Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1894-10-01

ry, get our guns-I'll show you that new
| one-and start.
| The sun was setting when they reached
Pluto canyon. They had seen no trace OF
| the warden's camp, but as they began the
| ascent OF the ravine man came out to
meet them. Paddock heart beat madly.
| His desire for excitement and peril was
curiously confused with natural sympathy
for the under man in the fight. But the
stranger proved to be guard, stationed
there to direct the endorsements farther
up the canyon, whittier clew had guided
the warden and his party. So they pressed
on, leaving their horses in the mans care
at the foot of tho ridge, for the sides OF
tho mountain sloped steeply. Converse
ton became difficult as they climbed, and
they toiled on in silence till they had
reached the summit and found the party.
We've got him this time" were the
white haired warden S first words, his fine,
benevolent face glowing in triumph. He
campcd on this very spot last night Burns
and Davis are out now. If they don't find
him, you and I'll do the business, Jar
rett.' He threw back his handsome head.
smiling pleasantly.
They threw themselves upon the ground
| the reporter the particulars of the escape.
| He was Interrupted by the arrival of the
| two guards They had found nothing.
well, Jarrett, you, Wilson, Bennett
| and this young fellow, if he wants to, come
along with me. They took the trail up
the mountain Vol just climb over the
| hill yonder. On the other side the brush
| is thick, with the trail toward Hatton's
| 60 IF Cra
| dali if l I'm not much mistaken"
Soon they were ready. Tho warden's
| enthusiasm had communicated itself to
his companions. Jarrett examined his
| new, long revolver lovingly, for Gran
dali ism It the man to go back for life with
out fight" Wilson and Bennett march
| ed on grimly, watching every bush, and
| Paddock followed, his brain in q whirl of
excitement. The long twilight of the
summers day had passed. In the dark,
warm night they walked on softly, speak
ing only in whispers.
| The young mans conflicting sentiments
had yielded by this time to the expecta
ton, the vigilant enthusiasm of the rest of
| the party. Jarrett rifle which the re-
porter had taken for moment while the
| former examined his pistol, he held IN
1
nerves were SO strained that the slightest
noise came to him like shock. When
| Jarrett touched him upon the shoulder to
| tell him that the warden had called a halt
he jumped nervously. Jarrett lips curlet
beneath his heavy, dark red mustache
| Under cover Of the darkness he did no,
| try to conceal the CLEAN Of contempt in
his small, keen eyes.
I % h,nf 40 frai ha yrh
| to Wilson. Warden, Bennett, and III
| 90 on down the ravine. He"-pointing to
| Paddock-'had better stay here with you
while you watch. He'll do less damage
there than with us. A shot from us or
from you'll be the signal that Crandall S
found"
He had spoken with his mouth close to
the guard car.
| Wilson and Paddock stood in silence,
| watching till the wardcn's party had dis
| appeared. For long time they waited,
| expecting every moment to hear the sig
j nal. The young mans nervous trembling
had passed away. He was eager for the
| conflict The softer sentiments had van
ished. Only the savage in him remained
md longcd for battle.
/ After a time he could no longer bear in.
Il
l luty, which gave him the liberty of pacing
up and down. The moon was just rising.
| Rocks and bushes took queer shapes in
| Tho dim light, and from behind any of
| shcm Crandall might be lurking With a
! nod to the guard, the young man turned
| and climbed to the top of the hill Far
Town n glimmcr of light from the broad
| moon tipped the shining barrel of Jar
II rntt' al yt-hi 1asS hn hol clp6
] IN his hand. The warden and his two men
| were creeping cautiously along.
/ Paddock stood awhile Then, rounding
| turn in tho twisting trail, suddenly he
| came upon the murderer crouched behind
| great rock, his eyes bent upon tho same
| CLEAN of steel that had attracted Pad
l lock s attention.
Throw up your handsr' Paddock com.
mandcd, his young voice vibrating with
triumph. Suddenly, remembering Jar
rctt's rife, which he had forgotten in his
l excitement, he covered the man before
him.
Surprised at this unexpected assault In
the rear, the man jumped, turned, bent
for his gun-then obeyed The defiance
In his haggard face yielded to despairing
1 consciousness of defeat.
They stood thus for minute the con
vict braced against tho towering rock, one
hand above his head, the other bound in
dirty cloth hanging limp at his side
But as the young mans eyes met those
I other smoldering, hunted ones, only the
rifles length away, suddenly his other sell
lwoke. Gradually his ordinary point OF
view presented itself He had intended tt
be simply a spectator What personal OF
i ,flicial resentment had he to crafty? His
most powerful feeling as they stood there
facing each other in the dusky silence was
one of establishment to find himself in such
a position.
He shifted the rifle.
l Crandall looked at him inquiringly
The young man Redeemed with embar.
rassment. He laughed shortly, confused
I ly, lowered his rifle and walked off, leav-
ing the convict still standing, ono hand
above his head, almost petrifed with as
constituent.
Suddenly awakening from his amaze
ment to the danger of his position, Gran
dali glanced quickly to either side. Then
he made for the brush and Disappeared
Afra Yorkc In Argonaut.