The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1904-05-05
turned on the water in the fire bydran \

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and disconnected the hose they had 20
effectively employed.
There. blast your said Rollway
Charley, jerking the mill man to his
feet. How do you like too much wa
ter. hey?"
The unexpected comedy changed the
party's mood. 1t was no longer ques-
tion of killing A number broke into
the store and shortly emerged bearing
pals of kerosene. with which they del
uged the slabs on the windward side
of the mill The flames caught the
structure instantly. A thousand sparks,
borne by the oifshore breeze, fastened
like so many stngng insects on the
lumber In the yard.
II burned as dried balsam thrown on
a camp fire. The heat of it drove the
onlookcrs far back in the village, where
in silence they watched the destruction.
Daily and his man were slapped and
cuffcd hithcr and thither ut the mems
will. Their faces bled. their bodies
achcd as one brusc.
That squares u.s." said the men. eff
we can't cut this year, neither kin you.
It's up to you now"
Then. like u destroying horde of To-
Gusts. they gutted the Office and the
store, smashing what they could not
carry to the fire. The dwellings and
saloons they did not disturb. Finally.
about noon. they kicked their two pris-
oners into the river and struggled back
along the right of way.
IL surmisc we took that town apart
some" said Shorty with satisfaction.
Il should rise to remark" replied
Kerlie.
At the boarding house they found
Wallace Carpenter and Hamilton seat
ed on the veranda. It was now after
noon. The wind had abated somewhat.
and the sun was struggling with the
still flying scuds.
Hello boys" said Wallace. been
for little walk in the woods?
yes. sir replied Hyland. we
I'D rather not hear" interrupted
Wallace. There's quite fire over
cast. suppose you haven't noticed
| IT,"
Hyland looked gravcly eastward.
"Sure nough," said he.
Better get some grub" suggested
Wallace.
After the men had gone in he turned
to the journalist
"Hamilton," lie began. write all you
know about the drive and the break
| and the rescue. but as to the burning
of the mill
| sThe other held out his hand.
Good" said Wallace, offering his
own.
And that was as far as the famous
Shinglevlle raid ever got. DAILY did
his best to collect even circumstantial
evidence against the participants, but
in vain. lie could not even get any
one to say that Il single member of the
village of Carpenter had absented him.
self from town that morning. This
might have been from loyalty or II
might have been from fear of the venge-
ancc the Fighting Forty would sure
ly visit on a traitor. Probably It was
combination of both. The fact re-
mains. however. that DAILY never knew
surely Of but one man implicated In
the destruction of his plant. That man
was Injun Charley; but Injun Charley
promptly disappeared.
After an interval Tim Shearer. Rad.
way and kcrlie came out again.
Where's the bossi" asked Shearer.
Il don't know, Tim" replied Wallace
seriously. "Pve looked everywhere.
He's gone. He must have been all cut
up. | think he went out Ia the woods
TO get over it. | am not worrying
Harry has lots of sense. He'll come in
| about dark"
"Surew said Tim.
"How about the boys stakes?" que
ried Radway. II hear this is bad
smash for the firm"
well see that the men get their
wages all right" replied Carpenter. a
little disappointed that such question
should be asked at such a time.
"All right" rejoined the cOntract
"We're all going to need our money
this summer"