The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1900-02-11
THE THOMAS POTTS CO.,
siiIiers' Agents, Richmond, Va.

hj(fioTS' AGENTS, E1CHn1OHus va.
that he would shoot her and all of us
on sight
..He burns our fences, shoots our mules
and drives our cows off into other coun-
tiles.
MA hasn't slept IN a bed for ten
wears She sits in chair with her pls-
to!s on u table right by her side, and
she makes the boy sleep IN her room
with pistols and shotguns loaded ready
for Neeze Brust. Ed stays in the toll
house at night and has a belt full OF
pistols
"But can the law do nothing?'
asked.
.Why. fNeeze Brust has bought every
ir,dse and Jury that ever tried him, ana I
they arc all nfriad of his pistols. lie
is the most desperate character in Carr
rard county, and it's a mighty hard
county. too. The papers are nfrald 20
mention lis deeds, or you'd certainly
,,aye heard of him before; but ms son
Guy is a good boy, and not a DIT me
his father."
The next day Mrs. Cohorn told INC
more of the desparado's history.
A BROKEN HEART.
He WIS going to church with Nell Hart
one night and he just took her to the
preacher. and with his pistols in MS
hands made the man perform the mar
rage ceremony and made Ter consent:
she did not live many years she
wus gentle and timid. and she G:ed OF
fear and a broken heart lheir sou
Guy takes after his wife.
One Suaay not long afterwards, Ed
drove Blanche and me to preaching NJ
the little country church. a young man
with dark hair and eyes, and broad.
strong irce, sat near us. and whenever
I turned from the preacher | found ms
gaze fixed intently upon Blanche AS
we rode homeward he passed US on
horse. and 1 saw Blanche nod and smile.
WHO is he?" / nsked.
Guy Brust," she replied with pink
cheeks and darkening eyes.
I made little success OF my schoo'.
We were constantly rushing to the
Der. with pistols in our hands, to Wa'ch
a Ilorseulan gallop by. The nights We're
black horrors did not sleep four
hours in the twenty-four, often not one
I was terrified one day to see Mrs.
Coiorn buckle on her pistols and go
down to the toll-gafe, When NeeAe
Brust actually did come riding down
ti,c Stanford pike. l expected another
battle. but he ratified the money into
her hand and rode quiely on as though
no feud existed.
AS the summer heightened I grew
accustomed to my life of uncertainty
and excitement There were wild horse
hack rides with Blanche that were Won
derfuly ,invigoratinC. Often the boys
hurried in from the fields, alert with
the news that Neeze Brust was in the
forest ip.actici,2g target shooting. and
then would come hours of whiting ana
watching.
One night in the fall I was aroused
from sleep by Mrs. Cohorn.
c.JJ0TS
| "Get up and dress she whispered
ho,rselv ..rhere have been shots fired
down at the dollhouse. and I'm sure
hes killed Ed
was black and stormy outside, and
late thunder storm was brewing.
could see the cross turnpike GUNNER
white under the hashes OF ns!',ii..5
which every few moments cleft the dark
sky.
| Then T saw a caravan OF dark figures
| corre into view on the Harrodsburg
| pike. 1 was ustonished and frightened.
| Could Neeze Erust be bringing an army
| of men to murder us all?
There must have been eighty or more
| Of them. each with a long dark cloak COW
| ering him and part Of his horse Ihey
! u-ore dark masks and carried smnIi
lanterns that flashed little tongues or
| light here and there, showing me their
| figures plainly between the bright plays
| of the storms electricity.
Mrs. Cohorn rushed up the stairs and
| Kissed: 1.-The IIu KluX! The ku hiuN
| are coming! and Neeze Brusts at the
| toll-c,te. I have been watching close
| ever since the shots were fired. and he
! has not gone away.
Under a vivid lightning-fash I saw the
| large. snuare-shouldered figure of q man,
! taller BY fnr than Neeze Rrust, watching
an md n
near by L thought I saw the shadow
| of a wonans dress
| 4 Sudden suspicion crossed my mind,
| and I went into Blanche's room and
| found it empty, her bed-cover not even
! turned down.
! The ii, KfuX were now sallop,ns ciose
| TO the toll-gnte, and from the little
| house itself loud cursings and rawlings
| drifted up to me.
ITS Neeze Rrrst. but I can't see how
(; 10 got fastened in said Mrs. Cohorn.
II have seen another man skul!ling out
| side the dollhouse, too. What cEn 1t
| mean?"
THE KU KLUX.
| The yard and pike now teemed with
| the dark-robed figures of the ku kluE'
| who silently moved and silently acted.
! 1,i,ev brought the lnaddened captive from,
! the dollhouse tied him to a white horse,
| and rode away with him. The beating
| of horses. hoofs and the cursings OF
| the murderer were borne back to me on
| the nights stormy wind.
| went down stairs, and while Mrs.
| Cohorn and her two living sons went TO
| the dollhouse to mourn over the body
of Ed-a last victim of INeeze Brust-
J! r crept out into the gloom of the dense,
4 damp tir-trees in search of Blanche
! T found her walking with Guy Brust,
| who was shaking and sobbing under {,
| strong emotion, and Blanche was qu!ver-
| ing with white terror.
! ..Guy was here walking with me-. she
whispered as went up to her and took
! her cold hand, "nnd we saw 5Neeze so
| in the dollhouse and shoot Ed down.
| GUY knew that the Ku KluN We're on
his track, for he killed young man
in kirkviile yesterday without any
i cause. So Guy .c4osedithe door and barred
! him in. It's his own fnther, You know.
l md Guy can't help feeling the awfulness
of his act in giving him up to justice"
/ we returned to the house, and Guy
was made to drink some blackberry cor
1 dial and to warm himself oyer. the huge
| fire which the boys built on the kitchen
| hearth.
When the house had grown quiet. and
I, + he