Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1907-07-19


band, for such It was no doubt, did not
number more than hve-and-twenty at the
outside. Now they wore at the bank.
could hardly see what happened, but there
seemed to be moments pause probably
someone had knocked and they were wait
Ing. A second later loud shout rang
through the street and I saw a group of
figures crowding round the door and push
ing way into nay poor bank. Then /
heard short, sharp order from behind,
Now Charge!"
AS the word was given another body Of
nifty or more rushed by us full TIT, and
al their head we saw the President, sword
in hand, running like young man and
reckoning his men on. Up the street they
swept. 1nvoluntarily we waited a moment
to watch them. Just as they came near
the bank they sent up shout:
The President the PRESIDENT Death
to traitors !"
Then there was volley, and they clos
ed round the building.
Now for our turn, Christina" said L.
She grssped my arm tightly, and we
sped across the road and into the wood.
1t seemed darker than when came
through before, or perhaps my eyes were
dazzled by the glare of the street lamps.
But still we got along pretty web, help
ing my companion with all my power.
"Oan we do It'll" she gasped.
"A clear quarter Of an hour will do It,
and they ought to take that to finish of
the Colonel" For 1 had little doubt Of
the issue to that melee.
On we sped, and already we could see
the twinkle of the waves through the thin
ming trees. Five hundred yards more, and
there lay life and liberty and love
Well, OF course, l might have known
Everything had gone so smoothly up tc
now, that any student Of the Laws o.
chance could have foretold that fortune
was only delaying the inevitable slap il
the face. A plan that seemed wild anC
risky had proved in the result as effectua
as the wisest scheme. By natural prin
ciple of compensation, the simplest obsta
Gle was. to bring us to grief. There
. many a Slip" says the proverb. Yer,
likelyI One was enough for our bust
ness. For just as we neared the edge o
the wood, just as our eyes were gladdene
by the full sight of the sea across the in
) tervening patch of bare land, the Sig
norma gave a cry of pain and, in spit
a of my arm, fell heavily to the ground. L
a moment 1 was on my knees by her sid'
d An old root growing out Of the ground
: That was all And there lay my dea
girl white and still.
9 "What is it, sweet?" 1 whispered.
Il my ankle ~ she murmured; "oh, Jac'
: IL hurts so !" and with that she tainted.
Half an hour-thirty mortal minutes
u knelt by her side ministering to her.
l. bound up the poor foot and I famed he
n face with my handkerchief. In a fe
l. minutes she came to, blu tonly, poor chill
e TO sob with her bitter pain. Move 81
'e could not, and would not. Again ar
d, again she entreated me to go and lea'
d. her. At last l persuaded her to try ar
Is bear the agony Of being carried in n
arms the rest of the way. l raised h
J. as gently as I could, wrung to the hea
ID by her CALAMITY stifed groan, and slow
Is and painfully made my way, thus bu
q. dened, to the edge of the wood. The
a we're no sentriss in sight, and with ne
ID spasm of hope crossed the open land al
neared a little wicket gate that led
As the jetty. A sharp turn just before ,
a reached 1t, and, as rounded this wi
o. the Signorina lying yet In my arms,
er saw a horse and a man standing by I
It. gate. The horse was fecked with foa
and had been ridden furiously. The mi
n was calm and cool. OF course be wa
1t was the President