The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1909-11-16

In a brick cell. The thing to do is for
some one to walk up to his window
about supper time and finish him.
That's-did you hear any noise theni
All right! We must finish him and
have it over with"
Another voice went on: Its the only
way. Let's draw for the man."
Mary, quivering with the tension.
listened. Its you, Emmons," the
voice said
She started to leave, when suddenly,
with a swift bang, the door was flung
open. She had dizzy sensation OF
being seized and shaken hard. Then
things steadied, and she found herself
looking into Emmons' cruel eyes.
"Oh, you would, would your" he
snarled, his eyes burning into hers.
"You would put that spy wise to what
we're going to do to him? Wen see
whether you will or notp'
His strong hands seemed to crush
her flesh where he held her. you
come with mep' he snapped at her.
He went into the house, and, opening
a door into her own room, he threw
her in and slid the heavy bolt. He
turned to the little cripple, who stood
eying him steadily from the doorway.
"Now, you leave that door alone or
PIP He stopped. but the threat In
his eyes made the little fellow quail.
Mary heard it where she had fallen
in her room. Through her brain, crazed
with the thought of her lover In
danger, sounded the last words she
had heard. They were planning to
shoot him in the night. and she was
powerless.
Night came swiftly and silently. She
stood near the small window and look
ed out. There was nothing to do save
mark the hours as they passed until
Emmons should return with his work
accomplished. Sammy. with his deep
dread of Emmons, would not dare to
help her, nor, knowing the price he
must pay, would she ask him.
Suddenly. when the dusk was heavy
on the hills. the sound of Emmons'
footsteps grew heavy and passed out
on his murderous errand. Still as
statue, she listened. She caught the
soft, low shuttle Of the little cripple's
.rutches. There was a rafting at the
door. She waited In nervous fear
Slowly she heard the iron slide back
She was free!
She swung back to the door and
gathered him in her arms. He gripped
her tightly. "My brave little Sammy"
she whispered.
He answered bravely. yet trembling.
"He said he'd kill me, but dast!
In a few moments her preparations
were made. She turned at the door,
and a sob gathered in her throat as
she saw the white little figure watch
ing her with silent appeal. MARY,
take me-" was all it said.
"How can I? will come back" she
answered hurriedly. II am going to
warn jim"
Down the broken path she fed,
through the pasture, and turned up the
narrow trail, hoping against hope that
Emmons would take the long road to
Symons' cabin and that she might
reach him In time Once she lost the
path, and feverishly she hunted until
she found it. At last she reached the
slope above the creek. where among
the low brush Symons had his shack.
The light was burning; 1t looked peace
full, but well she knew that somewhere
between her and the light Emmons
was creeping with his rifle ready.
Her feet found the path. She pressed
on as carefully as she could, deter
mined to reach him in time to save
him, but as she commenced the climb
she wavered. The strain was telling.
Suddenly she saw the face Of man
show for moment in the yellow light
as he peered stealthily into the win
dow of the cabin. The face disap
peared. Then long, shining thing
was leveled. All her will power she
| forced into her cry Of warning. but 1t