Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1893-04-08


when shot took affect, and tho horse of
one OF the outlaws foil dead.
Larkins and hurried forward to pre-
vent tho riders escape, but as we lifted
the saddle, by which the rider had been
pinioned to the ground, the long cloak
and broad eombrcro fell back, disclosing
the fact that our captive was woman.
At this moment one of the men came
galloping back with the news that BUCK
had been shot. This of course put an
end to the pursuit, and we hurried back
to the ranch with tho wounded man.
O'Flaherty and took charge Of him,
while Harper was left In the outer room
to guard the prisoner. From the first it
was evident that Bucks wounds were
fatal. He was conscious, however, though
his mind seemed to wonder at times.
II reckon I'm goin Shore" he said
feebly. II never was half decent; /
never knowcd howl but, Jim with q
pitiful, pleading look, IN you SEQ Mrs,
Buck Upper, wisht you'd tell her
that-I tried"
thought that the experience Of these
months had effectually hardened me, but
this was too much, and on the pretense
Of wishing to relieve Harper 1 left the
room.
1t was not until I was alone with the
woman that looked ut her. Then was
transfxcd with astonishment. As she
sat there, tho lamplight falling ON her
cold, rigid face, 1t needed NO second
glance to convince me that shc was the
original of Bucks picture.
This then was the angel OF purity at
whose shrine tho poor fellow had been
worshiping!
My first thought was he must never
know. And yet reflected how much It
would mean to him to but sec her face.
Going over to where she sat hurriedly
told her the whole story.
"And you want me to go to hiny' Her
face Was cold and unfeeling. but there
was singular sweetness In her voice.
"Yes, only that he thinks You are"-
~ understand" with . faint smilo.
After explaining matters 10 O'5laherty
1 led her to tho bedside Of the dying man
and left them alone together.
When l returned somo minutes later,
she sat beside him, aud he was holding
her hand.
A change that could not describe had
come over her countenance, Yhere was
q subdued light that only tcass con give
to n woman's face.
You'll mako httlo pra'r for me- be
was saying pleaAingly.
I'll can't!"
Eyes, little one," very t@derly. IL
1low you do feel broke mp, but never
jest knowed how, an the Aogels'd hear
such as you"
The woman turned . hunted look upon
the rest of us, and then slipping from
her chair dropped upon her knees:
"Now lay me down 70 siecp,
Iprrey the Lord my soul 70 keep.
Ill should die before ! wake,
Ipray the Lord my s0ol 70 tnks."
AT FIRST the words seem to choke her,
but there was something 10 sslsusn nbou.
it all that I do not think it occurred t1
one of Us that there was anything incon.
gruous In the repetition Of the childish
prayer at this moment.
Buck repeated tho last words over after
her:
II pray tho Lord my soul to take.
"Yes, I 'llow he WILL" and he was
gone.
OF course we could not think now OF
dealing with our prisoner, 80, after 6
hurried consultation, we put her or
Bucks pony, and Harper and I rode oui
to the trail with her, and the last We saw
of Mrs. Buck Tupper she was vanishing
down the gorge N the gray morning
mist.
The following summer l returned Il
Boston, and % The years stpped awa5
my western experience became gradual
ly an uncertain memory.
One evening hte m Dssember as
was walking .p D.'ne seses$ ny ssten
ton was arrested BY Sbs sound Of music
that eame from ths salvation Army bar
racks across Tho strsst.
have friend in Jesus;
Hss He,s Men, sSs ; ,,