San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1895-11-10

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than he has done, for I see his hand III
our misfortune? What mischief, 1 sayi
Out with it, man, for your looks betray
fear of something worse. "
Faith, Jack, dread he has gone to
fetch help and will lodge us in Jail for
this business. -
"Jailp' cries he in passion of des-
peration. why, this will undo Mol
forever Her husband can never forgive
her putting such shame upon him. Rouse
yourself, man, from your stupor. Get
me something i'll the shape of ham,
mer, for Gods sake, that we may burst
our way from this accused trap.
1 bethought me of an AK for splitting
wood that lay in the kitchen, and fetch
ing it quickly put it in his hand. Bid
ding me stand aside, he let fly at the
door like a mailman. The splinter flew,
but the door held good, and when he
staid Il moment to take new grip ON
his AK / heard a clamor of voices outside
-Simon's, higher than the rest, crying,
MY new door, that cost me seven and
eightpencen'
THE lock, the lockp' says l. "Strike
that off.
Down came the AK, striking spark of
fire from the lock, which fell with a
clatter at the next blow, but ere we had
time to open the door Simon and his
party, entering by the back door, forced
us to turn for our defense. Perceiving
Dawson armed with an AK, however,
these fellows paused, and the leader,
whom / recognized for the constable of
our parish, carrying a staff in one hand
and lanthorn in t'other, cried to us in
the kings name TO surrender ourselves.
Take us if you can, ;" cries Dawson,
land the Lord have mercy on the first
who comes within my reach!'
Deity enough old Simon, snatching
the fellows cap who stood next him,
filings it at the candle that stands f1aring
on the floor and jostles the constable's
lanthorn from his hand, so that in
moment we We're all in darkness. TAX
ing US at this disadvantage, for Dawson
dare not lay about him with his AK, for
fear of hitting me by misadventure, the
rascals closed at once, and most bloody,
desperate fight ensued.
For, after the first onslaught, i'll which
Dawson, dropping his ak, as being use
less at such close quarters, and crap
pied each our man, the rest, knowing
not friend from foe in the obscurity and
urged on by fear, fell upon each other,
this one striking out at the first he met,
and that giving as good as he had tax
en-, and so all fell a-mauling and bella
boring with such lust Of vengeance that
presently the whole place was of an up
roar with the din of cursing, bowling
and hard blows. For my own lot had
old Simon to deal with, as knew at
once by the cold, greasy feel of his leath-
ern jerkin, he being enraged to make
me his prisoner for the i'll l had done
him. Hooking his horny fingers about
my throat, he chung to me like any wild
cat, but stumbling shortly over two
who were rolling on the floor we went
down both with a crack, and with such
violence that he, being undermost, was
stunned by the fall. Then, my blood
boiling at this treatment, l got astride
of him and roasted his ribs royalty, and
with more force than ever l had conceiv-
ed myself to be possessed of, and grow
ing beside myself with this passion of
war do think l should have pounded
him into pulp but that two other COM
batants, falling across me with their
whole weight, knocked all the wind out
of my body, expressing me so grievous-
| " that twas as much as / could do to
draw myself out of the fury and get a
gasp of breath again.
About this time the uproar began to
| subside, for those who had got the worst
of the battle thought it advisable to
sneak out of the house for safety, and
those who had Jared better, fearing a
reverse of fortune, counted they had
done enough for this bout, and so also
withdrew.
"Are you living, Kit?" asks Dawson
then.
AYE" says 1 as vaiantly as you
please, land ready to fight another hall
dozen such rascals, % but pulling the
broken door open, all the same, to gel
out the easier in case they returned.
"Why, then, let's co." says he, "un
less any is minded to have us stay"
! No one responding to this challenge
we made ado to find a couple of hat!
and cloal1s for our use and sailed out.
(Which way do we turn" asks Daw
son as we come into the road.
whittier would you go, Jack?"
"Why, to war; Moll of her danger
to be sure.
apprehended no danger to her ant
believed her husband would defend her il
any case better than we could, but Daw
son would have it we should warn them
and so we turned toward the court Ant
now upon examination we found w
had come very well out of this fight, TO
save that the wound in Dawson's hant
had been opened afresh we were neithc
much the worse.
But let us set our best foot fore