The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1896-06-13
PART III.


breathing hard, with the gag cutting
into his mouth, he almost despaired.
And then taking courage he again be-
gan to move about, when he thought
his hands were not so much hindered.
Certainc all at once, that the rope had
stretched, he stopped his rolling and
tried to move the arm that seemed to
be least confined AS he did this the
rope stretched further. With hope he
worked at it again. These fellows were
not sailors in the tying of o knot, God
be thanked; and after a half hour In
this struggle he was able to free a hand.
Now give man like Captain Paul
Jones one hand free and he could ac-
complish the rest Twenty minutes
| after he was on his feet, bruised and
MANNED between his struggles with his
assailants and the scarcely less severe
one with his bonds But he was free
again. clothes torn, himself cut and
bruised. the ropes and bandages that
had confined him in heap on the floor.
The room was dark except for the
light that entered from a high window
in the rear.
And just then he heard steps as from
some distant part of the house. Try
ing the front door, which had admitted
him, he found it closed. In his deg
peration he turned through a door at
the left opposite to that from which
the steps came. Seeing window in
this room. he sprang toward it, pushed
it up, while over his shoulder a glare
of light fell from the next room.
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tion, and in English.
THE devil!" exclaimed another IN
French.
"Quic.S, he is in the next room!" said
the first
BY this time Capt Jones had his WIN
dow opened and, without pausing to
examine where he was to land. he was
over the sill while bullet fred by one
of the Dursuers whistled past his ear.
He heard the report an instant after
he sunk on the soft turf. For, as luck
would have 1.-THE luck which favors
those men that dare all things--he had
| fallen on the turf in the little garden
| back of the house. In the opened VIM
dow above appeared Suddenly two faces.
There were two Of them.
''Wretches," cried the Chevalier
Jones' forgetting all prudence. If Il
had known there were only two of you
| / had stopped to kill you"
For answer one of the fellows thrust
| his leg over the sill and dropped, with
an oath, into the garden. Quicker than
a flash. and not considering how many
! others might follow, Capt Jones' nm
| gers, still numbed with the bands, were
| at his throat, while the other fellow
| paused in the window above, disregard
| ing his comrades plight. or doubtless
| thinking he should be able to settle q
man weakened as Capt. Paul Jones GER
| tainly must be after his terrible eXperi-
ence. 1T the moment loud pound
ing was heard at the street door. The
man in the window, knowing that this
| probably came from the watch aroused
| by the pistol shot, turned and fed from
the window. doubtless considering it
near impossible to get away over the
high wall inclosing the garden, and
knowing an exit in the rear.
Capt Jones, left with his man. and,
being still on top in the struggle, clung
to the fellows throat with the tenacity
of desperation, till the man sank back
choked into unconscousness.
The noise and cries at the front door
still continued
BY this time the excitement of the lit
tie action had restored Capt. Jones'
sense. Kicking the fellow to find
whether he was really unconscious he
looked up to see II he could not gain the
house to admit the people at the door,
who, he thought, undoubtedly were the
watch. Noticing a vine that crept up
the stones almost to the SILL he found
that cinging to it he could gain the sill.
A lantern was on the floor of the room,
as the desperadoes had left it.
In the meantime the knock and voices
| at the door were imperative.
"Open. In the kings name!"
Il cannot. They have taken the
key"
And who are you?" demanded the
voice. the knocks ceasing.
"The Chevalier Paul Jones, beguiled
to this house and robbed"
'"The Chevalier Jones!" exclaimed the
voice incredulously
The chevalier, or better the captain,
as his proudest American title was, was
known and admired throughout Paris.
The watch could not believe 1t was he
He insisted he was Captain Paul Jones.
He told them to try the rear door by
which he believed one of the men had
escaped. The house was on the corner
of lane turning from the Rue Richie
lieu into the adjoining street. The
watch found easily an entrance by
which the men in the house had es-
capped.