The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-12-24

was going at full gallop, with the little
dealer in the lead, who sent her horse
along in the most astonishing way. She
did not know that her lover and friends
were in hot pursuit, and laughed glee-
fully when she found that the horse was
so swift; so she urged him on, quite I'M
conscious of her danger. The woman
made straight for piece of timber by
the river side, but the bay SHE'D quickly
at an alligator which was basking in the
sun on the bank, and, as he SHE'D, Mamie
saw the body of hOrSemen coming after
them at top speed.
Lets pull up; think see Mr. Fair
fax" she called out, breathlessly, for she
was not as 'fit'' as she might has been.
With another Spanish oath the woman
turned and caught her horse by the bride,
and galloped away faster than ever,
dragging the bay with her. Mamie was
so astOnished that she made no resistance.
and side by side the two women galloped
on. Some wild looking men who had
been concealed in the wood Joined them,
but no word was passed. A ball whizzed
by and sharp report of a rife rose above
the thunder of the horses hoofs. Firing
was kept up thick and fast by the pur-
sued and the pursuerS.
The woman kept her horse in the rear
OF her companions, pulling Mamie with
her as a sort of shield to protect them
from the bullets. Mamie struggled to
get away from her hold. but soon felt
how useless it was, for the little brown
hands were as strong as a mans, so she
abandoned herself to her fate, swaying
from side to side in the saddle, half dead
with fright. She could hear her friends
gaining on them and tried to be brave.
starr, the leader of the gang, who was
a half breed Indian, cried out, "Hurrah !
the marshal's bit the dust!" as the smoke
of his rifle cleared, and she knew that one
of her friends had been killed.
Ping, ping, ping, echoed the lead as it
flew about them. The outlaws yelled with
triumph as two or three brave fellows
dropped.
Mamie did not even scream. but few on
like one in dreadful nightmare, led by
the cruel little brown hand that never re-
Taxed its grip on the bride.
Then she felt sharp pain in her arm.
The river, sky and prairie heaved like
stormy ocean, and she tainted
Forrest Fairfax had fired the ball
which struck his sweetheart. He had
intended it for one of the outlaws. When
he saw Mamie fall off in a helpless heap
his heart misgave him, and he thought
she was dead, as the gang thought also,
Tor they did not stop a second in their
race for life, and soon disappeared over
the plains.
Forrest was overcome with grief as he
knelt down in the waving prairie grass
and gathered his unconscious sweetheart
close in his arms. They all gave up the
hunt after that and busted themselves
with strapping the wounded and dead on
the horses.
The body of the poor marshal was tied
on his horse, which the men caught not
far off, grazing.
They found, as they bore Mamie back
to her sisters house, that it was only a
flesh wound in her left arm which soon
healed, and she was as well and strong as
ever in few days, but very much shaken,
of course, by her bandit adventure.
Two or three weeks ago, when Mamie
and Forrest were on their wedding tour
IN Colorado, they were not at all surprised
to read in the Denver paper, July ?, that
the notorious Starr gang had been cap
tured in Colorado Springs, and with them
the little horse dealer, who turned out, as
the unfortunate marshal had supposed, to
be the wife of the chief.
Mamie often wonders why the woman
tried to run away with her, and Forrest
Fairfax thinks, with a SILVER, what a
narrow escape his little wife had from
being held as ransom