News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1883-11-22
A WESTERN STORY.
A ONE-EYED MANTO THE RESCUE, AND
now DIsGUsTED HE FELT.
How II Party Of Travellers Boosted Of How
They yyouId RcpeI the Attack Of Road
Agents and How They Did Il.

By and by the army officer mentioned
something about road agents, and dl-
rectlv the conversation became interest
ing. Coaches had been stopped ut vari-
GUS points on the line within a week,
and it was pretty generally believed
that q bad gang had descended on the
route and were still ripe for business.
The man with one eye had nothing to
say. Once or twice he raised his head
and that single eye blazed in the dark
ness like a lone star, but not n word os-
capped his mouth. The captain had
said what he would do in case the coach
was halted, and this brought out the
others. It was firmly decided to fight.
The passengers had money to fight Tor
and weapons to fight with.
| The man with one eye said nothing.
At such a time and under such circum-
stances there could be but one intorpre-
tation of such conduct.
"a coward has no business travelling
this route" said the captain in voice
which every man could hear.
The stranger started up, and that eye
Of his seemed to shower sparks Of fire,
but after moment, he fell back again
without having replied.
If he wasn't chicken hearted, why
didn't he show his colors? ? If he intend
ed to fight where were his weapons? He
had no Winchester, and so far as any
one had seen as he entered the coach,
he was without revolvers. Everybody
felt contempt for man who calculated
to hold up his hands at the order. and
permit himself to be quickly despoiled.
"Pop pop halt"
The passengers were doing as the
salute of the road agents reached their
ears. The coach was halted in o way to
tumble everybody together, and legs
and bodies were still tangled up when a
voice at the door of the coach called
out:
"NO nonsense now! You gentlemen
climb right down here and up with your
hands The first man who kicks on
me will get bullet through his head y
We had agreed to fight. The captain
had agreed to lead us. We were listen
ing for his yell Of defiance and the click
Of his revolver when he stepped down
and out as humbly as you please. The
sutler had been aching to chew up
dozen road agents, and now he was the
second man out. The surveyor had in
timated that he never passed over the
route without killing at least three high
waymen, but this OCCASION was to be an
exception. In three minutes the five
Of us were down and in line and hands
up and the road agent had said:
straight matter of business First
one who drops his hands won't ever
know what hurt him p
Where was the man with one eye?
The robber appeared to believe that we
were all out, and he was just approach
ing the head of the line to begin his
work when q dark form dropped ont of
the coach, there was yell as if from a
wounded tiger, and revolver began to
crack. The robber went down at the
first pop. His partner was just coming
around the rear of the coach. He was
a game man. He knew what had hap
pencd, but he was coming to the rescue.
Popl pop popI went tho revolverH,
their Nnshcs lighting mp the night until
we could soc tho driv"r in his sent.
1t didn't tslSo tv.cuty a,c"uAH- ono
Of tho robbers lay dead in front of us
the other under the coach, while the
bod lock cut from
Iad moved
q. ..... .. ....It F-g row
4,.s-..,.. .... after tho Inst
the stranger turned to us ana rel4ariso,t
in a quiet, cutting manner:
"Gentlemen, ye can drop yer hands
We, dropped. We undertook to thank
him. and we wanted to shake hands, and
somebody suggested shake-purse tor
his benefit, but he motioned rs into the
coach, banged the door after u.s. ana
climbed up to a seat beside the driver,
H;s contempt for such n crowd could not
he measured. d.--DetroH Free Press.