Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1895-06-14

OIL pam from MN, although hO never
stopped in his hcadlong career, aud the
next instant was out of sight and
hearing.
All tho convicts long ago had boon
locked up in their quarters, md most
of the ollicinls had turned in, but now
palc-faced mon came hurrying up to
tho muster. Tho assistant supcrin-
tendont hurried forward, partly
dressed, and said to his chief:
Anything wrong, sir?"
Yes"
"Any ono cscapod?"
eyes"
"Who is it, sir?"
~"Johnson."
''Not Sunshine?" said tho assistant
in nmazcment.
Flint turned on him savngoly.
81 said johnson. What other John
son is there hore?" And ho glarcd
with cleuched fists nj his subordinate.
Tho other did not answer for n mo-
ment then ho said:
'Shall l turn out the guard and
search for him?"
mo; go to bed"
Little Dorothy, silent and fright
cnod Mt the firing, chung ga.ping to
the pulling. Hor mother camo out and
ran toward her, bending over and try
ing to calm her fright, satisfying her.
self that the child was not hurt. With
the little girl in her arms she mp
preached her husband.
"Who was it?' she inquired i'll
tremulous tones.
"rako that child inl" Numbered
the master of tho ponitentiary. "Whnt
is she doing out at this hour And
get inside yourself"
Mrs. Flint turned without wor.l,
for she knew her husbnnd in this
mood hnd better be left alone IIo
strodo up and down tho platform OF
the verandn, muttoring to himself:
she is suro to be caught, and then
="
Flint ground his teeth; and there
was no question but it would go hard
with the trusted convict when he was
caught.
The bitterness Of 1t MI was that the
whole camp -convicts and guards =
knew how he had trusted Sunshine
johnson, and then he had fired ut him
and missed him.
After an hours walking back and
forth, Flint sat down again in his
chair and covered his face with his
hands, thinking over the startling
events of the night. Suddenly u very
soft and low voice made him spring
from the chair to his feet.
ttNT..r,. NIT A..
Sunshine, with tho lantern in his
hand, stood before him in very de-
jccted and crestfallen manner, his
clothes torn by tho bushes and BRAN
bles through which he had run.
"You scoundrel !" cried Flint, "whst
did you do that for?"
"Well, you see, massa,' SAID the
negro, apologetically, ''you didn't
hear it, did you!"
Like flash Flint understood, and
the hard eyes of the master filled with
tears rs he placed both hands on tho
shoulders of the convict, who, like n
culprit, gazed on the ground. Flint
struggled with his agitation for mo-
ment, but seemed quite unable to say
just what he wanted to say. Finally
he spoke commonplaoely enough.
"rhen you saved the express, did
you, Sunshinc?"
'Tho convict looked up. Tho mas
ter had always called him johnson.
'Yes, massa; and dc conductor he's
n coming. we need shovolling gang
out dar at onct"
Cali right. Sunshine. said Flint.
"You go and tell the superintendent
to come here at once, and tell him TO
rout out q gang to clear away the
dirt. Say, what's the matter with
your arm?"
Sunshine's loft nrm hung limp by
his side, and now that the lantern
flashed upon it Flint saw blood trick.
ling down his hand. Sunshine looked
sheepish and guilty aud scratched his
ankle with his bare too.
"Well, you see, sah, 1 got hit little
on dat arm when dey fired de shot
guns. Don't expect dey fred Mt me,
you sec, sab guess dey wouldn't q
hit me if dey had, dey sort of fired
promiscuous like" he added, as if II
were necessary to make an excuse for
the men who had shot him. "Can'i
expect very good shooting, you know,
for. thirteen dollars month, can
you?"
600 in the house," said Flint; 81
will rout ont tho gang, myself. and I'll
send tho doctor to you at once"
AT this moment the conductor, with
ia lantern hanging from his elbow, ana
o brakeman, clambered up from the
track into the convict camp. Tho
conductor was ioyial follow who
knew Flint.
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