The Irish standard., 1886-11-13

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rioters. 'tCome on!'' she cried; ''the
young lion is now with his dam, and see
who'll dar injure hair Of bis head.
Come on! let the enemy of my house
and home come on, and see how soon
this good steel III drink his hearts
blood. Away withahim to the door,
there, and balk the tiger of his pray
away with him, my hearties.'
Hardwrinkle now jumped from the
bench, and calling on the police to stay
the prisoner and his rescuers, forced his
way also in amongst tue rioters, his eyes
flashing fire and his face flushed with
intense passion. At this moment. Ran
dali Barry, after breaking bayonet after
bayonet with the pistol which he held
still undischarged in his hand, turned to
4 defend himself from those in the rear,
and met Hardwrinkle face to face.
"RebeI!'' cried the latter, snatchipg a
carbine from the next constable-':reb-
Ell, traitor, enemy OF you religion and
your country, take now 1.-The punishment
you deserve;;" and as he spoke he at
tempted to pull the trigger, but his
hands trembled 80 in the fury Of his
passion that he missed the spring. Next
instant Else Curley's long, bony fingers
had grasped him by the throat, and he
fell backwards ON the flags OF the court
house, the musket exploded as it reached
the floor.
Lanty and his comrades had now
fought their way bravely on, step by
step. Randall defending himself with
his single arm against the repeated as
saults OF the constables. and still reserv-
ing his fire, as it for a last emergency. 1t
soon came.
They had succeeded, indeed, in driv-
ing the the police before them out
through the court house door; but here
the danger and difficulty increased, from
the fact that once beyond the threshold,
Captain Petersham's IS authority ceased ,as
presiding magistrate, and Hardwrinkle
was at liberty to give what orders he
pleased, if he only assumed the respon-
sibility. How he extlicated hims elf
from the hands Of Else Curley 'twouId
be impossible to say; but certain it is,
that, much to the surprise of the behold
ers, he was suddenly seen jumping from
window Of the building down Oh the
low wall enclosing the yard, like one de-
mented.
"Firel' he cried. as he alighted and
glanced ut the preparations made for
Barry's escape-his quick eye detecting
in aa instant the reason OF Moll Pitcher
being kept there standing at the gate.
"Fire!'' he repeated; ION your lives let
not the prisoner escape-frel''
Bat he had come too late; Randall had
already gained the outside Of the yard,
borne on by his trusty defenders, fore
most amongst whom fought Ilanty, his
head and arms bleeding profusely from
bayonet wounds, whilst Randalls own
were hardly in better condition.
Hardwrinkle saw there was but one
chance remaining, namely, to intercept
the fugitive and detain him till the Pc
lice could come up and arrest him; and
making all possible speed to where his
horse stood in the hands of his groom. he
mounted and dashed past the gate in
order to head the prisoner off.
Randall, however, was already in tie
saddle. He had sprung to it by the
strength of his single arm, and instantly
gathering up the reins, gave Moll the
word. The splendid creature, knowing
we'll that something more than usual
was expected of her, reared for oil in
stant, and then shot forward like an ar
row, making the fire fly from the pave
ment.
"Glorious!'' cried Lanty ttnow for
it If horse flesh can save ye, Randall
Barry, it's MOu Pitcher"
"Shoot him down shoot him down J"
vociferated Hardwrinkle, as he rode on
before the fugitive with the intention of
wheeling round and intercepting him in
his fight.
The words were hardly spoken when
three or four shots came i'll quick sue
cession. They did no mischief, how
everyone Of them slightly grazing
Barry's cheek, while the others went
wide Of theif mark.
The crowd now rushed through the
gate and over the wall in wild confu-
sion: some throwing stones at the po-
lice, aud others venting curses loud and
deep against Hardwrinkle and his Sas-
senach crew.
Randall saw, as Hardwrinkle wheeled
his horse to intercept him, that if he
happened to be detained but a second.
he should, in all probability, fall bS a
bullet from the police, before he could
get out of musket range, and so, draw