The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1909-03-31
THE WHOLE TOWN TURNED
OUT TO RESCUE HIM..

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population, and crossing the town.
went directly to the railway station
1t CHANGED that the telegraph operator
was German and HERES no sooner
became aware of this fact than he
made the most of it. He appealed to
the man at the wire, speaking in the
language of the Fatherland, to send
message stating that he had been
kidnapped by robbers. The operator
looked as though he believed him, and
his sympathetic attitude encouraged
HERES to yell aloud for aid, in Ger.
man, hoping to attract an audience
who might be disposed to side with
him.
Save me, save mel" he shrieked
piercingly, 81 am being kidnapped. I
will be murdered by these ruffians.
Help, good people, help!"
His frantic bowls had due effect and
reused the entire settlement. Sturdy
Germans gathered from all sides and
the crowd grew rapidly. HERES con-
tinued to yell with all the power of
his voice and lungs, and an angry, re.
sponsive murmur arose from the
crowd. Matters were beginning to look
serious, and Murray moved back
against the side of the station, keep
ing the school-teacher beside him.
Get busy, Richardson, and keep
that crowd back" ordered the detec-
tive, but the deputy" was plainly
scared and would have nothing fur.
Their to do with the proceedings.
I'm through with this business
and resign as deputy marshal" he
said positively, and Murray saw that
he could expect no more aid from his
unwilling follower.
The crowd drew in closer. Also there
were fresh arrivals, mounted men with
red, angry faces who came galloping
into town, and it was evident that
these latter were farmers who had
followed the wagon trail in response
to their children's tale of the struggle
in the school-house. They dismounted
and addressed the assembled crowd,
relating the story told by the children.
The effect was alarming for the crowd
surged forward with threatening
cries.
Murray had the shotgun and re-
volver, with another revolver in his
pocket. He discarded the shotgun and
drew second revolver. All the while
the school-teacher kept haranguing the
crowd, begging them to rescue him
and lynch his captor. The angry
mob pressed yet closer and surrounded
the station, but hesitated before the
deadly pointing muzzles of the revol-
vers, backed by the glittering menace
of Murray's resolute eyes.
Give up that man, you Internal kid.
naper," demanded one of the leaders.
"The first man of you who puts a
hand on him or me dies in his tracks,"
was Murrays response.
Help, help, do not allow an limo.
cent man to be taken away and MUIR
dered!" shrieked the school-teacher
The crowd surged forward in re.
spouse to his appeal, and it was evil
dent that this time they meant bust.
ness. Murray drew deep breath and
set his teeth. There was no thought
of yielding in his mind, although death
was staring him in the face. On one
thing he decided; if he went down I'm.
der the trampling feet of the mob his
captive would be lying on the ground
also, with a bullet in his brain.
Get back, you hounds he shouted.
as he stood at bay, fourishing his
guns, one man against q whole town.
AS he leveled the cleaning tubes
and took careful aim in anticipation