The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1880-07-15
"None of the family seconded m,

dAIly aS Olu WHICH, dCCepGSu as
another sign of encouragement) all
the rest attributing it to my dislike
of the Mongolians as a race.
"One quiet night 1 had retired to
my room IN the second story, and
lay thinking of the happy possibili-
" of Blanche Standiford returning
the love 1 felt for her. when my at
tention was attracted by the rat
Ting of hall window. There was
not a breath of air stirring to pro-
duce such a sound, and l was about
rising to ascertain the cause, when
it ceased, and window on the next
floor began to rattle. Then /
caught the meaning of it. Some
one was telegraphing with the
sashes.
Il listened and presently the sec
ond story window telegraphetl:
Everything quiet up there,
BobY
"'Quiet as a stiff. Old one blow
ing his horn. How is the yunker
down there? answered the upstairs
window.
"'All quiet on the Potomac. Are
YOU ready? asked the stair
window.
Not quite yet. When 1 write
Co. then do your best. Dead men
tell no tales. AS soon as you fin
ish your man come up here and
help me with the women
nnV old clara oAoah
bers at work again no doubt. How
they had gained access to the
house l was at loss to account;
for it was guarded by a burglar
alarm and a watch h-dog. Arising
and partly dressing, l took my re-
volver, and, stepping softly out in
the hall, approached the window,
where l found All Lee standing.
"'What are you doing hereY" 1
demanded. Come TO lookee see.
Think heah some mans hoppee out
the window said he, blandly.
"'Well, >" said L "'you go down
stairs and fetch me glass of wa
ter and a lemon to my room
"'All litel, mi will said Ah Lee,
as he glided down the stairway.
As soon as he was out of hearing,
l took hold of the window and tele
graphed;
"'Yunker is awake and coming
upstairs. Go hide in the hall
closet till he comes back
"'All right answered the up
stairs window.
''Then l went upstairs softly in
my stocking feet, and softly turned
the key in the hall closet, after
which | telegraphed with the up
stairs window:
Keep quiet down there. Yunker
is up here talking to old one. Hide
in the library till he comes back
and goes to bed.'
"'Does he suspect anythingr
came back from down stairs.
"'No,' answered. He is telling
the one he is going to Frisco early
in the morning. Hide Heis COM
ing down stairs
"'All right came back, and
arousing Mr.. Stamford, l told him
how matters stood, and we descend
ed down stairs and turned the key
in the library door. The Desperate
heard the click of the lock, and, be-
coming frightened, raised the win
dow to jump out; but ! leaned out
of the hall window and ordered him
back. For an answer he turned
and fired at me, the ball grazing my
cheek and Sitting my ear"
Here the narrator pointed to a
long scar on his left cheek and his
cut ear, and confined:
"The next moment | fired, and
the villain fell headlong into the
garden. We then returned upstairs
and secured All Wing from whom
we stripped the paint and other dis
guises, revealing one of the stage |
coach robbers. All Lee, whom we
found in the garden, dead, proved |
to be the other one.
"The ladies now made their APP
terribly frightened, and |
ere an explanation could be given |
Blanche rushed to me, her face pale
with fear, and, catching me by the
arm, cried:
"'Oh, Charlesl are you hurtP.
"Only a scratch, Blanche l said |
in low tone, but she did not hear
me, for she had faiRted in my arms.
''The next day we notified the au
thorities, to whom we delivered Our
prisoner, and gave bonds for our
in regard to the killing, !
from which the coroner's jury ex-
onerated us by verdict of justifi- |
able homiCide.'
"It was nearly noon before /
again saw Blanche, and then she |
tried to avoid me; but, drawing her
arm in mine, l led her to a pretty |
summer house and said:
Blanche, 1 love you. Do you |
love me in returnp
"She hid her face against my
breast and whispered:
"'Oh SO muchp
"Three months afterward we were
married, and l never hear a window
rattle without thinking the warning
it twice gave ne being the means
of saving a number of lives and |
gaining me a lovely and loving
wife.
This, gentleman, is a true story, |
and you can repeat it as such with
out fear, for the names have given |
you are fictitious, it being not nee
essary to give the true names"
Such was my fellow passengers
story. Half an hour later we part
ed, each going his own way. We
have never met since, but being re-
minded OF his story by a rattling
window / have endeavored to give
his story just as he told it, names
and all.