Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-03-03

you are afraid OF what they Think
Jack WingroW afraid! Not he! Let
me help You to light"
While he placed her a chair and hast
ened to fetch the water, Mabel took
survey OF the room.
Her eyes dwelt long upon the door
way where Wingrow had disappeared
This was apparently the entrance to
an underground vault.
Then, hearing the steps of the outlaw
returning, Mabel hastily picked up
tasty morocco belt from the mantel,
containing a brace Of richly mounted
pistols.
20, Mr. Wlngrow, where did you get
these? They're just what I've been
wanting for so long! You must bring
them over some time for father to buy
for me-wOn't you?"
"Do you like 'em? Ef you do, they're
yourn, or anythin' else I've got,
eagerly replied Jack, aud then, as
Mabel hesttsted, he clumsily buckled
thsm around her waist
From step 10 step she led the outlaw
on until he repeated his offer, and
Mabel hesitated-so admirably, that 4
far more acute man than WingroW
would nave been deceived.
"Weu, hardly know. Father has
taken such foolish dislike 10 you, that
l know be would not consent. l should
dearly Ike suen a life; why, 1t would
be equal 10 being queen"
Gracefully effecting her escape, she
rode slowly homeward, with u sicken-
ing feeling OF disgust, mingled with
eXultaJiOn.
Day after day passed on, and while
outwardly events pursued their usual
course, MabeIs plot was progressing
rapidly.
Indeed, it required all her skill and
tact TO keep Jack WIngrow In proper
subsection.
But she was equal to the task; aud,
once fairly started in the scheme, she
experienced a strange, wild pleasure in
| duping the infatuated outlaw.
George had taken his employer into
their confidence. and had selected sew
eral others whom ne knew 10 be trust
worthy. and upon whose aid he relied
| al the moment of action.
The outlaw chief had at length per-
suadsd her, with great apparent di fl =
Guilty, to consent TO an elopement.
According 10 their plans, Jack Win
grow was TO appoint himself as guard
on that particular night
Only one man was needed, at any
! time, 10 act as such, for the cabin was
so strongly built that an entrance could
scarcely be effected by force even if I'M
defended.
But with a half score OF stout fellows
at hand they could, as they thought,
etfectually defy any force that might
be brought against them.
Mabel was to arrive about midnight
and rap lightly upon the door Wingrow
would open, aud then, mounting their
steeds, they were TO leave the cabin to
care for itself until their fight was dis
covered.
The appointed night came at length
and all were ready.
Mabel and George, leading their five
companions, fully armed aud resolved
10 conquer at all risks. rode out from
the settlement and proceeded toward
the outlaw stronghold.
The men crept as close TO the door as
they dared TO, crouching low down in
the shade. Then Mabel advanced aud
gave the signal
A low voice called her by name, and
as she replied, the door opened and Jack
Wingrow emerged.
Hist. don't make no noise. The men
are all asleep. Let me" and be strove
TO em brace the maiden, who avoided
him, and stepped back.
Like a hungry panther, George May
lie sDrang forward.
Without a struggle Wingrow was
thrown down and hastily bound and
gagged.
Then the settlers noiselessly entered
the cabin and lighted the lamps until
all within was light as day.
The heavy slab door leading into the
vault door was partially closed and Sc
cured. Three men took their stations
beside the entrance with dubbed rifles,
while others stood with ready revolt
vers commanding the doorway.
Then George set up a loud cry OF
'Flre"
The despersdoes focked to the en-
trance. ana one alter another fell like
logs, while the young herder continued
his cries.
A wagon was procured aud the pris-
aners were taken to the settlement,
where the next daY they were tried and
condemned TO death.
Mr.. Craythorne was as good as his
word, and a week after Mabel became
the wife of-not the penniless herds
man, but the landed gentleman-Boston
Globe.