The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1882-10-26
BROoKHAVEN MISS. THU RsDAY. OCTOBER 26 1889.

our intention, and gone BY another
route, xhsn I became awsle of the ap-
proach a solitary psdeatsian. Al he
came nearer, I nm ovsr - description
d ths man I wsntpd d-x)ich / had
learnsd ~ hsars - at 1ss concluded
thst This - - idivid1al He vas q
tall. powerfsl, uaeom1e oniuing-looking
Sellow u sbont hve md in4y, muscular
enough - hAvs Hlisd - = and thrown
ne or The hsides into she shining
wsssr bsnsa1h ! conns1sed 10 walk
ovsr ths bsidss = ~ - approached
it-pea1sd him slowiy, - felt sure ii
vas the man.
Altar going two Or tAfse yards, /
turned baok. Hearing ny step, the
purloinsr Of stAts docusents turned
round.
aWell, maAs, vhat i NJ.
Can yoa obliss - With pipe Of
,baccy1. I asked
"Oh / yes 4 hsnding nsIhis pouch.
"What are you dang ahost hers! You
don't box over-brisk. Beokes
Pretty nearly, / rsplied
New arrival, 7 suppcs 5
!" Almost.
"Ahl there are too many Carpet
knights flooding Melbourne. Come out
expecting 70 make pile, got dissp-
pointed, and don't like tc work for your
grub, ehf Put . SCREW Of tobacco in
your pocket-you'n find it pleasant COM
pany on the road"
nearly emptied the pouch and
handed it back /; and, y the owner put
out his hand Tor ii, I slipped my foot b.
hind his heel and pushed him. He
tripped and fell splendidly. was prst-
ty quick in wrestling, and I took hDld q
the mans throat with my left hand, put
my knees on his chest and with my
right hand felt IN the breast-pocket Of
his coat. He struggled violently, but
thought I should succeed. I got ny
hand on some papers but, q was
drawing them from the pooket, The
ruffian got hold Of my right knee cap
with his left hand, and gave it sueh = tar
rible wrench that I believed he had dis
located the joint Then feeling my hold
relax, he suddenly hoisted himself with
his right hand, rprang up. caught hold Il
my wrists, and hurried me to the bridge.
Holding me thus in an iron grip. and
glazing fercely at me, he said:
~ see your game there's only one
way Of dealing with the police. Dead
men tell no tales; so over you're going
youngster."
Suiting his action to the word he re-
leased my hands, and in the same in
slant grasped me firmly and hoisted me-.
My last chance seemed to lie in an
old twist I had learned st college. A.
the man raised me. / placed my feet on
the brickwork Of the bridge, pushed
myself buck with all my strength,
jerked . little forward, lowered my
head, and then fairly twisted under my
captor's arm from right 10 left Ny
school experience had saved my hfs |;
for the man let 60 ais hold with . CRY
Of pain, and quick a. thought I sprans
npen him. .
"It's all right, old fellow, take the
papers and read them"
But in the mad excitement Of the mo
ment, and remembering my reision, I
thought this surrender was on.y o ruse
on the part Of the ruffian. He sat down
on the road in themost undignifed fash
ion and handed me the papers. The first
one that met my gaze was headed piece
of police-ofice paper, on which was
written: "This is your test for entering
the force;" and was signed by the Super
intendent.
"Well, young man, "said mine enemy,
"you have passed the last exsm.--with
honors. You have nearly broken my
wrist. But my horse is at the first road
side hotel. II youth come with me III
have drink with you, and get some cold
lotion for this sprain. I believe il will
be case Of splints aad sick leave /: but
you have done your work well. Bother
the arm--how it achesr' $50 did my
knee.)
| The report was satisfactory, and Twas
| appointed perman sntly. Mr.. Superin-
tendent's test caused me to be sent on
various duties which led me into many
rough experiences; but I never believed
Ilmysef to be SO near death as when Iwal
deciding my future with my superior
officer. Journal.