West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1878-11-23
kINGWOOD PRESTON COUNTY,WvA. SATURDAY. NOVEMBER %

masked face above me, and n white hand
pressing something 10 my mouth and
noStrilS which had decided odor ol
chlorolorm.
The sun was high when picked NV.
self up and gazed in wonder around
slowly, and one by one, recalled the
incidents of the preceding day. but
could not understand how had arrived
at this spot, for indeed C-yillc WAS in
/ plain sight, and my mustang was nick
/ etcd near by. Nv arm, panied me n
/ little, and that called tu mind the lariot
that had been wrapped around them.
\ and then / remembered being pulled
/ from my horse and robbed-as | sun.
/ posed. But strange though it appeared
/ my morse, my revOlvers, aud the several
! sIugs which were in my pocket. were all
/ intact. | approached my horse to mount.
| but, TO my surprise aud horror. my sad.
/ dle-baCS were gone.
/ That night, as ] was sitting sorrow.
/ fully I'm my cabin, there came a knock
at my door, and upon opening il one of
the party entered.
" Halo he exclaimed, "beard Won
got lariated last night" He then went
ON and told me wha the party had ac-
complshed, and TO my amaZement |
found that they had been To exactly Tho
some place ! had He described min.
utely the trail, tho house, the barn. and
every thing on the premises but ="
SAID he, there wasn't soul there"
What. ! exclaimed, "no one there"
No. he replied; then very signi6-
cantiy; They must have got wind
that we was comm for things looked
mighty like as If they'd Just cleared out. 4"
] felt sick
no do YOU suppose lived there p"
asked, with sinking heart
why, Morengo, of course" was the
confident answer.
What proof did YOU find" asked
quickly, grasping at the straw.
Well, said he, we found about a
dozen mail bags, and as many broken
express boxes in the barn Isn't that
proof enough Y'
thought was dreaming; could
not speak.
Another knock at the door reused me
somewhat, and another of the party en-
tered and said the agent would like TO
see me. fastened TO the stage office.
where the remainder of the party were
assembled. Not word of greeting did
receive from one of them as entered.
The agent was the first TO speak.
/ believe you said YOU lost your sad
die bags yesterday"
Yes" | replied
Well, the boys found pair about
three miles this side Of Morengo's. Are
these yours he asked, holding them up.
Iseized them, plunged my hands into
the pockets. The note was gone.
Then said the agent, while his and the
eyes OF the whole party were fixed upon
me:
81; this yours?" holding up an un-
sealed note.
" Yes" said J. and, in a rage. de.
manded: Who opened this notc :"
Nobody" said one of the party.
'twa mt sealed"
Iunfolded it quickly, and read these
words traced in the same matchless
hand that the stanzas | bad read tho
previous day were:
Compliments OF Juanito Morengo."
As the agent saw the different ex-
pre- sions OF my face. he said
This is very remarkable"
/ Cazed blankiy nt the sheet; again
were the incidcntsof the previous day re-
called; ] remembered with vivid dis
unctness the fathers remark Of his
daughters proficiency in the use Of the
!ariat; i remembered the soft white
hand that had touched my face ~ in
hailed the fumes Of the opiate / thought
OF the deserted house, the mail bags, the
express boxes. My eyes grew dim my
knees shook my heart seemed 10 be
forcing itself up into my throat; ! was
suiiocating 1T was all plain now. Yet.
rs } staggered out into thelopen air ]
repeated the words the agent had
uttered
" Hes,-it-is--yery-remarkable