The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1878-11-14

UP w having hiiiNh al oAh Nohhoh VI
two, but / forget their names, ol
whether they struggled very hare
when he was choking them"
The pale-faced reporter wrote again
and his notebook read;
"Further horrors s-conductol
stricken with remorse- ! restores
mOney-owns up to murders-sees the
ghosts of his victims around him!
biggest item ever published in a De-
troit paper scoop the Detroit
Free Press stone blind. :"
"Well, we finally pulled out" said
the grim engineer, as he wiped his biz
heated brow on the back of his hand.
81 had a Derringer on one side of me, a
revolver on the other, bowie knife
down behind my coat collar, and big
musket loaded with one hundred and
seventeen buck-shot was strapped on
my back, The fireman had four revol-
and six one-pound cans of nitro-glycer-
inc. We meant to give them the best
we had, you see."
The reporter wrote:
"Revolvers-muskets- Derringers-
nitro-glycerine-all ready--brave as
lions, but modest as school girls. The
plot thickens-full particulars in this
issue--no other Detroit paper has line
of it,"
"We Lit out at speed of forty miles
an hour" the engineer went on, "for
| reasoned that we might as well 60
down with flying colors as to crawl
like snail. We whizzed through cuts
dashed past farm houses, and across
highways, ,and everything was running
finely, when far ahead, in the deep
CLEAN Of the headlight | saw a man OH
the track. The moment had come"
81 see," whispered the reported, as
he seized his pencil again-"rails torn
up-tiends waiting to wash their hands
in blood-horrible massacre of inno-
cent *--devils-! ! =
a-h-h-h ~
81 should have put on all steam and
dashed ahead" resumed the engineer,
"but the fireman entreated me to give
him time to confess that he had been
hiding the Bender family in his front
bedroom, and / slowed down till the
train stopped just where had seen the
crowd. Only one man was now visi-
ble."
"rhe rest were in ambuscadew ~ eX-
claimed the reporter.
81 guess 50. This one man ap-
preached. Had he something in his
hand?"
"Yes, he did-a hand grenada
bombshell !" shouted the listener.
"He came closer and closer, walking
like man who means murder"
"Hold onl" shouted the reporter,
and lie wrote:
Ozark figure came nearer-nearer-
earer-skulking-sliding-murderous
purpose displayed in every move--full
account in this paper-newspaper en-
terprise will tell chance for
graphic writing here-* *-whoop
it up heavy and make the other papers
feel bad !"
"Well, he was finally at the STEP"
said tie engineer. "He looked up; he
raised his right hand. He held some
thing out towards me, and he spoke"
"He did! Great heavens what ter
rible moment! What fiend he was !
He handed you something and spoke" ?"
"Yes, he handed me up flask of
brandy, and he wanted to know. being
that the train had stopped, if / didn't
think that the conductor would let him
ride to the next station, seven miles
ahead, for an old jack-knite and half
bottle of cough medicine! That was
the best brandy l ever tasted, and |
shudder now as | realize how narrowly |
[ missed it !"
els that-allp" asked the reporter,
as his jaw dropped and his ears grew
red.
Eyes, that's all. Seems to me you
can make graphic thing of it--some-
thing to travel all over the country"
Yes ahem-jess So" coughed the
reporter, as he reached for his hat.
"And you'll give me seven copies of
The paper, won't your"
"Seven-yes - seven - just exactly
,even," was the faint reply, as a par
Of boots went down the walk.
For further particulars see "the very
atest edition.