The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1880-07-16

alert energy which is manifest to-day.
The news of the attempted stagezrobbery
went backward to the principal mining
town nearest to which it occurred, and
thence, being published in the daily town
paper in full, found its way, rs briet
estate Item,'' into the city Journals.
No whisper of Norman's war with the
robbers had yet found its way into the
Holten house but, during the late evcH-
ing conversation la st above related as
occurring between Miss Judith and Miss
Alice, Colonel TIolten came in with his
country mail, as it was his custom to keep
himself posted on matters throughont the
State, and sat down to take his comfort
in quiet glance at the general outlook.
He read away quietly enough, opening
paper after paper, ripping off the wrappers
with his thumb, till at length he began
series of exc!amations. such as, 'tWell. I
declare - ''Well done! - Good boy ~
''Served 'em right 70 and SO on, Until his
wife. catching the excitement, asked:
''What is the matter, my dear Is
there break in stocks ?''
''No, my dear. Listen.' Then he
read it carefully, In good style. for he was
thoroughly walked up to its merits, while
his wife, in her turn, applauded with
astonished exclamations.
~ must take it right straight 10 :he
girls" said Mrs. Holten, gasping the
paper, and passing to the door.
Tell them not to lose that paper" the
Colonel called after her as she passrd out.
Mrs. Holten carried the paper tc her
daughters apartments, and finding tho
young ladies not yet gone to bed, handed
it in at the door, saying:
Here's news for you, girls" and
straightway returned to her husband.
Read it Alice,'' requested Miss Judith.
giving it to her friend, who sat hait-buried
in a softly-cushioned chair and Miss
Alice read as follows
1.-THE ROBBER FOILED!
THE vILLAINoUs 'CocHo PIZAN' PROB
ABLY KILLED BY YOUNG MAYDoLE."
Having read the display lines at the
head of the article. she laid the hand which
held the paper down i'll her lap, and look
ed at her companion.
Read on said Judith. ''and let Us
II imagine he is a corpse. Didn't you
hear him, at the breakfast table, admit
that he was crack shot, as they call it pr
II don't remenber-read on.''
Miss Alice looked Mt her friend again,
and then read
1.-The stage from this place was waylaid
Oh Monday torenooh. at Buckeye Canon.
by three masked men, heavily armed with
double-barreled shot-guns and revolvers.
Curly Reese. the driver. says that the
robbers leaped into the roa'l. stopped the
team. and commanded Norman Maydole,
,Jr. (son of our worthy County Clerk, the
cnly outside passenger, to throw up his
hands. MaydoIe did not throw up his
hands worth a cent but on the contrary.
drew his pistol and dropped tie captain of
the gang Mt the first fire. then continued
to fire upon the other two. while he, Cur
ly, piled the lash to his horses, and drove
ont OF range. He further states that the
whole thing did not last a minute. and
notorious Cocho Pizan'-is dead and he
thinks also one OF the other robbers Is as
good as dead. This statement is confirm
ed by other reports from down the road.
Curly exhibits his hat perforated by q
ball ; also. the ball-holes in his coach, and
states that Young Maydole is wounded In
one of his shoulders. but not seriously.
Norman Maydole. Jr.. is a most woF-
thy young man pupil. friend and prOtege
of the late lamented and admirable Judge
Clayton. If he has killed the famous and
infamous 'Cocho, he has done the State 8
service, and set our people an example,
which, if followed up, would make of
stage rsbbIng lost art. The stage and
express companies should make to the
young man. and also to the driver, some
fitting testimonials of esteem and admira-
ton for their gallant conduct.
''LATER.-CochO PiZan' is undoubtedly
dead /; which fact proves the wisdom OF
the colored ianitOr of the Courthouse, at
tins place. who said. when the rumor was
first heard +: 'Yo' bet yo' life, eff Naw-
man pinted loaded pistol at man. and
fired hit off, dat mans dead-er mighty
SICK :"
Then Miss Alice laid her hands and the
newspaper in her lap, and. leaning back
in the luxurious chair. looked at Miss Ju-
dith whose eyes were brilliant and steady.
~ think his conduct is as modest and
heroic as any I ever heard of-these sever
al days lie is in this house talking about
his home and the mountains, and yet nev-
er to mention one word about an action SO
gallant and so very recent. 1t almost
seems that he has kept il back for dramatic
effect''
''Oh, no. think not, = said Miss Alice,
in a weary sort of manner, still leaning
back in her chair 81 suppose if we had
known enough to lead the conversation in
that direction, he would have talked Of it.''
'Would you not have spoken OF It
among your earliest words, II you had
been in his place ?''
1.-The question is not to be asked me
the conditions are impossible. He does
not think of it as we 90. TO him it is but
the firing off of gun, 20 which he Is ac-
customed as to the swapping OF ones ffiI-
gers a little noise and 'racket-tiiat's all
1t is to him.
''But you forget that he is wounded.
and has been wounded while we were
talking to him all these days. 1t does nOe
seem real. It tloesn't seem possible that
such man could be so near. and yet look
so little and SO unlike what he is.
..He is larger than Napoleon Bonaparte.
than General Phil. Sheridan. or than many
other men who llave cast long shadows
across the world .
..Alice. it don't seem to me we have
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