Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1890-04-18

he sat down on the ground beside me,
and rubbed his han ds in glee.


he sat down on the ground beside me,
and rubbed his han ds in glee.
81 had it all planned SO nicely" he
said in exultant tones. at could not
fail to catch you. have been planning
and planning, and waiting and waiting,
ever since the night you and Annie
were married. From that night, some
how, l could not believe that you loved
her as dearly and deeply as l did, and I
could find no rest night or day for that
thought. Tonight, however, l shall
satisfy myself, and if 1 find my sus-
picions were false and you love her
better than your life, will die with
you; If, on the other hand, they are
true, Ishall not hesitate to kill You as
one usurping place that belongs to
another"
/ could not answer him, and when /
attempted to remove the gog rom my
mouth he beat me with stout stick
over the arms and hands until de-
sisted.
''Ha, ha, hat" he laughed. "You
see had it figured out very closely,
even to the providing of this stick for
keeping you in order. You must un-
derstand that intend to do all the
talking, and want you to pay strict
attention to all that l say. We have
an hour or moro to wait before the train
comes along, so that we need not be in
any hurry. Still, 1 suppose you are
somewhat curious to find out what l
intend doing with you; but wait with
patience and you shall know all about
it in good time. have to go and set
out the lights on the bridge now, so
that when the train comes the engineer
can see them and come right along
without any fear of danger. But be-
fore leave you l must fasten your
hands, SO that you can do yourself no
HARM"
He then fastened stout cords around
my wrists and bound my arms to the
rails also, and in such way that 1
could not move an inch in any direc-
ton. Then he left me.
I could see him lighting and placing
the lanterns on the bridge, which he
did in an easy, leisurely way, which
was torture alone for me to behold.
My hands and arms were becoming
tired and began to ache, so l bent my
finger tips downward to find something
to rest them upon when they touched
something smooth and cold. 1 man.
aged to turn my head far enough
around to sec what it was. 1t was q
pistol lying on crosstie just under
my hand. could not reach it, how
ever, to grasp it, and I knew that even
if could it would be of no service to
me, bound as l was, hand and foot. l
strained my eyes to see if could pos.
sibly move it somewhere where it
would be out of sight of Abe, and
where could reach it again if my
hands were freed once more. Yes, if
it could be made to fall off the tie on
the side nearest to me it would be in
darkness, and within easy reach of my
hand. But could get it therea l
strained every muscle to make my bonds
as loose as possible, then I bent my
hand DOWN ward and with snap of my
fingers sent the pistol spinning round
and round and the next moment it fell
over the edge of the tie and was hid
den in the darkness.
had barely succeeded in hiding the
weapon the best way I could, when
Abe returned.
"Now everything is ready" he said.
"All we have to do now is to wait, and
while we are waiting will tell you
what ] have planned to do, with your
assistance. AS I said before, l don't
think that you love Annie as well as 1
do, but am going to give you chance
to prove that you do, and this will be
the test: The train with our wife on
board will be along here in less than
half an hour. You are lying with your
neck on the rail, and the wheels will
pass over you, and, of course, you are
dead in the twlnkling of an eye, and
the train will pass on in safety. But
you can save yourself if you like.
This rope" (and he held the end of one
up before my face) ais attached to the