The Glenwood post., 1912-12-21

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"Come up, SIR! Wen hold EN- now!-
Then was above the heads of the
mob, gripping the rail-. and sobbing for
breath. There followed q moments
wait. an instant of hesitancy I began
70 see and feel once more. Below "
the hall was jammed with men, %
closely pressed together az to be a.
most helpless. Blood streamed from q
cut in my forehead. nearly blindins
me, but l wiped II away. and took one
glance at their angry upturned faces
and gained a glimpse Of my own men.
There were but six Of us, and one Of
these lay helpless propped against the
| wall. Tom and l stood alone. his fac>
blackened by powder. his shirt Ripped
into rags; the other three were above
| pistols in hand.
Are they loaded!" sssped.
Yes, SIR"
Stand ready thea. bat look ost 10,
above; there was . guard Up there
Tom"
He turned his faes ssisAay.
Move back . step o. TIVE 0sss:
1eve got to hold ths0..
All night, cir.
felt weak froo lees q bloed, ~
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rail Below ~. gr0v11ng ME- Will
beasts. but sseoiAGiy IaaAssassa. ths
mob crusAsl forward - tAs fost q
the stairs. 0sAAsaly ssv osaat, cd
the sight a Nm gAvo - H0W ~.
you blackfacs1 AouaA." calssl
sown angrily. "Yesvs bsst yessssk
safe % Tar. Now cone e.
He snaris1 soos answer. What.
know not. Thsrs vas a. empty pistol
In my belt, and I 6sng It At hin WITH
all the foroe q my arm. He AoAgeA,
the weapon str1kinG the Aan behiAA.
With howl Of raee the fellows leapsd
toward us. bearing Grant on the crest
Of the wave. The pistols Of the ORA
goons cracked: three fell. blocking the
stairs with their bodies. We had room
aov in which to swing our iron bars.
and We battered them like demons. !
lost sight Of Grant. the red drip Of
SaAal over my eyes making all before
me q mist. / only knew enough to
striha. Yet fight as we would there
was 10 holding them. We were forced
to give way. Guns began to spit fire.
| saw the wounded Dragon dragged
down under the feet of the mob
hands gripped my legs, and ! kicked
at the faces in my effort to tear loose
Tom reeled against the wall, his arm
shattered by a blow, and one of the
men above came tumbling over me,
shot dead. The fall Of him cleared
the stairs an instant: then the rail
broke. and several tcppled over with
it l stumbled back almost to the top,
sweeping the hair and blood out of
ny eyes. What-what was the mat
teri They were running. those fellows
down there-strugsling. fighting
among themselves to get away. Oaths.
ycals. cries Of sudden fear. made a per-
feet babel. could not understand.
coalA not grasp the meaning Of the
sudden panic. Who were those men
safging In through the front door
pouring out through the library? Then
. voice roared out:
"Bedad, they're Fagin's hell.hounds,
byeo-ter hell wild 'em!"
Where had heard the voice before
sank down. too weak to stand. my
head hanging over the edge Of the
stairs. Some hand drew me back, but
! had no strength left. Only l could
think-and the truth came to me.
Camden militia! Camden militia! By
an the gods, Farrell was therei 1t
was the voice of the Irish minute man
hear the night We captured Della.
vans raiders. Then l closed my eyes,
aAd forgot.