The Harrison times. (Harrison, Boone Co., Ark) 1876-1938, 1883-07-21
A REMARKABLE TRIAL.
A Story Founded on Actual
Occurrences.
CHAPTER XIII.

/ THE TIGER.
Gipsy Jack Grabbed Joe, the spi-
der, and Tom Black, held q confer
eneo over their III luck in failing to
get away with their booty.
The Spider growled and snapped
yiciously all the next day.
"Wo'u hayeto 60 in hiding, Joo,"
grumblod Jack, cor tho copa'lI"
ketch ua, and send us up for five
years. How the ID did yer wake
ON, Tom ?"
Tom pretended intense astonish.
mont.
"Nake EN- he exclaimed. "Why,
mates, they was only shamming
sleepl That piece o glass as fell
from the winder they must have
heorod, because aforo | blow out the
light | looked to see if they was
asleep, an both peppers OF ON was
|
closed sound as drums. One O. the
beauties snored she was so soggy.
Bat soon as the gas was out-thun-
der, young lions couldn't made such
u howlln' time Of it Jest got and
dusted. There was men there
we'd got iossy if we hadn't skipped
as we did"
But tho pals were not satisfied.
Their i'll humor was not not to be
appeasod.
"Nevor had to leg it afore p
growIed the Spider.
81 think as how we could have
brought the swag away" said Jack,
decidedly.
Tom Black looked aghast.
"Wby, matos. do yer suppose Il
dowy cove like me would run away
from a shadder3 Thore WASN'T any
show. If we'd took the hoavy bag,
we couldn't got along no how we'd
been uabbed. | wasn't waitin', oh,
no p
aye was gone doosod long time
afore the screams commenced, and
yetye didn't git anything" snap
ped Grabbed Joe.
abe careful SpiIor" rotorted
Tom. "Don't ye aggrawate me, or
III crawl down yer throat. The
captain made me boss of the job,
and you've got to mind me. If you
wasn't cripple, I'd thump yer two
eyes into one! Mustn't any Of you
try to come it over me. If you do,
you'll find the bull dog'Il take a
nip, jolly as he is."
Fright mate !" assented Jack
elbow me if you amt i The cap,
will be rantin' crazy, but you know
how to get us out Of this ecrapo."
Gypsy Jack invariably sided with
the good humorod Tom when it
camo to q bloodlegs passage at arms;
Jack had great respect for the
stronger side.
At this junoturo, tho rod-nosed
proprietor Of the "Travoler's Rost"
bockonod Jack.
"a young snob-maybo dotoc-
tivo-havo boon AKIN after tho
boss" SAID he, as Jack joined him,
"Ho's Horo again. There he is"
Indicating by jerk of his thumb
over his shoulder young man
standing near tho filthy bar.
The young "snob" was no loss
q person than George Newton, tho
his dress came far short of being
fashionable, and in its shabby,
0 slovonly appearance portrayed the
. beggar.
"Umph " gruntod Jack. "Ho's
IN the wrong place, il he's layin' fol
tho captain" Upon reaching his
side, ho touched Newton on tho
shoulder to attract his attention
and inquired his business.
Jared Clark had left his addros,
. with his dupe, bidding him seek hin
Q there so soon as be should have
r raised the amount OF his indebted
q ness.
Circumstances had lod him t.
= como without the money.
He gave Jack evidence Of his goot
will q, and was accordingly wei
, coined.
"Tho captaiR told us you'd b.
lookin' for him." said Jack as ht
y reseated himself and made room q
u tho dIlapidatod table.
To his friends, George woul,
have been pitiable sight.
t HIS eyes were sunken, his feat