Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1878-01-10

vanced to one of the windows and
cody opened it. Waving his hand, tho
crowd became instantly silent.
''Now, don't be in q hurry, gentle
men" ne said III a clear voice that must
have been distinctly heard by every
one. "You shall have the honor of my
company as soon as my horse can be
I harnessed, l assure YOU"
"Eh, whatl what does he mean?'
asked of a person next TO me. Surely
he will not venture out among those
those bowling fiends?n
THAT is lust what he is going to do. y
replied my companion. "There is no
tlse talking 10 him. lie has given or
ders for the mare and gig to be got
ready, and it's as much as any ones
life is worth TO try to stop him. Wolf
by name and wolf by natures; he's en-
ragged at having TO steal down here last
night like a thief. All, there the fun
begins! Look outl' tf ~
As my companion spoke, he gripped
Inc by the arm, and dragged me close
ag .nst ta.spaceS-stwcen two ,sit lows.
Ne'd moment a shower OF stones
crashed through the windows, leaving
not a single inch of glass mbroken.
Then. ut longer or shorter intervals.
volleys followed volley, till the floor OF
the room was completely covered with
road-metal and broken glass. Present
ly there was alull in the storm, and the
crowd became all at once as silent as
the grave. In the hush, / could dis
tinctly hear the grating sound of the
opening of some big door almost under
us. l looked inquiringiy ut my COM
panion.
Its the entry doors being opened to
let the Wolf out, 4" he said in reply. "Ah,
there he is"
i glanced out of the window, and saw
the squire alone in his gig, smile on
his face, his whole bearing as cool and
unconcerned as if there was not single
enemy within a thousand miles. Then
| heard the great doors clang too, and
as they did so, The crowd uttered a
howl of delighted rage.
At the first appearance of the squire
in his gig, the people had swayed back,
and left an open space in front of the
hotel. Now they seemed about to close
in on him, and one man in the front
stopped to lift a stone. Quick rs
lightning, the hand of the squire went
To his breast, and just as the man stood
upright 10 throw, / heard the sharp
crack of pistol. The man uttered
wild shrek cf pain, clapped his hands
to his cheeks. and plunged into the
crowd. The bullet had entered at one
cheek and gone out at the other. The
man was the very person who had made
the mistake in shooting at nia over
night.
"A near nick that for our old friend,n
said the squire in hi, clear voice, while
the crowd swayed back Face or two.
but the next will be nearer still, and
I've nearly half Il dozen still left. Now
will any of you oblige me by STOPPING
to lift stone?"
He paused and glanced round, while
every man in the crowl held his breath
and stood still as a statue.
mo, you won't oblige me?" he said,
with a sneer Then, fierce
as if charging in some worid-famous
battle, ''Out of my way. you scoandrels!
Faugh-a-ballaghlr
AT. the word he jerked the reins
and the mare moved forward
at trOt with head erect, and bearing
as pro d as if she knew conqueror sat
behind her. Then, in utter silence, the
crowd swayed to right and left, leaving
a wide alley, down which the squire
drove as glily rs il the whole thing
were some pleasant show When
he had disappeared, the crowd closed
too again, utterly crestfallen. Then
for short time the whole ar was
filed with their chattering one TO
another like the humming of innum-
erable bees; and, presently, with-
out a shout, and without Il single stone
being thrown, the mass melted away.
Next morning, at an early hour, left
Sligo as fast as covered conveyance
could carry me. l did not care to
wait for Tie slower means of escape by
foot, fearful that next time mistake
was made with me, the shooting might
possibly be better than IL was at first
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