The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1892-08-26
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Women OF tact-polite women-rule the
world. II one could find a really sin
cere woman-ratber pretty, too-what
satisfaction IL would be to marry her.
But where 10 the wide world Is one to
look for suchi
While gazing intentiy out Of tho win.
dow with an interest beyond tho ordin-
sry-shall confess it1-in the fair pedes
trian. I thc.s... ,uw u man moving
among the shrubbery near my gate, but
on closer inspection concluded that had
been deceived. / watched the stately
lady out Of sight, laughing at my own
my attention to the old attic when felt
something touch me. The touch was at
first so faint that thought IL might be
tact with the wall. In order to see the
street plainly, had been forced TO pro.
trude my shoulders through the aperture,
which is too small to permit one to turn
round. Before had time to withdraw
my head, the touch became grip, aud
two stout arms were about my waist.
was hel as in wise
Picture to yourself my position. Night
was falling, was alone, and prisoner
in my own house. A prisoner OF whati
OF whom7 might call; but who would
hear met knew the house was empty.
My old housckeeper had gone out, and
might not return for hours. SO long as
she attended to my wants and got my
meals regularly, I seldom inquired where
she went or how long she stayed.
"Who are you2" | pasped
No reply.
"Let me CO." I shrieked; W shall
alarm the neghbors. Not sound but
the echo of my own voice among the
rafters.
"IIclp! helpw | screamed.
The grip of the villain tightcncd.
One hand slowly moved up toward my
neck, making its murderous purpose
moro apparent; the other was very near
my faithful old gold time piece, ana
heirloom that numbered more years than
myself. Was to be murdered for its
pOssesson3
In frenzy partly made up OF fear,
partly of rage. struggled to get my
head and shoulders out of the orificc in
order to be on more equal terms with
my dastardly assailnnt; but | seemed
like n babe in his grasp. My blood
chilled Mt the idea OF being so po yerless.
Did the cut throat intend to throttle mo,
or throw me from the window Of my
own attic2 AS yet he had not uttered
sound. could hear the mu'fied
movement Of his feet on the floor; bat
not a worl, not breath. "A cold sweat
broke out all over me; my sight grew
dim. The silence of my mysterious as
sailant was worse than any uproar. Why
did he not speak3
"IIclp! hclp! screamed, my strength
fast failing.
tclt n powerful lc, twisting about
my own; he was about to throw INC
bodily from the window.
Frenzy ncrvcd me with n strcngth not
my own. | squrmcd, twisted, bit,
screamed, and kicked like mailman.
The extreme violence Of my strength
shall never cease to astonish me. sue
cccdcd in getting my heal and shoulders
out OF the aperture, broke loose from the
villains grasp, aud sent him sprawlinS
on the floor. rolled over and over him
I'm my frenzy. Every man has more or less
| Of the savage in him, and for the time
being every savage instinct in my nature
was uppermost. 1t was fight for life.
The attic had grown dark, and the floor
was so strewn with boxes and bundles
that 1t was impossible to avoid them.
We fell over them repeatedly i'll our
struggles. Precious though the old un.
framed paintings were, trod them un-
der(oot; much as priced my violins, |
hurled them at the villain with all my
strength. [ be IAN to have some advar.
t,ge over him; he did not know the attic
rs we'll as |. lie stumbled against the
angles, tipped over eases that knew the
location OF, bumped against the sloping
ceiling. My courage began TO rise once
more.
"Bc cone, or | shall shoot" | cried.
For the first time there came spunl
from the villain. lie Gnu killed! Well
he knew hal no weapon, AMI well for
him hal not!
"Iou are at my mercy; surrcn'ler"
| called, in voice loui and shrll
enough to rouse the neiyhborhool. /.
Again the da4tarl chncklci |! What
deviltry was ne plottingl
! ,,lv.il ,.-.. -....S..,so,r" r,,oa,nIet.
( "Well, hardly"
!. The voice startled me. These were
his first words. had not expected a
reply, and the words hal II strange au |
uncanny ring. confess trcmh!c |.
You are my prisoner | sad in
lower key and with less conf icnc..
"Am r.
The ellrontcry Of the villain astounded
| and cxaSpcratcd me. | eau ShJ up the
| first thing | could reach Al huricl it
| at him. 1t crashed lou lily against the
wall. Shortly after there cam,
| scratching sound, aud light tlricrc | in
the darkness. H. hui co)lly struck
| match!
| locke | at him in amaze ncnt. Onc
| glance was cnNu I'll. AS | have said,
every man has more rr less o! the sava,o
IN him, and my Sava e gain assume
the mastery. | hive been angry many
times in my Iifc; bat never quite angry
rs then.
Whose features did the light make
apparent to mcl A dark face |, nall.
| eyed, short-h -hairc villain? Il low Bro vel
| cit. throat! Not N all! 1t was the So.