoned. Martin was carried in and
laid upon bed. He revived, and his
wound was properly attended TO. with
appliances of splilts and bandages; and
the good doctor finally left him that
night in great pain, with the consoling
remark that he would ''keep his bed for
good three months at least"
For many days several armed friends
of Martin Hazen remained constantly
at the house, 10 defend him from a pos
sible attack of the Morgans. He began
to recover from his wound; but his
anxiety for Esther tormented him day
and night. He feared they might muir
der her; but his friends assured him
that they would not dare do that; that
she was probably merely kept at her
old home under strict surveillance. and
that in due time she should be rescued
by some process or other. 1t was as
certained, meantime, that Ephraim
Morgan was not killed by the bullet
from Martins revolver or the night of
the attempted assassination; that the
missile had only plowed its way through
the scalp of his Uranium, producing a
SllOth llldl Etu tutTtlN llltu lOl
half an hour Finally, when Martin
was able to get out of bed, and sit in a
chair for few minutes at time, the
Morgans not having made their appear
ance, the friendly neighbors, left, and
Martin was alone with Mrs. Hazen.
1t was the very next night after the
vigil ceased that the door suddenly
flew open, and Esther burst into the
room occupied by Martin. IL was a
room on the ground floor, properly a
sitting room. but bed had been placed
i'm it temporarily for the wounded young
man.
"Esther,'' Martin exclaimed, joy
fully.
She ran TO his bedside. kissed him,
then said, excitedly:
"Oh, Martin, they are preparing to
come tonight to kill you! 1 overheard
their plans, and 1 escaped by jumping
| from the window of a room they had
locked me in. They don't know il"
sIet us hasten for aid,' said Mrs.
HaZen, who came in from an adjoining
room at that moment.
s'It is too late, They may be here
| in few minutes. We must carry Mar
tin out of the house. Oh, heavens ~
she exclaimed, trembling from head TO
foot. 81 hear their horses hoofs now.
They are not a hundred yards away"
'tBe calm,'' said Martin. 81 will tell
Won what to do, and do it quickly.
Mother, you and Esther help me, and
/ will get out and lie under the bed.
Then arrange the pillow under the
covers, so that they may think L am
/ living in the bed, then both of you get
into the next room. They viii prob
ably rush in and fire, and l will crawl
out with my revolver. Here ii is. Then
they with their empty rifles, will be at
my mercy. Now leave the candle burn
ing on the mantel. When l rap three
times on the wall, come in"
These instructions were quickly
obeyed. and as the two women with
drew, Esther said:
"You won't kill them, if you can
help it:''
''No; l promise You that. Quick,
now, hear them,"
The women withdrew, and had just
closed the door behind them, when the
front door flew open, and the Morgans
rushed in.
"Ha. ha!' exclaimed the old man.
ssGive him no chance this time"'
Instantly the reports of three rifles
rang out, and the bullets perforated the
bed-clothes and the quiet pillows, and
the Morgans rushed TO the bedside to
see if their victim was dead, while bits
| of plastering, loosened by the concus-
sion, rained from the ceiling.
Martin, although it caused him con-
siderable pain, noiselessly dragged him
self out at the foot of the bed, which
stood in corner of the room, and
placed himself in a low chair near the
door, and just as he had attained this
| favorable situation, the MOrgans dis
covered the trick that had been played
upon them, and found themselves with
empty rifles, confronted with large
revolver in the hands of a very cool and
brave man.
"Henry Morgan" said Martin, "you
and your sons are at my mercy. Don't
move. You know how / handle this
revolver. Move but hair's-breadth,
any one of you, and l fire to kill,''
They stood transfixed. They were
not towards, but they did not possess
the cool moral courage of Martin, and
the surprise to which they had been
treated completely unnamed them.
To complete their confusion, Martin
gave the signal, and Mrs. Hazen and
Esther came in.
"Why. girlr' exclaimed Henry Nor
gan, show in the"
"Not a word ~ interrupted Martin,
sternly. Il will do the talking now.
There are chairs near you-sit down.
Do you hear?" and he pointed the re-
volver at each one in turn, with such
rapidity that he seemed to cover all
three at once.
They were SO completely under his
control, that they obeyed his command
i'm the most submissive manner.
s'Mr. Morgan" Martin proceeded, 81
have all your lives in my hand. OuI
families have been at enmity for genera
tions-God knows for what. You GER
tainlv have no reason to hate me.
have never harmed you. l have only
offended you by marrying Esther. Thi;
should rather have made US friends
You killed my father, and have twice
tried to murder me. Now L have yOu
i'm my power, but I'm not going to xii
you. / am willing to forgive and for
get the past. Although you are a re
vengeful man, Henry Morgan, believe
you have generous nature. Now at
tend, If after this you try TO harm mi
| will not spare you; but if you will b.
reconciled, take my hand and say so
and l will trust you, for l know tina
you and your sons are not men whit
/ viii lie. Will you do it, or will yo,
depart with the same old hatred in you
hearts?" ..
Henry Morgan had been sitting wiz
r downcast' eyes, his empty rifle poise'
upon one knee. He had trembled a
5 first, apparently with suppressed rage
! but now his better nature seemed t
: possess him and after a moment Q
: thoughtful silence he arose, left hi
D rifle standing against the wall, Wake
, across the room, took Martin by tn
, hand, and said:
.sUazen you make me ashamed Q