The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1879-12-10
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1. ~ -fVN'i SY3St sitoulh bc x bVVo tliIlN
.totake him iinawares .
No. said my host hom they
called Bat. sIt's too soon; an hour
from now willNbe time enough. No
'nsestolhurry aboutsuch things. And,
by The yay,'a good pun at the. whis-
key bettles will make our. nerves
steadier. Fam more nervous than 4
used to be: The time wass when 2
could slita windpipe with as Little
fcoling as I'd light my pipe now
That was in The time Of Dan Baxter.
He was d hard 'un. He would shoot
d man as COOL i as he would a part
ridge, But pocA old Dan has gone
.sp-or d6wpz + puzzles n,e - lIi|osl
'wtifth 81 Il shddnt been Tor me AZ
would have finished little Rose"
Said Nat
"ETow did you come by the girl,
anyhow? | would like to hear that
story"
aYes, said Jack, while we are
waiting tell us about that. am go
ing to have her for wife one Of these
days, and would like to hear about
herr
"IIal hal said Nat. aHow do you
know you'll get her? ! have just as
good right to her as you have. j
tell you | won't stand it!''
They spoke louder, and Bat stop,
ped their wrangling by telling them
that the first one that gave him five
hundred dollars should have the girl.
They did not demur at this, but
urged Bat on to tell the story.
swell" !" said Bat, (and he took an.
other pull at the whiskey) sit just
thirteen years last month since Dan
Baxter brought a man and wife and
little child tohis house. They came
from France tothe States, and hearing
ofa relative in Montreal they came on
this way. Dan run q kind of pri-
yate stage just as | do now. They
were nice looking folks, and just wor-
shipped each other. They were
wealthy people, too, and it always
was a mystery to me why we did not
find more money. .0nethousand dol.
lars was all we could find. They
had good clothes and some jewelry.
but we we're, disappointed.at the
small amount Of money and, us .tak,
fhgsso much FISK 1fhey We're yery
fond of Their little, Rosamond, as they
.called,her; l call herRose..
awe put them in the garret to
sleep. In them days ! had old, Polly
tas to things. Theyswent to bed
as easy in their minds as two chill.
dren, little knowing how soon they
would be hurried out of this, world
into the other-,if there is one, which
| must doubt. But to make long
story short, between twelve and one
o'clock Dan and | stole upstairs, and
were soon bending over our. victims.
The man moved. He threw his
arm up over his. head, leaving his
heart exposed. livery quickly
buried my knife in his side.
He never woke up, only groaned
once and all was over. This
awakened his wife. She started up
in the bed clasping her child to her
heart, and begged pitifdlly for the
child's sake and her own. l hesita,
ted, she looked at me SO. But Dan,
never flinching, drew his knife
across her white throat. She i'm
mediatcly fell back upon her pillow
In few seconds all was over The
little girl reached out her arms to me
as if l afraid of Dan. l took her up.
but he wanted to finish her, too !
said no. "She shall live, even if she
hangs me, for it." 1t Is strange, but
| love the girl as if ! was her father
| don't know why, but Iknowit's so.'
At this moment | heard the bar
push from the wooden shutter. Nov
ing cautiously to the opening, ]
found Rose there, standing on lad
der. She babe me descend as noise.
lesslv as | could. Closing the win.
dow after me, | removed the ladder
and followed my guide up the road a
short distance, where l found that
she had brought two horses. She
babe me hasten.
81 am going with you," said she.
We were soon both in the saddle