The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1905-05-05

timber anu breaking bolts and the
door few open. For one instant Miller
saw the ghastly face and covering
form Of the old banker behind the wire
grating. and then. witE scream Of
terror. Craig ran into a room In the
rear and thence made his escape at a
door opening on the side street T1e
mob Allied the bank and did not dis
cover craig's escape for a minute.
then. with a howl Of rage. IL surged
! back Into Inc street. Craig WIS ahead
Of them. running toward the church.
where prayer meeting was being held.
the tails Of his long frock coat flying
behind him. his worn silk hat in his
conyulsive grasp.
Thar he goes" yelled Barnett. And
he led the mob after him. all running
at the top Of their speed without real
izing why they were doing so. They
gained on the fleeing banker. and Bar
nett could almost touch him when they
reached the church. With q cry OF
fear. like that Of wild animal brought
to bay. Craig sprang up the steps and
ran into the church, crying and groan-
ing for help.
A dozeIf men and women and chill
dren were kneeling at the altar to get
the benefit Of the prayers of the min
listers and the congregation. but they
stood up in alarm, some Of them with
wet faces.
The mob checked itself at the door,
but the greater part Of 1t crowded into
the two aisles. motley human mass.
many Of them without coats or hats. (
The travelling evangelist seemed shock
ed out Of expression, but the pastor, |
Mr. Lapsley, who was an old Confed-
crate soldier and used to scenes Of vio- .
lence. stood calmly facing them. +
"Wha.'s all this meanY' he asked.
Il came here for protection" whined
Craig, ITO my own church and people.
This mob wants to kill me-tear me !,
limb from limb"
But what's wrongY' asked the
preacher.
''Winship," painted Craig. his white
head hanging down as he stood touch
Ing the altar railing-"Winship IS aD-
seconded with all the money In my
vault. These people want me to give
up what haven't got. Oh. God knows
would refund every cent IL had IT."
"You shall have our protection" said
The minister calmly. "They won't vio-
late the sacredness Of the house OF God
by raising row. You are safe here,
Brother Craig. I'm sure all reasonable !
people will not blame you for the fault
1f another"
Il believe he's got my money" cried
put Barnett In a coarse, sullen voice,
and the money of some O. my women
folks that's helpless. and he's got to
urn 1t over! Oh. he's got money hid
,ome'r's, I'll bet ON thatp'
THE law is your only recourse. Mr.
Barnett" said the preacher calmly
Even now you are laying yourself liza
lie to serious prosecution for threaten
ng man with bodily injury when
1ou can't prove he's wilfully harmed
,ou"
The words told on the mob, many of
hem being only small depositors. and
Barnett found himself without open
upport. He was silent Rayburn MIL
er. who had come up behind the mob
nd was now in the church, went to
Jraig's side. 5iany thought he was
roffering his legal services.
"One word, Mr.. Craig" he said,
ouching the Quivering arm of the
anker
"Oh. you're no loser" said Craig.
urning on him. ''There was nothing to
our credit
II know that" whispered Miller, but
S attorney for the Bishops have a
light to ask If their money is SAFE"
The eyes of the banker went to the
round.
ITS gone-every cent of It," he said.
1t was their money that tempted Win
hip. He'd never seen such large pile
t once"
"You don't mean But Miller felt
he utter futility of the question on his
)ngue and turned away. Outside he
let JEFF Dukes, one OF the town mar
halls. who had been running and was
cry red in the face and out Of breath.
els that mob in tharY he asked.
"Yes. and quiet now" said Miller.
Let them alone. The important thing !,
TO put the police on Winship's track.
ONE back downtown"
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