The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1883-11-30


ror, which was feebly echoed by Mr..
Smith.
In obedience TO gruff command,
Macarthur handed his revolvers to the
smaller of the two road-agents, who,
seeming to be assured that no weapons
were worn by any others of the party,
caused us to aGght.
Ned and myself submitted to be
searched with the calmness of despair.
We had about hundred and fifty
sovereigns between us, and bill of ex-
change on a bank in Cape Town, which
the tall robber took from us, while his
companion, with cooked hat and pre-
sented~ife, did the intimidatng. Nc
Arthur alternately rayed and swore, as
he was relieved of his belt. The little
man wrung his hands and raised his
voice in meek supplication, while his
specialized eyes were fixed, as though in
sort of fascination, upon the ruffian
who held the presented rifle.
"Now, then, gig-lamps, what have
yo~ got about YOUR was the jocose
query.
And little Mr.. Smith piteously en-
treated that the muzzle of the loaded
rifle be turned aside from bis affrighted
face
at might 90 off, " he said, in tremu-
lous tones, land it makes me so nerv-
Gus to have a deadly weapon pointed at
me. DO, please, take it awayt'
With a hoarse laugh the road agent
tossed his rifle into the hollow of his
arm.
"All right, my little man!'' he said,
carelessly. Go ahead, BILL
This to his companion who ap-
preached Smith for the purpose of
searching him.
Then there was transformation
scene, indeed. The small man straight.
ened up like lightning, and with quick
ness that seemed almost incredible,
showing his hands in the side pockets of
his linen coat, he drew them out with q
cooked revolver in each.
Crack! and the shorter ruffian stag
gered and fell, shot through the heart.
Crack! and his astonished companion.
with yell of mingled pain and rage,
sprahg for his rifle, which lay beside
him on the ground; but he was too late.
Before his fingers closed upon its
shining barrel he tumbled forward to
Fthe earth with a ball through his brain.
The whole affair was over in ten sec
onds. Mr.. Smith repocketed his pis-
tolls, and taking off his spectacles re-
garded our astonished faces with a
benevolent smile.
deadly weapons come handy some
times, after all, gentlemen he re-
marked.
And | noticed q curious change in
his voice and manner So, too, die
Macarthur, who stood for a moment
looking at him with seeming perplex-
ity in the midst of his evident stupe-
faction.
Meanwhile, Ned, who was of q
practical turn, began taking from the
capacious pockets of the taller of the
two outlaws the valuables and money
of which our little company had been
despoiled, at the eager suggestion of
the two diamond brokers, who had been
literally paralyzed with terror during
the entire scene through which we hass
passed, both of them having been re
lieyed of large amounts.
Of course they insisted upon receiv-
ing their own property first. Then
came ours. And, at the same time,
from a bit of wash-leather in the same
pocket rolled a diamond, of such pc
culiar shape, size and color-for it was
one OF those rare gems, a perfect rose
diamond-that both Ned and myself
uttered simultaneous cry of astonish-
ment and delight, as well we might, for
1t was our stolen diamond!
''You are in luck, gentlemen, y
quietly remarked Mr.. Smith, who had
been Watching the whole procedure.
while Macarthur stood looking on with
covetous eyes. Il see that this is the
stone that you had stolen from you in
camp some days since. | had glimpse
fit the morning Mr.. Girard here
nodding at Ned-''was showing it to
Jacobs, the broker, on the corner of
Krall street. should know it among a
thousand. =
Macarthur, who, with his recovered
revolVers, which he had buckled on.
had assumed his usual air of braggado-
cic, was heard to express considerable
dissatisfaction.
One diamond is like another!" he
growled.
Aad his idea was that under the cir
cumstances the whole had sort of
common interest in this one, to which
the brokers gave ready assent.
I'D ike to see any one try to take
IT'LL said Ned, with a dangerous CLEAN
in his eyes.
And little Mr.. Smith, nodding APP
provingly, removed from the dead
mans body the money-belt of which
Mr.. Macarthur had been deprived.
But instead of handing it to that
gentleman, he buckled 1t about his own
waist, with an agreeable smile.
"What the deuce does this mean?n
yelled Macarthur, whose face was pur-
pie with rage, when, no less to his own
than to gu: own establishment, his arms
were pinicned by the little colporteur,
who seemed to have the strength OF
two ordinary men. And in another in
! slant his wrists were adorned with a
pair Of shining steel handouts.
"lt's no USE kicking, William, =
quietly remarked his captor, removing
a faded flaxen wig from his own head
and exposing to view short crop of
stubby black hair. 81 didn's mean to
have pulled you till we got to Yelling
ton, but this little affair has, so to
speak, precipitsted matters little
And after we we're all again en- route,
having left word at the next station as
to the disposition of the outlaws bodies,
the pseudo Mr.. Smith informed us that
the scowling prisoner on the seat oppo-
sitS who was kept in bounds by the
sight of a cooked revolver in the capt
or's hands, was one William Hardy,
with dozen aliases. whom he -Denni-
son Hunt, the then best known detect-
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