Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1894-05-12

dead; but 50 easily "the squire"
rested on the wet moss that the ong
had heard him singing might still
have been on his lips His pockets,
turned lining outward, were empty.
Snatching up his fallen pick, tore
on to the log house, knowing well
whom l should find there. My long,
sharp knife was in my belt. Irac
Ell round to the back; the little
kitchen door was undone; the fiends
in possession had small fear of in
terrnption. They were i'm "the
squire's" bedroom making free with
some whiskey which he had kept in
the cupboard. Where was Miss
Helen?
l found her in the sitting room,
tied in her chair, her lips bleeding
over her white teeth; the cursed
hounds had struck her.
"There are three of them," she
whispered; 'those two who came
and another man. They watched
for my father and murdered him
they told me SO. Harkl they are
coming. Ned they have pistols,
and will shoot you where you stand.
Go away this instant-only-kill
kill me first;' and she lifted her
white pillar of throat
"Now, my beauty" roered a
drunken voice through the thin
partition, "we're bringin' you a cup
OF whiskey to drink our 'ealths to.
Amt you longing for US to make
love to ye? Well stow away the
! rhino first, and then-you shall
have your turn"
BE quiet" l whispered back to
ker, hacking at the cords with my
knife; and in a few seconds | had
her out of the chair, and we dashed
out of the housI together.
On and on, until the last tree
was at our backs. Then we made
for a lane which led to Johnson's
Tavern, leaving the yells faint in
the distance. There we stopped,
and there we told our tale.
News spread quickly at the dig
gins, and Judge Lynch is for inn
mediate action. Before noon the
stolen gold-including two big mug
gets-had been recovered, and a
couple of figures dangled from an
oak by the wayside.
As soon as it was possible Miss
Helen started for Melbourne, where
she was t" set sail for England,
where she would join her mothers
relatives-very heavy swells, indeed
| believe. And l followed her in
secret every inch of the way, though
she knew it not until | stool by
her on the deck of the steamer,
after | had helped to stow her box
es safely in the hold. Then | blurt-
ed out that hoped she would not
be offended at my coming, but"
And then l shut up,
"Nedp she cried, "brave Ned!
Dear, kind, good Nedl There are
debts which can never be repaid,
and / am your bebtor always-al
ways, NedW and holding out her
hands to me she bowed her lovely
head upon my big brown fists and
sobbed.
you are very welcome, Miss
Helen" l spoke with quiet voice,
II wish-I could have been a gem
tleman for Just little while, so
that | might have served you bet
ter"
"A gentlemanl" she cried, lifting
her face and looking full at me,
and then she raised those hard fists
of mine to her soft lips and kissed
them. Yes, she kissed them-and
I-how was l to help 1.-THE touch
of those soft lips broke me down
smash. Yet she was not angry
not offended. She put out her lit
tie hands to me again, meaning-I
knew it-both to silence and to
comfort me. She did not speak
for what could she have said-what
could any stately lady such as she
have said? Besides, the steamers
engines were putting, and time was
up. She laid her head down on
my arm a moment and then she
left me with rain of plying tears.
a When the vessel had passed com