The Washington times., 1909-08-05
u THE FACE HE KNEW Il

Dick seized the hammer as its handle
struck his foot. With a desperate re-
solve he raised il and struck. He felt
the crushing of a man S shoulder blade.
He raised IL again. He knew he had
Struck a gianctng blow, but dull snap
told him he had broken an arm
A wild thought took position of him.
Swinging the heavy weight right and
left, now, trampling upon the figures Of
those he knocked down, he made his
way to the door of his cell.
Working with deadly effect, he turned
toward the door into the rear of the
court house. He did not know whether
lie was breaking skulls or noses. In all
he thrOng there was no friend. Where
fore he needed not where he struck.
He could not tell, IN the midst of that
wild pushing, whether ne went ahead
or was pressed back. He thought he
had gained two of the five yards that
separated him from the court house
hall.
Then the head Of his hammer struck
one of the bars Of a cell. shap quick
pain shot up his arm. His weapon
dropped from his fingers.
BY this time another torch had been
lighted A man whom Dick recog-
nized as one of the afternoon party of
deputies stared him in the face The
mask had fallen from this ones eyes.
i've got the devi-Pve got him.
Quick-bring the rope"
Dicks struggling form He was borne
down upon the stone floor in a trice.
Many hands grasped his arms ana
legs and threw him over with MS race
to the tagging. The rope was securely
tied about his wrists heavier rope
was bound about his waist.
But eight men were grooming IN agony
from the effects of DICK heavy
hammer. Those who hac room TO do
so had fallen upon the floor. Several
Of the members Of the party oehOer-
ately tore of their masks and left the
prisoner to help or to carry the wound
ed out.
The rest, however, were more eager
| than ever to 90 on with the dastardly
work they had planned. Dumbly Dick
realized that he had made matters only
worse again by his rash attempt TO es-
Shoot him nowi stand back and
let us pump some lead into the hound!
/ became the cry of half the mob.
mo, take him out and bun him;
| Shootin's too good TO- him. Hangin'
cried one with (, tremendous voice.
Instantly the cry was taken up by
the others.
Bun him. bum him. bun him.
Take him to the top Of Mahtin' s
knoll. They's plenty of wood theah,
came again In the roaring voice of the
man who had now seemed to assume
/ the leadership.
/ ITO Mahtin's KNOLL 10 Mantln knOii.
/ the crowd echoed.
| Roughly they lifted Dick from the
| floor. Those in front began to break
for the door. With blows and kicks they
started the priBOneT forward.
| He stumbled weakly against the steps
and fell headlong. Men tramped upon
| him before they could be halted whiie
he was again raised to his feet.
| Two or three Of the Tuffians seized the
| ends of the rope about his waist. The
knot worked tight as they pulled, and
/ Dick thought he would be crushed. He
| could hardly draw breath.
/ It made little difference with the
| crowd. It made little difference as t
| his progress toward the last scene.
/ Those ahead drew him forward with
out an effort on his part. Those behind
/ him held him up and pushed. In less
| time than it takes to tell ne was drag
/ ged out of the courthouse and into the
/ main street of MaFtinsburg.
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