The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-07-15
The dd1itta Daily Eagle aunesday ormims guu s. 1881

1--WE didn't see nothin' Suspicious ct the
canyon, and, after a hard pull, reached the
cave. We were climbin' along the top O.
the bluff, when the capt'n suddenly whis-
| 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 a 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 l was to skip in and grab the
| woman The boys above would fire on the
crowd and get thar attention to tibet point.
''The plan worked. Twas all safe behind
| rock at the entrance when four OF 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 a hurry. Took me about two seconds to
get inside the cave. The smoke near stifed
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 toilin' up the side
of the bluff, when all o. a sudden we run
right agin the big Mexican. He grunted
somethin' in Mexican, and felt fer u.s. His
hand touched the woman. Then We closed.
/ tried to hit him with the butt of my re-
volver, but a downward stroke of his arm
knocked it flynn Then l reached fer nv
bowie, and, while doing SO, got this wipe
across the face. was about blinded, but
! got in lunge on him which fixed him.
l 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 bluf-dead. She'd run off thar in the
dark. | was lying in camp when the boys
brought her in, an I must ha' been perty
weak, fer the minet l caught sight o. that
face, all bruised and cut, tainted dead
away. It 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
time. Luck's agin me. l like the life
though. Pve been in many a scrape, but
allus come cut o. k. P'rhaps 1 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 Bostonf"
Yes"
"One of the richest men in Boston; know
him WE'LL" 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 white man; so be
l, and. don't want no help from tibet quar-
ter; I'll starve fust."
Gel Paso," called the brakeman.
''Whar ye be goin' to?" asked the Texan.
''I'm maxim fer Orleans"
"Boys, chip in."-LouisVille Courier
Journal.