The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1912-10-05
GIRL CAPTURED BY
BRIGANDS FINDS HERO
BY JOHN PHILIP ORTIZ.

vile that she might take a drive
down the Shady Beech road. She
stepped into the vehicle. gathered VI
the lines and gave the pony cut witt
the whip and was off A man always
utters cluck to start a horse; d
woman always gives him a cut.
After a drive of three miles Miss
Claire turned out of the road and
hltched the pony and then strolled
into grove to sit down and think a,
the summer breeze sighed through H..
branches above her head
The girl thought and thought and
thought. She had got it about settled
! in her mind thar her hero would never
come along, when a chipmunk ran
along the ground before her and dived
| into his burrow
Poor thing he shall not smoth +!
down there bccassc h. fears me-" y.
, claimed the tender hearted girl as she
rose mp and looked around for help
In Il moment more III. Was RUM
! Though ne woods, thinking sl,
heard the voices Of men Size was
right about that She hadn't taken a
hundred steps whsn three briganls
T, lying hidden in hollow leapcd ~
ana cam" rushing a her They wof.
rough clothes; they had long hair.
their whiskers We're black as the arc
OF spades and matted with leaves
Seize her and to horse" shout 4
the leader
Miss Claire was duly seized ST.
wanted to stop and explain about Int
suffering, sulfocaiing chipmunk, ~
the brigands We're hustlers and tho
made her hustle. 700.
In minute and half three hors,-
were reached, and the leader of ,a,
hFgands shouted:
Keep the sheriff of. boys. un'a
can gct 4 little start
And then there were aaoop3 III,
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A ',uaih mstcr ~ waited asit "A.
a. should l5- never dos whom tlla
orhtr man he's the most money 10
spend ou lawyers Tie tWo hr. ANS
covering ,he rtneat Nefe kllcd off
after being struri in vital uarts
about thirty times apiece aud then
the leaders horse gave a stumble and
a groan and fell TO breathe his last.
Nobody hurt in the fall-niorcly
bounced some more. Behind the ear.
cass krelt thp last and the most dos.
pcratc of the brisands and emitted
his guns at the advancing foe and
then died with the sacred name of
mother on his ashen lips. Then
the shcriff's posse dashed in With
whoops of victory.
Miss Claire Benson lay srrawled
out in a graceful and pictlreso,ln no.
siiion.
WHO are you, and how did YOU
happen to butt in here"
She's the girl" answered the
hrgand leader who had died and
come again to life with promp,ness
and dispatch.
The girl be hanged. You made a
There is the girl over there
You should have carried off. but she
was late in getting here. Nice sort
of thing you've done"
Miss Claire recovered her dignity,
and as the sheriff stepped forward
and raised his hat she demanded in
turn:
Sir, will you explain this outrage"
"Tll try to. miss and beg your mar.
don thousand times over We arc
moving picture actors and are ont
here acting a play for = reel Tho cir,
who was 10 be carried off h. tho
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