The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1883-05-01
couple of derringer, cooked aud pre-

SeDted.
Help |" shouted the rQbber
Stop :" the Quaker exclaimed.
and if any of thy sinful companions
adva &c single step to the relief. the
spirit will surely move Inc to blow
1 thy brains ont.
The robber at the opposite window
ard the one at the leaders heads,
! thoueht it good time to leave.
Now. get in" said the Qua ker,
still covering his man. land take
the middle seat but first deliver up
thy pistol" The other hesitated.
"Thee better not delay. | feel the
spirit begin 10 move my forefinger. ="
The robber did "a he was directed,
and the Quaker took his place at his
side, giving the newcomer the middle
seat.
/ The driver, who was frightened
bali out of his wits. now set torw ard
at rapid rate. The lively gentle
man soon recovered his vivac'ty. He
was especially Factions ON the Qua
/ ker's proves. You're a rum Qua
ker. you are. You don't quake worth
a cent
81 am not Shaking Quaker if
that's what thee means.
"Of the Hickory or rather the
Old Hickory stripe, / should say
retorted the lively man. But, the
Quaker relapsing into his monosyIla-
bles, the conversation tagged
Sooner than We expected. the coach
stopped where we were to have sup
per and change of horses. We had
deferred redistribution of our effects
until We should reach this place. as
the dim light of the coach lamp
would have rendered toe process
somewhat difficult.
1t was necessary however. that it
should be attended to at once. as our
jovial companion had previously an
nounced his intention of leaving us
at this point. He proposed postoone-
ment till after supper, which he efer-
ed to 60 and order.
Nay urged the Quaker. with an
approach to abruptness, and laying
his hand on the others arm. "Busi-
ness, before pleasure and, for bust
ness. there is no time like the pres.
ent'
will thee he good enough to
search the prisoner p he said to me.
still keeping his hand i'm a friendly
way on the passengers arm.
/ did so, hut not one of the stolen
articles could be foand.
He must have got rid Of them IN
the coach" the CAV gentleman sug-
gested, and Immediately offered to 20
and search.
"Stop!" Numbered the Quaker.
tightening his grasp.
The man turned pale, and struggl-
ed to release his arm.
In an instant one of the derringers
was leveled at his heat
"Stir hand or foot and You are a
dead man -
The Quaker must have been aw-
fully excited, so completely to forget
both the language and the principles
Placing the other pistol in my hand
with directions TO fire on The first of
the two men that made suspicious
he went to work on the
Lothario, from whose pockets, in less
time than it takes 10 tell it. he pr :
duced every item Of the missing prom
erty. To the utter amazement of the
two ladies, who had begun in no
terms to demonstrate against
the shameful tree sment the geetle-
man was receiving.
The Quaker / neen scarcely add.
was no Quaker at all, but a shrewd
detective, who had been set on the
track of a band Of desperadoes, of
whom our middle-aged friend-who
lidn'e look near so middle-aged when
his wig was off-was the chief. The
robbery bad been adroitly planned.
The leader of the gang had taken
passage in tn coach, and after learn
ng, as he supposed our defenceless
condition, had given the signal to his
by throwing out tie scrap
If paper already mentioned. After
he unexpected capture of the first
'obber, it was attempted to save the
BOOTY by secretly passing it to the
lccOmplice-still believed to be unsus-
,ected who counted on being able to
make off with it at the next stopping
,lace. The result was that both, for ,
season, did the state some service.