The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1884-07-10


and smiling she met him, not a quaver
in her voice, not a. bit less color in her
healthy cheeks.
Having produced a large sack, he re-
quested, with many apologies, to be
shown the silver, with which he filled
his bag. Nothing escaped-not even
an old knife and fork given to her when
baby by her godfather and which she
valued as a relic.
One thing after another disappeared
into the capacious sack-all her bric-a-
brac, little ornaments, bits of virtu. and
last of all her mothers watch. 'sOh, If
he only had left that" cried Miss GIynn
to herself, but Shaking her fist be-
hind his back L viii be even with him
yet"
All this time the man had kept up a
running fire of small talk, very com
plimentary, interspersing it now and
then with apologies for disturbing her
rest.
Having at last obtained and crammed
into his sack nearly everything but a
four-post bedstead and the grand piano,
he smiled and suggested refresh.
ments"
Now was Miss Glynn's chance. She
acceded to his request, offering him all
the dainties the harder afforded, adding
that he was welcome to what wine he
could drink"
1--WE viii finish with that, madam"
said he, sitting on flour barrel, and
dangling one leg, while he deliberately
and daintily picked a chicken bone,
helping himself now and then to some
picked olives, which he pronounced
''excellent." j..
8" Madame said he pausing to
glance at herr, ''yOu are a very charm
ing person. I am proud to have met
| you; it is seldom in the paths of my
| profession that L have met your equal
/ in pluck, elegance of manner, beauty
| of expression and delight al conversa-
ton. What do YOU say to union be-
| tween us? l am poor bit honest with
a delicious appreciation of his joke),
| and you are too fair a flower to waste
| your sweetness on this desert air-yum,
\ yum, YUM he mumblcd, "these olives
are like yourself-admirable
." fell much hOnOred,' said Miss
\ Glynn. Your proposal Is ilattery, but
/ l should like some references"
" References. Madame, 1 have thou
\ sd1ads Of them. l have killed two men,
/ broken into ten banks, served in Sing
| Sing six years for stealing watch,
| and
" You are undoubtedly a remarkable
\ person." said Miss Glynn, with an I'M
| pleasant conviction that he would add
the murder of one woman to the
/ ''twO men, in his next adventure if her
wits failed her.
1--WE will talk of matrimony when
your appetite is satisfied said she.
/ I'VE can then chat at our ease"
And you can soothc my savage
breast with melody on that piano, "
added he, with a bow. "And now for
the wine, the wine, the sparkling wine!
4 | was once a poet, in the days of my
youth he remarked. ''WOuld you
have thought it?'
Il would Hotn' answered Miss Glynn,
opening the door to the wine cellar.
"Will YOU walk down with me and help
yourscltP"- turning round with smile,
made all the brighter by the pickering
of the tallow candle she carried.
&" All h" cried he, smackino
his lips, for down flight of stone steps
he beheld bin after bin of bottles. and
in Imagination he already tasted their
fragrant Juices. No fear of the weak
woman by his side entered his brain; no
memory of Jael occurred to him. Down
those stone stairs he tripped, and went
from one bottle TO another, examining
their labels as a bee sucks honey from
flower, she holding the light.
These" said Miss Glynn, leading
the way to the far end of the cellar,
where there was one bin larger and
deeper than the rest, in which were
only two bottles, ''these you will find
in excellent condition. My father had
them direct from Spain in the year
50, and they must be in magnificent
order
What is the label?" he inquired.
bending over, with the eye OF a con
nOsSeUr, to examine it.
Like lightning she tipped up his heels
and in hc fell, head first, right into the
bin, and blowing out the candle she ran
for her life to the cellar steps, up which
she went quicker than she had ever as
cended them before.
Breathless and painting she reached
the top and shut the door, which closed
only with key. Her sense told heI
that she was now doublv in danger; he
bdd been in good temper, but if he got
out She would have to contend with 8
desperate ruflian. This frail door would
be nothing to such a man; he coulC
break it down like a reed.
With her frail strength the dauntles'
woman dragged the heavy dininG-tablC
against it, and on that she piled chairs
heavy drawers, anything everything
on which she could lay her hands, he
meanwhile cursing downstairs and try
ing to tumble his way to the top.
(. She said that in all her life she never
; worked so hard or possessed sucl
strength rs when constructing that bar
: ricade between herself and utter de
struction.
} At this crisis she thought of Don, tn,
great Watchdog, and wondered at hi
/ silence
Running to the back door, which sh,
/, found wide open, she saw him stretched
dead at his post.
No time could she waste in sentiment
al regret, but as she returned to guarC
} her fortress the tears rushed to her eve
rs she remembered the many lionel,
evenings she and Don had watched tn
, dancing freight in the old sitting-roon
, together, and how he had never failed
to show her the most untiring and I'm
/ selfish devotion.
: A weaker woman would have run
! away, but Miss Glynn was made of n,
r such metal. The servants would b
Z home at four O clock; il was then two
and during those intervening hour
b she proposed to remain and protect he
: property.
7 Selling an old gun of her father 5
which had always stood in the hall, sh
took her post at the cellar door. wait
= ing for what might come. 1t was no
loaded, "but an empty gun has dom
r wonders before, and may again." sh
7 said to herself.
$ 1t was not long before the man foun,
S the steps and his way up them, and the
F. began such a battering at that door
1 such volleys Of abuse, oaths and curses
{ as nearly curdlcd her blood, and which
she declares, rang in her ears for man