The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1893-11-01

or two to dash upon the scene. He much
preferred capturing TO shooting The
Panther, and. seeing that an obstacle had
checked his flight, he passed his rifle to
Agnes, now at his side.
Keep that" he exclaimed, land if
call to you shoot the Indian
Il WILL she replied. accepting the
weapon. She meant what she said too
for the revelation of the chieftain's pur-
pose had wrought a change in her feel
ings. Instead of succumbing to the
mental strain, she was brave and strong
as ever
"De idee OBJ tryin' to shove bofe feet
in a gemman's mouf am too cospecuOus
to be allowed added Jethro, his indig-
nation reaching the boiling point. "Pn
teach yo' dat if yo' can play dat low
down bus ness on some folks, 20 can
on me, which my name am Jethro Jug
gems. Take datl'
And he left fly with his brawny fist,
throwing his whole force in the blow.
Had it landed it must have been effect
i've, but the combatants were struggling
in a gloom made deeper because the
boxes Immediately surrounding them
shut out most of the moonlight.
Instead of colliding with the bronzed
skull Jethro crushed his buckles against
the boards just above the crown Of
the Indian at whom he aimed.
Dul your nedu diu
toughr' muttered the youth, unconscious
for the moment of his mistake, though
he felt the stunning effects of the failure
of his aim, ''I'll try anoder!'
What are you dOing?" Numbered
Ashbridge, as he received the blow on
his shoulder.
"Tryin' to smash dis heather; I've
purity near done it, and dis one'n finish
him.
Don't strike again. shouted the
other. who knew the force with which
Jethro could drive a blow; 1.-The next
time you'll hit Agnes
1t was the incessant movement and the
inimitable dexterity of the ShawanOe
which saved him from these unpleasant
attentions He had ceased to fight now
and strove with his utmost strength to
wrench loose before his position became
hopeless.
1t is certain that if the two had been
left alone The Panther would have sue
ceeded in freeing himself despite the
superior strength of the African, but
George Ashbridge speedily became a fac
tor in the business.
The youth received a thrilling shock
when Agnes Altman warned him of his
peril.
Turning on the instant he caught a
glimpse Of the skurrying Shawanoe, but
retained his GOODNESS, and his sight of
the struggling bodies was sufficient to
identify them. He flung himself upon
The Panther and bore him backward
in spite of his furious resistance.
Leave him to me-" he called to Jethro
the instant his hold was secure: VIII
manage him.
'Be mighty keerful. Marse George, or
he'll get bofe feet in your mouf; OATS
what he tried to do wild me-"
Bring me the rope and help me tie
him again; 1 can master him."
The Panther was fat on his back with
the youth aStride of his breast Though
the position was favorable to the latter
and unfavOrable to the former the latter
did not cease his struggling.
During those few moments the heart
Of the PROSTATE warrior must have been
gnawed with chargrin at the thought OF
his hairbreadth failure to carry out his
scheme Of revenge. 1t was impossible to
come any nearer and yet fail of ac-
complishment.
'If dar's any shootin' to be DONE" said
Jethro. rising to his feet and addressing
Agnes. better let me doot."
do nothing of the kind" warned
me-"
Most likely 1 would leastways I'd
be sartin to hit one OBJ yo,' which am
better dan missin' bofe"
Knowing where the prisoner had sat
after his first binding the African hur-
spot The moonlight showed him the
coils lying where they dropped when
severed by the knife. He picked up the
pieces and surveyed them i'm astonish-
ment.
"Hain't dat heather got sharp teeth
to chaw 'em off dat way?" he unused.
"Helloi somebody has sot de riber on
fire"
In the struggle with the prisoner
Jethro had not noticed the burning fat
boat, but the glare that now spread over
the Ohio. and was reflected on both
awe.
He forgot for the moment the errand
that brought him thither, and gazed
upon the impressive scene.
The craft was wrapped in flames from
stem to stern. The fire had burned the
rope holding the anchor, and the released
craft began slowly moving with the cur
rent.
The glow lit up the calm surface Of the
river. while the limbs, trees and leaves
on both shores stood out bold and clear
in the yellow Illumination reflected
against the heavens.
Once more the women were aroused.
though not curiously, perhaps, little
Mabel Ashbridge continued sleeping as
serenely as If on her mothers bosom.
The women pushed their way to the
side OF Jethro Juggens. who. with the
with open mouth at the burning fiatboat.
what is the meaning of that?" asked
Mrs Altman.
Guess somebody has upset de stove
tryin' to warm hisself."
But across this sea Of illumination the
caroe containing the three men were
seen as plainly as II at midday. Their
appearance suggested the truth to Mrs.
Ashbridge.
"Kenton has padded them over to
the fatboat which they have burned"
but what has become Of those that
were on it?" asked Mrs. Altman.
"All burned up" was the prompt in
formation OF Jethro; II heered 'em yell
lin and begin TO be let off, but Ken
ton told 'em IL warn't no use-dey would
hab TO go"
what are you doing with those pieces
OF rope. Jethro? Where Is that Indian
that was bound? What has become of
Agnes2" were the startled questions of
the girls mother
"Jethror called young Ashbridge.
what keeps you 80 long?"
"Darl | knowcd I'd forget sumhnl
I'll be dar. Marse George"
And he scrambled over the luggage
20 where the others were awaiting him.
The youth was quick 10 note that the
rope had been cut. Naturally he had
been wondering how the captive not
only released himself, but secured an
effective weapon.
The severed thongs and the presence
OF Agnes at the critical moment eX-
planned matters, but he made no COM
ment.
The pieces being much shorter In
creased the difficulty OF tying The Pan
Their, a difficulty made greateT by the
twist himself free.
''Marse George shan't sot on him O.