Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1878-07-03

his fingers busy with the fatal moose.
"Why should you take such pleasure
in Fastening my death p exclaimed
Prince, bitterly.
"Hush! Listen" said the youth in a
low but distinct whisper, and audible
only to Prince, GIVE cut the moose
through, all but thread; wait for the
Judges word end then break away"
A CLEAN of hope lighted up the con-
demned mans eyes as the lad left his
side and mingled with the crowd.
The prisoners had not been bound:
for there was no danger that they would
attempt to escape; Neither had they
been blindfolded- nobody had thought
of that.
The doomed men stood quietly in
mute despair.
Hundreds of willing hands held the
ends of the halters.
The moments few rapidly.
"Time's up!" exclaimed the judge,
.Hoist awAy!" shouted . sailor-like
voice. IL fFAAglRN btA ?
In moment Jones, Kicks and Bloom
err were jerked from the earth and pull
led up until their necks touched the
Dough, twenty feet above the flower
enamelled hillside. They were then
lowered little and left to strangle
slowly.
Before the harsh voice of the "peo-
pies" judge had ceased to disturb the
air, Prince began n vigorous struggle
for life and liberty. He tore the partly
severed moose from his neck with sim
gle effort, struck out like pugilist.
right and left: sent two of his selfelect-
ed executioners to the earth, seized a
rifle from a third, knocked down five or
six others with the butt of the weapon,
dropped it and started down the hill
with the speed of race-horse.
Pyne who had stood by the side of
Prince was pulled up into the air at the
word. He was a very heavy man, and
when about fathOm from the ground
the rope broke. He fell upon his
knees, but quickly gained his feet, and
rushed off close behind Prince. A score
of rifles were Immediately brought to a
score of shoulders; score of eye, rest
ed along ss many gun barrels; twenty
explosions blending in one ringing re-
port; twenty death dealing tubes flash
ed out their leaden missiles. Ten bull
lets pierced poor Pyne, through and
through; he sprang straight up into the
air, without word, and fell prone up
on the hillside. dead before he reached
the ground.
The mob raised fierce, exulting veil.
Nine of the bullets missed their mark,
owing, probably, to a tree which Prince
was passing at the instant; the twentieth
ball entered the upper muscles of the
left arm. Needless of the pain, the
young man maintained his desperate
flight. A deep ravine nearly q rod in
width, ran along the base of the hill.
The nearest bank was little higher
than the opposite edge. Toward this
chasm the fugitive sped. Reaching the
brink he bounded into the air, and aid
ed by the impetus given him by his
long start, cleared the yawning space
and landed in the midst of a clump of
mansanita bushes, yard beyond the
brink!
A saddled and bridled mustang, the
property of the peoples lawyer" was
hitched close by stake in the road.
10 unhitch, mount, and rush off at full
speed was the work Of q moment.
Away he rushed along the Coloma
road, the greater portion of the mob of
"honest miners" in full chase, yelling
and shouting continuously. Luckily
many minutes slipped away before any
Of his pursuers could secure and mount
their horses.
Prince passed oyer the same ground
he had trodden that morning, riding like
the wind. This brought the fugitive to
the junction Of the bride path and Sac
ramento road whore STOOD old Buck
eyes cabin. Here his horse stumbled,
and Prince, weak from the loss of blood,
was thrown of. Mrs. Phillips, Old
Buckeyes wife, was standing in the
doorway. Prince fell almost at her feet.
She helped him to rise. He was faint
from his bleeding, but unkurt by the
fall. Not strong enough to mount
again, he leaned against the wall of the
cabin, while the reeking mustang took
q roll in the dusty highway, which
damaged the saddle, and then proceed
ed quietly 70 nibble the tender grass by
the road side. ~
The neal est OF the pursuers were Mt
least three miles behind.
"What is the trouble, young man"
the matron asked, in kindly tones.
Prince explained matters briefly.
"There's been big mistake in this
business" she replied, "and 1 reckon
we can satisfy these bloody minded
gentlemen that you didn't steal the ami
mails. anyway"
Mrs. Phillips then seized an old fash.
Toned tin dinner horn and sent out
long, loud blast that filled the air as