Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1897-05-20

man.
woman. ' '''
Hustle up here! Git outv and
one OF the robbers hold the door omen
with his left hand, while he covered
the passengers with the revolver in
his right.
Or course they all filed out and
were stood up in a row. There was
much trembling on the part of the
men, and the poor old woman went
audioly. 1t only took few mo.
mentS to go through the packets of
'he line and to investigate the mes.
Senger's small safe. Probably tho
road.agents would have taken to thp
mis- at this moment had not one of
thcm beheId the frail figure within
the coach.
Aold on, boys! Here's one we
forgot and he started i'm with an
oath to drag forth the cOnsumptive.
AS he entered, most plaintive,
cough-interruptcd voice greeted him,
and, tough as he was, he paused.
Please, don't make me get ont
| am very sick. | will die, | know.
II you will only let me be, | will
tell you where you can get two hun
dred dollars which you have over.
looked. have no money, but I
know whore tho two hundred dollars
! iS.'
The robbers outside, having heard
the shrill, penetrating voice, glanced
at each other. The leader called out
TO his fellow within the coach:
All right, Bill; find out where
them two hundred is, and let the
poor devil alone. We got to be
skipping OUT
The piping voice took courage. -
Gentlemen, if you will ask that old
lady to remove her left shoe you will
find the money
The men began to mutter and
Scowl. The drummer even found
courage enough to say it was n shame
to rob poor old woman Of her last
dollar, and no one but the most de-
praved sort of road-agent would be
guilty Of such an act. The leader
walked up to the drummer, slapped
his face and tickled the end Of his
nose with the muzzle Of his six
shooter. The drummer discreetly
held his tongue until the thieves
were gone.
1t was with sighs and sObs that
the old lady seated herself on the
ground, took her shoe from that fat
foot, and handed up her last dollar.
In twinkling it was pOcketed, and
the outlaws jumped for their horses
and were gone.
What hubbub broke out when
the people found themselves alone
once more With one accord thew
assailed the man within the coach.
'Oh, you villain, you wretch, to
tell them OF my money = cried the
woman as she shook him by the
shoulders.
The drummer entered at this mo-
ment. He had been talking to the
other men Of the party in low tones.
just step out, madam we want
to talk with him. he said.
She oheyed, and several entered.
1T was noticed that the driver had
his rein5 in his hands and one end of
them looked suspiciousIy like a moose.
You ID rascal said the driver,
TO have deliberately given this
woman's money over to those out
laws! Well make short shift of
yOu;' and he threw the moose over
the mans head.
There was desperate struggle for
a moment, and then the moose fell
down cut through. 1t was seen that
the little man had a bowie i'm his
hand. He spoke in different voice
this time.
'For Gods sake, don't bother me
here. You can hang me at Miles
City as well as here. It's only II
little way | shall not escape. When
we get there, | will have something
to tell you, which will explain my
action. A man always has right
to have a fair hearing before he is
hung, and l claim that privilege
well we can watch him that far ,
said the drummer; 'we can hang
him there as well as here
Some one helped the driver with
the body of the messenger, and the
coach started for town. The drum
mer, the miner and several others
watched the little man intently, but he
made no movement nor did he speak
until the coach numbered up in front
of the postoffice and hotel ; when he
said, in a quiet voice:
Il am Tom - Zone of the fa.
nous men Of the Black Hills,) 'and
have forty thousand dollars i'm this
grip. The only way to save it was
by telling the robbers of the old wo
mans money. am glad to return
it to her, and stake extra for the
worry / caused her. AS for the RESI-
of you, / have nothing to do viii
your losses. We all ran the same
risk. | wish you good evening {;
and he stepped quickly from his sea
| to the door and into she street, drop
ping a bundle Of bills into the LADY,:
lap as he passed"
And after lighting his pipe ou
story teller passed out into the nigh
and wended his way to his humble
cabin.
| CLIENT AND COUNSEL. The ethic
Of the difference between the pro
fessiOnal opinion of paid advocate
and the honest conviction of
learned man were set forth by well
known English barrister who diet
recently. 1t was a case of murder
and the client and counsel wer
closeted together. smith," sale
the barrister, "Of course | know
you didn't murder the man, but, a
a matter Of fact, did you do it wit
the butt end of a revolver or with
stick ?"
! WSir,u said Smith, - swear l an