Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1905-09-25

the third time | came to a different
conclusion. l don't believe in spir-
itualism, vet l am at loss now to
ascribe that inexplicable commune
cation to any other source.
AT any rate, upon hearing the
third message my mind instantly
reverted to the huge box in the
freight corner. The partitioning of
nv little apartment did not extend
as high as the roof, but merely to a
distance of about five feet above the
level of my bed, and by standing on
the bed | could peer over the top
and see all parts of the interior Of
the station. l rose stealthily to an
erect position and looked over the
edge Of the partition. The first
thing | saw was the box, standing
on end near a window in the ex-
IRENE end of the station, and as I
looked | saw its top slowly rise and
mans head protrude itself.
1T was a thick, brutalized face,
with grizzled whiskers. Instantly it
flashed across my mind that it be-
longed to Grizzly Bill.
"The sight sent my heart into
nv throat with a bound, for | real
lied only too well that the outlaw
would stop at nothing to get the
money which he knew was in my
possession. To him murder was
child's play. But after the first
emotion of fear felt perfectly calm.
In truth, l felt as though fate had
thrown this desperate in my way so
that 1 could conquer him. l don't
know why l felt thus. Probably 1
experienced the same emotions that
a soldier does who goes into battle
with fear and trembling, yet who
when actually in the midst of dan
ger feels as cool and collected as
though he were out of reach of all
possibility of harm.
Il got out of bed, picked up the
coal shovel and scuttle and made as
much noise as possible. As the
night had been an unusually cool
one a fire was burning, and as
passed the stove [ grabbed my re-
volver and thrust it into my right
coat pocket. Into my left pocket
thrust some nails and a hammer
Then, whfstling as loudly as posi-
bic to mislead the desperate in the
box, l left the little Office and walk
ed across the floor of the freight
part of the station. When immedi
ately in front of the box l sprang
at it with the fury of man fighting
for his life and overturned it. Ii
fell to the floor, top up, with a re-
sounding crash. Instantly I was
astride the box driving nails into the
lid as hard and fast as man in ter
ror for his life could do. And all
that while 1 was yelling at the i'm
prisoned outlaw at the top of my
voice, telling him that if he so much
as breathed | would instantly kill
him.
But my threats did not appear
to brighten him much. From the
interior of the box came volley Of
mufied oaths that would have as
tonished a Digger Indian. l never
heard such horrible profanity.
fired my pistol twice in the air t.
let him know that l meant business
After awhile he became quiet.
carefully examined the box ant
found that there was no danger o
, suf5ocating, for at the upper enc
: were a number of tiny perforation
which freely admitted air.
Il sat as,ride that box until m
assistant arrived at Z o'clock. 1
: was long and trying vigil, but tn
! magnitude Of my victory buoyed m
up. My assistant was almost to-
much amazed to speak when l toll
: him OF my capture. He quickl
: went to the mines and told the su
| pei III tNAANNAb " ud6lGu DIT OICC VIZ
: sufficient guard of men to the sta
l ton and take Grizzly Bill into Gus
d tody. 1t didn't take long to d
, this, and when Bill was hauled by n
I gentle hands from the box he wa
q the angriest outlaw ever captured
q He fought like a tiger, but it was c
II no use. The men who had him cay
e tive knew how dangerous he wa
X He was. securely bound and later i
the day taken to Pikeville, where h
q was subsequently sentenced to
y long term of Imprisonment in a
; eastern penltentiary.
That little adventure" conclut
$ ed the major, proved to be tt
X turning point in my career. l W;
d. promoted to an important positio
', IN the city, where l prospered, {
you see. / am today quite confer
n with myself and the world in gene
e al. Thus, You see, Grizzly Bills III