Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1886-04-30

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without the fear of arrest, which had
clung to him SO cmbarrassingly before,
he walked boldly up to the steps, In
front Of the veranda, and said;
"1 beg pardon, sir, for carrying your
little girl, but she went to the woods to
pick yiolcts and lost her way, So, as
she was tired, took the liberty of
bringing her home
You arc very kind, said the gentle
man, looking closely at the stranger.
Who was hep Where had he come
fromP In what way would il bo proper
TO treat hmp Could he offer him
money? Should he ask him into the
house, or should he simply thank him,
rs he would any one who had done him
n fnvnrP But these questions answered
themselves. Jabcd put the child down
at once, and withoat waiting even for
the thanks, turned hurricdly to go.
MAY must have run away said the
gentleman. "llcr mother Is sick, and
in the confusion She had not been
missed do thank YOU very much!
| GoOd-morning, SIR and rs Jabcd turned
half round, he saw n raised hat and
caught the word "sir!'
"1rcatcd like gontlcman That's
new times for you Jnbed Jonesl' he
said to himself. as he took the shortest
| path back into the woods he had left.
"And-and kissed, too, hy that baby!
| New timcsl new times, indccd!'
He was flying from Justice, but there
was an alcrtncss about his step and u
| lightncsS at his heart he had never had
on such trip before. He went speed
,iy, wondering over il.
Years passed, and neither the child's
kiss nor the recognition of the gentle
tlcman had been able to arrest Jabcd
Jones downward way. He became no.
torious for his crimes and for his cs-
cnpes from justice. Photographs of him
were in almost every thieves gallery in
the land. If there had been such
thing known rs Il band of brignnds, he
would have been the leader, possessing
as he did in n large degree every quail
iication for the place Yet, so far, he
had never taken n life. Indeed, he had
been known many times to save those
that were in danger, adding to his name
the half-hcro glory of Robin Hood.
When his reputation was VI its height
Il bold robbery was planned. Mr.
Damon had become notoriously rich.
He was past middle life. had retired
| from business, and lived in n fine, un-
projected house little out of the town
of Drummond. His family was small,
consisting only of his wife and one
daughter; and the love and respect of
the whole community among whom he
lived, he had 50 far considered sulli-
cicnt guarantee for the security of his
property.
Nothing could be easier for the evil
disposed to help themselves to almost
any amount of possessions thus insc-
curely guarded. and the only wonder
was that he escaped so long. At last,
however, the time had come. The
gang of burglars over which Jabcd
Jones was captain made themselves
fully acquainted with all the surround
ings, appointed night for securing the
easy booty. Jabed Jones had trusted
the arrangements to one of the most
expert men, but was himself to head
the undertaking, in order to secure IL
Just distribution of the gains.
The night proved still and cloudlcsS, Il
full moon giving them every facility for
rapid and easy work. They were to
approach the house by different WAYS
awakening suspicion, and Jabed had
given the order with n little more per-
cmptorincss than usual, knowing the
hardened character of one of his men,
that there should be 10 bloodshcd, come
what might.
As they came near the town, however,
the men noticed change in JabedG
manner. AT first he appeared surpriscd;
then he began to make objections to the
undertaking, and Mt last fairly declared
his intention to abandon it.
'J.ook here, boss!' the man he had
distrusted had answered, with his hand
on his revolver. you amt givin to
tantrums, but il you think You are going
to begin tonight, and play oil on Job
Stout you've got hold of the wrong
fellar, that's all. I'm a-going to carry
it through, come what may"
"You' re a-going to obey olders, or it
will be the worse for you,n Jabcd had
answered, sharply, but he followed as
they led the way, dropping step or
two behind. /
Yes, ii was the very place; Jabcd
knew it in the moonlight MS well as if
it had been broad day. Here was the !
path over which he had carried the
little child in his arms, and there, upon
the veranda, stood the gentleman who
had lifted his hat 10 him, and addressed
him for the first and last time as ''sir!h
Account for the coincidence in any
way we please, the fact remains, as
Jabed stood there in these quickly mo-
ments, the moohbcams fell full on a
bunch of blue violetS, which lay on
small table near the window; back as
fresh rs if he still held them in his hand
came the perfume of those flowers, faded
and thrown away so long ago.
And now! now what was to come of
it all? The window was slightly Sc
cured, so it could be easily raised. He
must be the first TO enter, and il was a
new part he was to enact, that of pro-
tector. Lightly and deity he sprang
through it; the yiolets We're within
reach, and he could not resist the incli-
nation to take them in his hand. Family
back to him came the remembered per-
fume, and stronger grew his resolve.
Ii was but the work of minute to
close the window, and stand guard be-
fore it with his revolver.
Two determined faces stared at each
other in the pale moonlight. The one
outside, full OF astonishmcnt and wrath;
the one within, white, with set lips and
firmly drawn eyebrows.
"lt's all up, Sam, y said the man out
side, after waiting to see any sign of re-
ienting to Jabed Jones face. ''All's to
pay with Jones tonight. but if he's sot,
he's sot, and we Shall have to try this
game another time. I'll fotch him for
this, or my name isn't job Stout. He'll
be on us with the police and the hand
cuffs next. The shortest cut for the
woods, that's all that's left Us"
Standing motionless in the window,
Jabed Jones saw the men go silently
and stealthi!y away. When they We're
out of sight, he turned and looked
around the room. 1t was a library with
its walls lined by low bookcases, over