The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1881-07-02

cruel villain has killed heTE"
As soon rs Bowles fred the pis-
tol, he darted quickly through q
side door, and ran rapidly toward
the front end of the boat, evident
ly intending to zap into the river
and effect his escape by swimming
to the shore.
When Wailingford made the
startling discovery that it was Miss
Bramlett's blood that spurted
against his breast, thoughts of re
venge instantly filed his mind.
Gently laying the bleeding girl on
q sofa, he dashed through the sa-
loon, reaching the head ofthe stairs
that led from the middle to the
lower deck, just as Bowles arrived
on the lower floor. Making a ire
mendous spring, he leaped down
in season to catch the fugitive be-
fore he had time to leap over
board,
As soon as Wallingford leape1
on the lower deck, he seized hold
of the sleeve of Bowles' coat, and
called the deck hands to assist in
arresting the murderer. A stall
wart Irishman hurried forward in
tending to render the aid, but
Bowlee, who still held the pistol in
his hand, leveled it at the mans
head and fred. The bullet grazed
the Irithman's temple, knocking
him down, which induced the other
deck hands to believe that their
comrade was killed; consequently
they all beat a precipitate retreat,
leaving Wallingford to fight it out
alOne.
Bowles knew that HE only
chance to effect his escape was to
disable his adversary and leap into
the river before assistance could
come from the saloon; hence he at
tempted to shoot Wallingford,
which he would have succeeded in
doing, but his hand was knocked
up just as his finger touched the
trigger, which caused the ball to
fly harmless overhead.
The instant BOwles succeeded in
disengaging himself from Walling-
ford's grasp, and just as Demar
reached the floor, the fugitive leap,
ed into the river and began to
swim toward the shore, leaving the
pistol on the floor. WalliAgford
seized the pistol and commenced
firing at Bow!ea, who kept diving
under the water in order to dodge
the bullets which were whistling in
close proximity to his head.
The "White Rose" ct that time
was running close to the shore.
BOwleS was an expert swimmer,
and it was very plain that, unless
prevented, he would easily effect
his escape. He had reached a
point at least thirty yards from the
boat before Wallingford became
convinced that all of his shots had
missed his man. Throwing off his
coat and boots, still holding the
pistol in his hand, Wallingford
plunged into the ~wateryand set out
in pursuit of the escaping out
law.
"Turn her head in toward the
shore, Mr.. Haliman-as quick as
you CAM" cried Captain Quitman,
who stood on the hurricane deck;
''dOn't lose a minute; that foolish
boy will be drowned if he attacks
that hugh villain in the water."'
at is somewhat dangerous, cap.
tain, to attempt TO land her here"
replied Mr.. Haliman, 1--WE might
get her aground"
"Let her go aground, Mr.. Hall
man; | had rather sink her than to
see that boy drowned by such a
monster as Bowles. Go ahead on
the starboard. and hold steady on
the larbOari; point herhead toward
that tall Tree yonder, and stick her
nozzle in that sand
quick, Mr.. Haliman!"
After Demar had done all he
could to dlssuade the rash young
man from yenturing to tackle such
a giant while IN the water, and be.
ing unable to recall him, he threw
off his coat and plunged into the
determined to save the life Of
his klpsman, or perish with him.
The passengers crowded the hur-
ricane deck and watched the ap-
preaching struggle with brealhless
anxiety.
Wallingford continued to gain
on his hunted foe, while thoughts
III revenge crowded all prudence or
fear from his breast. He was think
ing cf The Elood that had spouted
HE 81 #H4H. -