New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1889-04-14
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That night there was an afrny with the poach-
eis, and ahray that was much talked OF, and one
about which the newspapers gave leaders.
AS it. happened the poacherS belonged 70
set-a set which lived on poaching, which moved
about the country from place 10 place, and
which supplied, or helped TO supply, the London
market with game The men had no other bust
ncss-they lived by poaching An ARRAY with
these raScab led 20 serious results Shots were
exchanged blows dealt, and lives were lost
When the head-gamckeeper came TO my Lord or
that the gang is coming There are daring devils
among them-Long Jaques for one who
mothered his child rather than he took" then
my Lord or Squire Acres said, Well, well, don't
leu there be row and boodshed Go TO bed 20
10 bed. They can't e2tCyminHte the game"
But In this instance the Acad- keeper was not
willing TO 90 20 bed, and the Squire was inclined
TO hayc the poachng stopped. lie had reared
the pheasants, and he calculated that they had
cost him n guinea apiece. | don't see7 said
he, I" why should let % man pick my pocket
II the landowners Ind combined, and oil together
had said, " The gang must be put down. II
would hive been put down; but so many were
timorous that the gang gathered courage strength
This nicit-this All-Hallow E'cn-there was
an ARRAY that created n sensation. II created
sensation both because one man was shot dead in
il and also because the man who killed the other
was caught and carried TO jail and that man
was Long Jaques. He who was killed was
Mullins the woodman, and he who revenged his
death by catching the murderer was little Diclty
Duck.
The poachers had come along the road and had
fred at three OF the phcassnts, when the game
keepers and their party appeared and surrounded
them There were thirteen poachers and nil
strong, desperate men. They turned 20 break
their way through. The moon was shining
Long Jaques was f9ce 10 face with Mullins, aud
tho moon was on Mullns's face.
Jacques uttered curse, " It's You, you dog,
who made me smother my lid !" he said; PIT
his gun to his mouth and shot him dead Then
he made leap 70 pass the man as he fell and
in another moment would have got into tho
coppice and have escaped, had not Dick Duck
been too alert for him. In an instant he was
after him, gave leap, was on the poacher's
back, chung, and would not be shaken of.
Jaques could not easily get at his adversary, who
was on his back, and who kicked him in tho
sides and fastened his grip with all his strength
about tie throat Of the poacher, COMPRISING the
wfndpipe that he could not gasp Jacques became
bewifdered ran against the trees 70 beat of his
little assatlant tried 10 wrench his hands away,
but was unable Duck clung like ferret to RAJ,
and screamed for help, till Jaques stumbling over
root, fell PROSTATE in the wood. Then the poaoher
wouH easily have mastered Dicky, had not some
OF the keepers come 20 his assistance, rescued the
plncky little man, and bound the poacher
Moth-Mnllein had the kettle on the FIRE putting
steam, aud the potatoes on the boil. The table
was spread, the cold beefsteak pie was on il, and
Der fathers pewter taplnrd, brightly polished re-
hected the freight. Moth knew how 70 make q