Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1901-07-18
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| shoot the man that breaks down the
I door,
She then made pretense OF piling
up furniture before the door to barri-
cade it, and under cover of the noise
opened the rear window and sprang
out. AS soon as she gained the ground
she fairly flew to the stable, where she
unloosed the half broken colt, Taurus.
Not daring to take time to saddle or
bride him, she led him to the bars,
and grasping the single rope attached
to his halter, sprang upon his back.
BY this time the robbers had broken
down the locked door and discovered
her escape. They returned hastily to
the front of the cabin, where their
horses were tethered, mounted them,
and started in pursuit of their victim.
The odds seemed greatly against the
brave little woman. Taurus under
stood at once that without bride or
bit he was practically master of the
situation, and began kicking, rearing
and plunging. But on hearing pur-
suing hoof beats he started, shifted
the air, and then, detecting the old
familiar trail down the creek, which
he had followed so many times in
company with the herd, he galloped
rapidly in that direction. This was
what Mrs. Williams had couAsed upon
and trusted to. AS shot after shot
whistled round her from her pursuers
she clasped her arms around Taurus
neck and laid her head against his
long, black name, in an attempt to
make as poor target as possible.
But now Taurus blood was up. At
the sound of the pursuing horses, the
singing of the bullets round his head,
and touch as of fire on his back.
where one of the missiles made slight
flesh wound, he threw up his head,
snorted with rage, and with one Nigh
ty leap into the air. bounded down the
trail with speed which it is probable
was never equalled by any of his ia
nous progenitors.
Whether the robbers horses were
already jaded, or whether Taurus
speed was too great for them at best,
the desperadoes soon gave up the
chase. But the colt did not slacken
his speed till, trembling, wild-eyed
his tianks reeking with blood and
foam, he stopped at the round up,
seven miles away.
Breathless and dizzy, Mabel slid to
the ground, and in a few words in
formed her husband of what had taken
place at the cabin. In a few moments
Mr.. Williams and four of his men had
saddlad their horses and were on their
way to the ranch.
When they arrived they found the
house in utter confusion and the rob-
bers gone. Nothing had been taken.
Under the fiat stone the four little
buckskin bags and their contents ye-
mained safe and untouched.
A few months later the robbers were
apprehended for other crimes, for
which they were tried and served their
terms in the penitentiary.
AS for Addison, he discovered ia
vorable location for his store, and is
now well-to-do merchant in a large
western city.
Mrs. Williams is past middle life
now, and has streaks of gray in her
black hair. but she has never forgot
ten her wild seven-mile ride on the
back of the unbroken colt, and rather
enjoys relating the adventure when
coaxed to do SO. She likes better.
however, to call attention to her favor
ite horse, Taurus, which, although ra-
ther advanced in years, is still hand
some. mettlesome animal, with scar
across his back where the robbers
bullet plowed his skin on that memo
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