Durant weekly news. (Durant, Choctaw Nation, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 190?-1944, 1905-05-19

tODlf'hNN ~ AAc " thA
n ~ into the yard and noiselessly
raised ladder against u win
dow OF the schoolroom. lie nscended
with somewhat unsteady gait TO his
surprise, the window was open. but
he did not know that a sentinel was
standing by in the shade. The night
was cold. aud two candles fllckered ON
a table. showing him that the boys in
various positions. We're slumbering on
the floor. covered by rugs and blankets.
Stepping into the room, he gazed
about him. astonished at his success
aud scarcely knowing how TO proceed.
In an instant Carr. who was the SEN
tincl. shut the window and called loud
ly to the boys to come TO his assistance.
Colllnson and others were quickly ON
their legs, Mr.. Mole was surrounded
and thrown ON the floor, his hands be-
ing fastened behind his back with
rope. He did not make much resist
ance as, strictly speaking. he was
hardly sober.
Just what we expectedw exclaimed
Collinson. Carr, you're a brick and
have done your duty like mani Make
the window fast now. Mr.. Mole, you
have fallen nicely into the trap!'
Let me go!' said Mr.. Mole feebly.
Certainly not! You are held as a
hostage" answered Collinson.
The window was shut and made fast.
so that il would not be easy to open IL
from the outside. Mr.. Pumpleton, how.
ever, was not to be deferred. Grasping
an AK, he ascended and began to at
tack the window, seeing that the senior
master was captured and wishing to
rescue him. With the first blow he
dealt at the frame a pane Of glass was
shivered to atoms.
Collinson advanced and, speaking
through the hole, said: Take care
We shall resist force by force. If you
value your bones, go down. l shall
not hesitate to push the ladder into the
yard. aud you will fall with it,
what are you going to do with Mr..
MoleT' asked the second master
That is our business. We are not
cannibals, and so you need not be
afraid that we shall eat him."
Mr. Pumpleton thought better of his
rash enterprise and descended without
further parley to report the state of ar
fairs to his colleagues. The principal
was furious.
Where is Mr.. Mole?" he asked.
Taken prisoner"
go and rescue him."
Thank you, sir; would rather not" !"
answered the second master. "The
boys seem very determined"
Il order you to do sor' thundered Mr..
| Cra wcour.
II must refuse. sir am sorry to say,
as value my neck. II sou will go
first. will follow your lead"
Mr.. Stonor and NJ. Bolivant were
equally reluctant to make the attempt,
and they retreated to the house, fol-
lowed by Mr.. Crawcour, who was FUN
Ing with rage.
"Cowards" he said
"If we are cowards," replied Mr..
Pumpleton, II respectfully submit that
you are one also, sir, since you ara
equally reluctant with ourselves to at
tack the boys"
/ Mr.. Crawcour made no answer
There was nothing more to be done
that night. so the beslegers retired TO
their room. Ina few moments Collin
son pushed away the ladder, which fell
with crash In the yard. He then
turne'l his attention to Mr.. Mole. In
his W iistcoat pocket he found the key
OF the paddock and, going up 10 Hark-
away. unfastened his chains. which he
dragged with clnnLlng sound to the
senior master.
What are you going to doY' asked
the hitter. trembling.
"Whst is sauce for the goose Is sauce
for the gander." answered Collinson
fastening the chain round the masters
legs.
Here. Harkaway.' he cried; "coms
and paddock him up, This is what
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