The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1895-10-17

Hold Up Train.
~ ONE old plainsmen were sit.
~ ting in the smoking compart'
I naent OF car on the North
ern Pacific when, just after
sunset, it came in sight Of the dark
dark red house trimmed with black,
with its broad piazza overlooking q
tiny stream, which the Marquis de
Mores bH' on his headquarters ranch
st Mcdcra. The view OF that house
started some OF the ola plainsmen to
telling stories OF the range.
II was on train coming out here
ooe day." said one. "when 1le Mar
qlis hal his private car hltched to
the enl OF the train. It WAS at just
about the height OF the trouble he had
with the rustler$, and if I hadn't
known about it before, I would have
learned the TACT sure that trip. ! had
met the Marquis as cattlemaD, and so
when he happened through the train
and saw NE, he invited me to have
cigar with him IN his car. It was &
good cigar, toe.
"Well, We sat there talking until we
were about City or sixty miles from
Medora, when the conductor came in
with telegram tlat said 800 men, all
armed. had gathered at Medora to
give the Marquis a reception that
would end il killing him. The con-
ductor wanted to know what he should
dc with the car of the Marquis.
lob, said the Marquis, 4 wouldn't
bother about that now. Wait till we
get there and III tell you what to
do
$50 the conductor went out feeling
about as nervous as he had ever felt III
his life, as he said afterward, for be
knew some Of the gang to be very
much in earnest in their determina-
tion to kill the Frenchman. But the
Marquis was not disturbed little. bit.
He didn't ever mention the subject
after the conductor went out. After
e. couple Or hours or so the conductor
came into the car again.
"'Eere's your station, he said, and
they are all waiting for YOU.
"'Ihat's all right, said the Marquis;
'just set NY car on the siding op-
posite the platform.
"We pclled up to the platform, and
it vas well covered with men, every one
Of whom would have been glad to see
the Marquis strung up to telegraph
pole, but that Frenchman, as smiling
and clipper as ever he was in a ball
room, stepped off the car, nodded to
the men here and there whom he
knew By sight, ana walking right
through the gang, went up to his
house on the hill there. It was his
uer7e that saved him. They were
just tough enough to like it,
"We had some lively times in those
days." said another. 81 remember
being on the train about here one
night. It WAS the east-bound train,
any way, and about as dark as it is
now, or little later, perhaps. We'd
stopped at a water tank and 1 WAS
smoking here just ss we are now, when
one Of my men came into the car. It
was hundred miles from the ranch,
and I was mighty surprised, for he
was badly winded and could just talk
in whisper.
"'Quick!' he said. Hide me some.
where. There's six OF EN- after me-.
"sGet into the berth over mice,'
said I, telling him ny number.
"It won't do. They'll be in here
ana search every berth, he replied,
and so I just put him in my own
berth and got in in front of him. I
hadn't got my head on the pillow
when they came; and they looked into
every, berth, too, but when they saw
me they didn't recognize me, and that
is all that saved both Of us. New
York Sun.