Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1891-08-09

I'VE didn't see nothin' suspicious ct the
canyon, and, after hard pull, reached the
cave, We were clmbin' along the top o.
the bluff, when the capt'n suddenly wills.
pered halt, and we all laid low. Twas a
starry night, and the capt'n had run across
hole in the turf where smoke was comm
out in clouds. This was the chimney of
the cave fifty feet below in the bluff.
"The women said thar was fifty In the
party, we lowed they were mistaken.
After some parley the capt'n hit on plan
which might work Thar were ten o. us;
nine war to stay on the bluff while the
chimney was being choked, while one,
which war me- was to crawl down to the
entrance % the cave and when the crowd
rushed out / was to skip in and grab the
woman. The boys above would fire on the
crowd and get thar attention to tibet point
1.-THE plan worked. | was all safe behind
rock at the entrance when four or five of
the gang come out wi thar hands to thar
epes, coughin' The boys on top begun
firm, and soon the whole crowd come out
in hurry Took me about two seconds to
get inside the cave. The smoke near stiied
me, but crawled to whar could hear a
woman coughin'. Didn't take me long to
get her out. The woman was hangin' on
me, half dead and was toiln' up the side
of the bluff, when all o sudden we run
right agin the big Mexican. He grunted
somethin' in Mexican, and felt fer us. His
hand touched the woman. Then we closed.
tried to hit him with the butt of my re-
volver but downward stroke of his arm
knocked it flynn. Then | reached fer my
bowie, and, while doing so, got this wipe
across the face. was about blinded, but
got in lunge on him which fixed him.
lost my head then, and the boys found
me lying right on the Greaser The woman
was gone; no one had seen her The boys
found her the next day lynn ct the foot o.
the bluff-dead. She'd run off thar in the
dark. was lying in camp when the boys
brought her in, an | must ha' been perty
weak, fer the minet | caught sight o. that
face, all bruised and cut, tainted dead
away. 1t was Mary. | never told the
boys. Her husband carried her away; but
not fore | touched my sin stained lips to
hers. He didn't suffer more'n | did, fer |
he'd to hide my feelin' Her husband was
a wealthy mine owner, they told me, and
he'd taken his wife with him on one OF his
business trips.
"All the money he'd boarded up went
| like mist arter that Sometimes I've been
on my feet since, but not fer long at a
/ time. Lucks agin me. like the life
| though. I've been in many scrape, but
| allus come out o. k. P'rhaps | hewitt he'd
enough trouble to please fate"
mind telling me the name of the mine
| owner" asked the drummer.
mo; Silas Larkin, answered the tramp,
raising his head from his hands.
"Of BostonY
yes"
zone of the richest men in Boston; know
him well" remarked the drummer. "By
Georgel I'll write to him; he'll put you on
your feet in good shape"
The tramp raised himself proudly to his
full height.
Partner, you may be a white man; so bs
/, and don't want no help from tibet quar-
ter; I'll starve fust."
"El Paso," called the brakeman.
"Whar we be goin' tor" asked the Texan
ppm maxim fer Orleans"
"Boys, chip in."-Louisville Courier
journal.