The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1908-08-27
CHAPTER XVlII-Continued.


There's one fellow there | said.
But it's the one l knocked down.
Can't you see the others" inquired
Luella.
No more in sight" said l. after
aolder survey. They've run away
'Oh. I'm glad" said Luella. Il
should have seen them always if you
had killed them. Why did they at
tack u.s."
Before could reply to Luella's ques-
ZION. tattoo was beaten upon the
,l0or and a muffied shout came from
the other side. | stepped down from
the stair to listen.
Are you hurt?" shouted Corson.
What's the matter?"
No damage" | returned. Il drove
them off"
Corson shouted some further words,
nut they were lost in sudden muir
mur of voices and a scuftle of feet that
arose behind.
Look OUT" cried Luella peremptOr.
.Ev. Come back here"
have said that the passage opened
INTO little court, and at the end a
amp gave light to the court and the
passage.
AS | turned | saw confusion Of
men pouring into the open space and
ueading for the passage. They were
evidently Chinese, but in the CLEAN
o( the lamp was sure | saw the evil
tace and snake-eyes of Tom Terrill,
He was wrapped in the Chinese
blouse, but | could not be mistaken.
Then with chorus Of yells there was
The crack of pistol, and a bullet
struck the door close to my ear.
1t was all done in an instant. Be
fore the sound of the shot | dropped,
aud then made leap for the stair.
OH" cried Luella anxiously; were
you hit?"
NO. I'm all right" said but it
was a close shave. The gang means
mischief"
Well, tell me something I can do, -
she said.
Hand that to me when | want it,
said. IF I'm killed. get up the stairs
and defend yourself with it. Don't fire
unless you have to. We are short OF
ammunition" | had but three shots
IN the large six-shooter.
Are they coming?" asked Luella
Al the wild tumult of shouts stilled for
moment and a single voice could be
heard
| peered cautiously around the cor
ler.
There's a gentleman in a billycock
hat who's rather anxious to have them
tead the way" said; but they seem
70 prefer listening to fighting"
The gentleman whose voice was for
mar | discovered to be my snake-eyed
friend. He seemed to be having diff
ticulty with the language, and was
"king out his Pidgin English with pan
,pmime.
There" cried Luela with a start;
what's that?'
\ heavy blow shook the walls of the
building and sounded through the
Hassage.
Good" | said If our friends yon
der are going to make trouble they
aust do it at once COrson's got al
Az and the door will be down frs
they know
Than Heaven!" whispered Luella
And then she begar to tremble.
The blows followed fast upon eact
other, but suddenly they were
drowned in a chorus of yells, and {
yOlley of revolver shots sent the bul
!ats spatting against the door.
Look out, Miss Knapp" | said
They're coming. Stand close behnt
NE. and crouch down if they get thi
far"
The band was advancing with |
'rightful din. but was making NOR,
noise than speed. Evidently it had lii
rie heart for its job.
looked into the yelling mob for tn,
Bnake-eyed agent of Doddridge Knapp
but could not single him out.
dared wait no longer. Aiming a
the foremost l fred twice at the ad
yancing assailants. There wer
shouts and screams of pain in answer
and the line hesitated. | gave then
\ che remaining cartridge, and. seiZiD
\She smaller weapon from Luella, fire
rapidly as 1 could pull the trigger