The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-07-13
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guest was a hoarse whisper in my ear:
Where is that iron box which your
husband brought home from the store
this evening""
Opening my eyes. | was almost para
lyzed to see bending over me hideous
face. the most fiendish one | had ever
seen There was a bright fire in the
CRATE, and had a fair view of the vii
lain: but before could move or utter Il
cry the cold muzzle of revolver was
pressed against my head. and that same
voice hissed
Stir. or make a noise at your peril!
You are in my power. but if you do as
tell you will not harm you in the least.
want the money in that box, and, fair
or foul, intend to have it.
Fully realizing my helpless position.
told him where it was, hoping that in
some way might make my escape while
his back was turned. was Just meas
uring the distance to the door with my
eye, wondering if it We're possible for me
to reach it unseen, when a key turned in
the hail door below, and my heart
throbbed hopefully for that light, quick
step that came bounding up the stairs
could belong to no one but John. In an
instant the robber was back among the
curtains at the head of my bed, and just
as John opened the door he whispered:
If you betray me in any way will
kill you both"
s.Ileft my watch lying in the bureau
and as the train is an hour behind time,
concluded to run back and get it., John
said. by way of explanation. IF there
is anything in the world that man
hatesswhen travelling. it is to be without
a timepiece."
Did you find itT' asked, huskily.
hoping that he would request my assist
ance in the search.
Yes. here it is. all right. Don't get
out of bed, dear: you will catch "A chill.
How are you getting along?" returned
John.
1.-The stupid fellowi'' thought. .'Why
will he not give me chanceT but my
lips faltered, Very we'll"
Then as our eyes met said. with my
fingers:
For heavens sake, do not leave me.
John. There is robber behind the cur
tain of my bed: but he will kill us both
if we try to escape.
Without seeming to notice what 1 had
said, John turned round and replenished
the fire. saying as he did so:
You must keep good fire all night.
Marion 1t will keep You from feeling
lonely in my absence. Abram must
bring another bucket of coal before he
goes to bed
With the poker in his hand he crossed
the room and touched the call bell; then
taking his stand before the fire he said
with his fingers:
REST easy. dear; I'll not leave You
alone fo- a moment" -
Directly after Abram made his appear
ance and John sent him for the coal.
calling after him to bring the heavy
shovel, that the fire might be securely
covered
When the big. stout fellow returned
John said aloud:
Marion. please jump up and find that
package you wished me to leave with
Cousin Marie. | may have time TO run
across the river when am in Chicago. =
did not wait for any other command,
but sprang past John into the wardrobe
just us he said:
Seize the shovel, Abram, and help
Inc brain that scoundrel who is hiding
away behind the bed curtains
.Abram obeyed. and then John spoke
again-this time to the man who was
waiting among the shadows to despoiI
our home.
Step out and show your guilty face
if you wish to leave the room alive" he
| commanded in tone of authority.
The next minute the wretch stood be-
| fore John, begging piteously for his
worthless life
1 When the mask was torn off, John
stepped back in amazement, for in the
| features of the outlaw he recognized the
assistant cashier, Henry Brown
t He pleaded for mercy, and l, woman
like. added my tears to his petition, but
john said the law must take its course
and gave him into the hands of a police
man for safe keeping.
The fellow had been on the alert, and
SO had kept trace of the disappearance oi
the money. and naturally enough had
followed it up, 1t afterward came out
that Johns dispatch to proceed to Chi
cago at once was clever forgery, O.
which Brown knew more than he wa.
! willing to tell
1t was long time before l recovered
from the shock received that night, ant
to this day John has never asked me t.
stay alone during his absence.
On account of some blunder on th
part of the states attorney Brown wa
not brought to trial but he was wis
enough to leave the city, and so far as
know he has never made his appearance
in the neighborhood since.
Never a day passes that | do not thin
of our little silent German friends an,
of the blessing that came to us through
the kindness shown to them.
Flag.
| An Audacious Journalist.
John Augustus O'Shea, the famou
!, war correspondent, has achieved recor
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