Omaha daily bee., 1883-04-21
It chatted oil night long to plumb day

light.
i"A half hour after sunrise we drove
into the little rauch where we were to
change horses and breakfast. i noticed
q crowd around the relsy-house long
before we reached it; say q dozen meN
armed to the teeth, and horses all
saddled, 8 though q party had been
staying there over night and were
about &c start on. But you can ian.
agine how the blood curdled In my
veins when, as we drew up In front Of
the plaza, two men with drswn re.
v~olvers came out of the door, and be-.
tween them was d tall, fair man, with
blue eyes and curling hair, and wear.
ing the most daredevil expression l
over Witnessed. 1t was the sherlfs
posse taxi ag q p~rlsoner to Santa Fe.
And just at that moment, the New
foundland made II springH from
the roof of the coach TO the piazza,
and a ringing voice shouted: why,
that i, my Jsok!' and my littlo won ,n
made one flying leap to the ground,
with a glad like CRY that I ehall never
forgot to my dying day, and then l
saw Seymour struggling with his
guards, heard mufl I'd oaths, saw him
wrench o revolver from the belt of one
Of them. Stand Off he shouted,
Stand off, mon, or 1 will have some
ones heart blood! Stand off, l say 7
Then l saw the burly sheriff advance
toward hin, when, quick
as a flash, Seymour leveled
and fred square at his head
But the sheriff had lodged; and as
my little woman had been trying all
the time to reach his side the cruel
bullet struck her full ia the breast,
and she fell forward just as Seymour
sprang and caught her In his arms.
Then we all gathered about them as
she lay there with her little WI -
arms around his neck, talking to him
In her sweet little voice, while the an.
guish on Seymour's faoe was terrible
to witness. How he cursed and i'm
preoated his oaptors and potted and
soothed the dying woman, and swore
by all the heavens that he would make
all mankind pay desrly for that mo.
ment. And she the dear little angel
-ah, shall l ever forget it2 she talked
of nothing but Jack. Never mind,
my darling she whispered, 1t was
not your fault; you couldn't help 1t,
you ace, and I am SO sorry that you
are taking 1t so hard, Jack. Never
mind, sweetheart, 1t will soon be- over.
And, Jack,'--here she pulled his head
down to hers and whispered with her
last breath-'atter I am gone look In
my little satohel and you will find the
money. 1t was to be nll yours, any.
way, you know; and I Am 30 glad 1
reached you In time,' and the pure,
faithful little heart had ceased to
beat. / could stand 1t no longer, Gap,
and with tears streaming from my eyes
Isprang back on the box, and drovemy
team the next twenty miles at a dead
gallop. What became of SEYMOUR
Oh! he swung Just the same. He had
q soore of murders against him, you
know, besides this, the last and worst
OF all. And speaking of murders, let
me tell you of something that hap.
pened to me In Utah In 49," But
though my driver galloped away all
night With his everlasting adventures,
I heard nothing but the last words OF
Seymour's little wife, and for the next
week I lived over In memory the
thrilling story of how she met him.
A menth later, while lunohing at
Menger's In San Antonio with Gen.
Armstrong, the then efficient chief OF
a'lthe stage lines north of the Brazos,
l happened to think of my quondam
friend, the driver.
"A queer character, general" I re.
marked, shat driver of yours q,
Santa Fe. johnson, I think, is hi,
name, Ben johnson. A most remark,
allie fellow. Seems to have picked ar
q deal of information for a man of hill
sphere. Uses good language, you
know; has many original ideas; rude
sort of %eloquence, pathos, and oil tha'
sort of thing, you know. And be
sides, he Is a wonderful raconteur."
EYES," said the general mus ugly
land the biggest liar this side of thu
Rocky mountains. If johnson eve
told you you anything for q fact, you
can bet $40 to a cent that 1t isn't 80
Why, that unprincipled scamp lay
awake night studying out yarns to be.
guile travellers on the box. Do 70,
know, Carl, he once told me a col,
blooded fiction about a m and
dog that"
"PAss the wine, general" Il faltered
"never mind the woman and the dog
I dare say l have heard 1t before
What time do we leave for Conchol"