The daily Cairo bulletin., 1883-01-14

Lee there
"Why, yes, they went for the seasons
first sleigh-ride,' replied the Judge.
"But what under the sun ails you,
Grcy?n
"Only this" Lester replied, quite
calmly. Marshall has robbed the bank
and fled"
Good lIcaycn Maudm
'Do not fear for her, Judge Lee!
will save her from him, # it takes nv
life Did they 60 toward Terryville?n
"Yes, they took the direct road Grey,
what shall we do? Oh, Maud, my poor
little girln moancd Mrs. Lee.
II will bring her back" the young
fellow said again, decidedly. You will
do what you can, will you not, Judge
Lee, while ! am gomez
Without another word he left them.
and sprnug to hrhaudSomc black horse
that he had left outside, the ncctest
horse in the county.
ut is life or death, he muttcrcd dog
gCdiy, rs he struck the spurs into Whirl-
winds ilanks.
Yes, life or death, for the sake of the
good old Judge, who had helped him
along 80 kindly every since, ten years
before he WAS left pcnnless orphan.
Even il hc had no thought of Maud her
sell, hc must save her for her father
sake.
What he had told them was all too
true: Philip Marshall bad been conii>cat-
ing ml.. sum, for his private use for
some Time. and at last he had taken
almost all lhc money that the little bank
contained, and fled with Maud Lee, rs
became painfully evident,
Perhaps Grey thought, as Whirl-
wind dashed along the snowy road,
perhaps she went from choice, who can
tell; and be used spur, so ycngefully
that Wbirl"iud wa, quite equal to his
Deur for come moments.
On, ON, the sllvcry moon smiling up
on horse and rider. they went, Grey 8
heart tortured with the thought that
they would be too late On-os on,
would they ever reach Terryyille, the
nearest station from which train to
Boston could be- rcachcd2 And if the
train were gone! Only one train that
night, Grey well knew, but could they
get there in time?
Thank God" he calculated, and
Whirlwiud gave a loud winny ofdclight,
as they dashed in sight of the station.
In few seconds Lester sprang from
the horses back and hurried into the
warm, lighted passcngcr.room Two fig
urcs were pushed hastily through the door
that led to the train, but our hero was
held back; the whistle blew, and the
train started on its way.
Maud" he groaned, Then thought
struck him. Whirlwind had come but
five miles, and he could go twenty-five
ON a trot and rs Churley, the next
station. was twenty miles Off by taking
the short route they might reach ii be-
fore the tram
Grey dashed out again, but stopped a
second to pick up something that lay
upon the sidewalk, and made his heart
beat quickly Only q little red velvet
cap He mounted, aud was oli again
like the wind.
Over the short route stretched 4
treachcrous old bridge, even worse than
the railroad bridge, half mile up the
river, aud that was 4 disgrace to the
company, The river was frightfully
swollen, but they must get across
Whirlwnd stepped cautiously on the
plankS, and went but little way, when
he suddenly reared and snorted defiant
ly, The bridge was broken, and only
black, angry waters lay before them.
"Ou, WhIrlwind, on cried Lester
I'VE must crossm
One moment the horse heSitated, then
jumped into the waterand swan brave
" through it.
Merciful Heaven, the bridge was crush
ed and fallen, and the train nearly due!
Only one thing could be done. He turn
ed the struggling horses head toward
the shore they had just left, but lower
down, nearer the railroad bridge.
On came the train, But Whirlwind
and Grey stood on the track before it,
the latter waving a dear little red cap,
that saved its owner, and many Others,
from terrible death; for the train stop
ped when but yard away from the
brave horse and his brave rider,
In the confusion that followed, Grey
managed to find Maud, who, distressed
and hysterical, still looked lovely, with
an old gold silk kerchief tied over her
brown curls.
ooh, Grey, | am SO frightenedH she
cried, when she saw him. II heard
Whirlwind whinny as Phil took me in
the station; knew it was you, so Just
threw off my cap to you! Oh, Grey,
Phil was stealing meH'
II know, darling" he answered, ere
the grateful people crowded around
him; Phil Marshall was gone, where, no
one knew. The heroes, Grey Lester
and Whirlwind, we're taken to the near
est house, where both received the
warmest attentions
A telegram was sent to Judge Lee,
who arrived early next morning with his
wife, to find Whirlwipd enjoying the
usual luxury of eating his oats by the
fire in the kitchen; while Grey, pale and
worn, but very happy, enjoyed the equal
ly unusual luxury OF Maud's entire at
tention.
"Well, well, well! Grey, you are
brickw cried the Judge, wiping his
eyes, after the entire story was told to
him. "YOu did save MaudN