The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1877-04-18
CHAPTER xxx.
LONE STARS MAN.

Polly Hopkins stopped pistol firing; but
Tommy Tompkins began, in How de do,
salute at the door. Saul Macy respond
| ed in a way that was tsnone the better for"
Tommy or for himself. He discharged two
| barrels of his repeater, in answer to a
shot through the panels; and the man out
( side exclaimed FCuss youi - and sent three
more shots In succession; after which he
was quiet
. Saul Macy likewise was quiet; for he no
| longer sat on two trunks, but lay on the
| floor. his own trunk shot through, and his
blood mingling with that of Polly Hopkins.
| Quiet was perfect, for moment, inside that
tenement house apartment But the tene-
ment house outside presently gave token
| of great diSquiet. Cries of alarm, drawn
/ bolts, jarring doors, and hurrying feet
sounded above and below; and in a brief
space the bullet-riddled door was forced In
upon barricades and fallen bodies; giving
| admittance to a promiscuous crowd of half
naked men, women, and children, aroused
| from sleep by the firing.
| A gas let on the stair landing, ignited by
one of the crowd, disclosed all stairways
filed with people struggling to satisfy their
| curiosity; and the single light In Lone Star s
! chamber disclosed another sight; one manly
| ing in blood outside the door, and two men
| lying in blood inside; which furnished as
much sensation" for that motley assem-
| blage as the draft riot had supplied during
! preceding hours.
Those who were foremost stood still, ap-
| parentlY affrighted at the spectacle and
| Just then, from below, a cry arose of Per
! liee!-M P.'s!-Kennedy's boysl" and
| there was a partial stampede, occasion
ed by some arrival from the street.
| pistol-firing in tenement-house, that
| night, however, was liable to bring
| s'Kennedy's boys" from their stations else
where; for the safety of all New York
City was at stake, and there was work OF de-
fence and preparations enough, for both
| policemen and militia men, to keep them
! occupied, under discipline, without atten-
tion TO local disturbances in dangerous
neighborhoods. Strangers had entered
| the building and were mounting the stairs,
with drawn pistols but they numbered
only three men; two of them old men, and
a younger man leading the way; his large
bulk forcing a passage, without much re-
| gard to courtesy.
The man in advance was "Lone STAR"
and he made the way clear for Moss Cohen
and Captain Hooper until the trio reached
that field of fight.
| Polly Hopkins, when Lone Star caught
! sight of him, was sitting on Lone Stars
closed trunk and another rough was wash
| ing his bleeding head over basin of water
Tommy Tompkins lay groaning on the floor,
shot through his elbow, and writhing in
apparent pain. Two men were lifting Saul
Macy's body upon the nine table.
Lone Star gave utterance to an impreca-
tien, as his accustomed eye took in, at once,
the evidence of q 'tfree fight" Moss Cohen
and the sea-captain had no eyes for aught
| save the pallid face and slack limbs of him
whose safety they had depended upon,
through assurances of their conductor.
The confederate himself. when his glance
met theirs, was evidently moved by the de-
spair he saw in their faces. He pushed,
quickly, to the table, pistol iD hand. SIX
| claiming
"Who she this Yank7 Tn his man,
whoever he is -
Polly Hopkins raised his bloody head, and
"It wor scriEmage, Lone Star, and I'm
sorry that ar yank went under! Cuss me
| if he hedn't grit, an no discount I"
"Wor it a fair fight, Polly Hopkins? ?"
demanded Lone Star; MAN ag'i in man,
an no tricks?"
'tIt wor; that ar Yank ag'in me an
Blue Jay - answered Polly.
sMe, too added smothered voice from
the soaking bed, as a waterproof coat be-
came agitated with awaking emotion.
1.-THE cuss got an unfair advanta ge o. me,
and grabbed my revolver"
s'Blame me, If thet yer amt Little Pete !"
| Polly's wound. SHERRY the cove! Oh,
stag his nibs T. And the fellow roared out
hoarse laugh, as he finished his slang. and
regarded the under-sized bundle with ad-
! miring eyes.
ssShet up, Quaker retorted the little
man. 1T was an advantage he took, or I'd
been his man.
This assertion of .sLittle Pete'' provoked
another horse-laugh from Quaker, and
melted merriment generally. But Lone
Star was occupied in helping Moss Cohen
to remove Macy, whose heart still throbbed,
though family.
ssGet him ont o. this at once, fore some
one else comes, Whispered the confederateto
Moss Cohen, with look that spoke more
| than his words.
ssYes, yes," responded the old Hebrew,
1 quickly; LET us lift him down TO the car
rage at once; out of this, for heavens
sake 70
Lone Star had evidently made up his
mind to decisive action; for he continued,
| In resolute tone
''This YER aan's NV charge. and I'm to