The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-11-09

Finding himself unable to force
the door, Cashel passed round the
mill, seeking some means of en-
trance. Dolly followed from one
grated window to another, deter
mined to keep him in sight if posi-
BILE.
'I'll burn the MILL" he cried.
perhaps that'll bring ye to rea-
son. -
But this proposition was greeted
by Billings with such yell of con-
sternation that Dolly had little fear
of it's being put into execution. But
even if. maddened by defeat, and
enraged by Billings refusal to trust
him with the money, the scoundrel
had actually carried out his cruel
suggestion, the stout hearted girl
would have met her fate bravely.
defending her fathers property with
her life rather than permit it to fall
into the hands of these villains. She
saw that her own death was certain
if the assailant gained admission.
and she knew that her father would
be robbed. 1t was to risk all against
nothing, and she consequently held
fast to her resolve to stay as she
was while life remained, or until as
sistanoe could reach her.
The building offered no openings
to the baffled ruf6an except the sim
gle oak door, which was beyond his
power to force. Yes. there was one,
and that was suggested by his con-
federate at the attic window.
"The water gate! The water
gate!" cried Billings! "Ye can get
in through the wheell'
Dolly heard the words, and her
heart sank. It was true. By climb
ing down into the sluice, and under
the shaft of the great wheel, the
man could enter the mill through
the machinery. With yell of de-
light the villain proceeded to adopt
the suggestion, and with fast beat
ing heart the girl watched him un-
til he had disappeared in the sluioe.
Ttwas then that a horrible thought
occurred to her, but in it seemed to
lay her only chance for life. She ran
into the gristroom and seized the
lever which controlled the water
gate. Atordinary times her strength
would have been insufficient to raise
it, but now her imminent peril gave
her the sinews of q giant. Slowly
the heavy bar was raised. She heard
the rush of water as the gate swung
open. The great water wheel began
to turn slowly; the cogs and gear
ing to groan; the large burs to re-
yolve. In a moment the mill was in
full operation.
The poor wretch outside had sue
ceeded in gaining the wheel before
it began to move, and now clung to
one of the arms, thoroughly and
desperately frightened. Thrown
head downward at every revolu-
tion. and nearly drowned by the
water which poured over him, he
screamed and begged to be released
from his rotary prison. The wheel
went round and round, and with it
went the unfortunate Cashel; but
Dolly did not wait to listen to the
oaths and imprecations with which
he filled the air. With all speed she
tore open the door and ran toward
the village. AS she passed around
the curve in the road her eyes fell
upon two men walking toward her.
With bounding heart she recognized
them as Wareham and her father.
To tell her exciting story was the
work of moment, and then the
which had sustained her
through all suddenly LETT her, and
she fell fainting almost before they
could catch her in their arms.
The half drowned Cashel was re-
leased from his uncomfortable posi-
ton, and the two robbers were de-
liyered into the hands of the author
tiles. Wareham had found nothing
the matter with his horse, the er-
rand on which he had been sent be-
ing cunning device of Billings to
get him away from the vicinity.
Suspeoting something wrong, he
had returned to the mill as soon as
possible, bringing the miller back
with him. As for Dolly, she became
the heroine of the region for miles
around. Her courageous exploit
passed into local history, and, though
the events here ohronicled occurred
many years ago, and Dolly long
since became Mrs. Richard Ware
ham, she is best rememb bered among
her old ne,ighbors as Dolly Morse,
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