News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1912-12-04
TITS empty" Mallory explained.

TITS empty" Mallory explained.
But the robbers don't know that,
Couldn't you just overawe them witt
to"
mot with that" said Mallory, "un
less they died laughing"
Mrs. Wellington pushed forward
Then what the devil are you going tC
do when they Gomez"
Mallory answered meekly: "If they
request it, I shall hold up my hands,
And you won't resist?" Kathleen
gasped.
mot resist
"And he calls himself a soldier!'
she sneered.
Mallory writhed, but all he said
was: GA soldier doesn't have to be a
jackass. l know just enough about
guns not to monkey with the wrong
end of EN-"
Coward" she flung at him. He
tuned white, but Marjorie red, and
made leap at her, crying: He's the
bravest man in the world. You say a
word, and I'll scratch your eyes out. 3"
This reheartened Mallory a little,
and he laughed nervously, as he re-
strained her. Kathleen retreated out
of danger, with parting shot: Our
engagement is Off"
Thanks" Mallory said, and put out
his hand: will you return the brace
let?'
II never return such things" said
Kathleen.
The scene was so painful and such
an anachronism that DR.. Temple tried
to renew more pressing subject:
IT'S your opinion then that we'd best
surrender"
"Of course-since we can't run"
Wedgewood broke in impatiently:
"Well. I consider it a dastardly out
rage. I'll not submit to it. I'm a
subject Of His Majesty the"
You're a subject of His Majesty
the Man Behind the Cum said Nal
Tory.
81 shall protest, none the less"
Wedgewood insisted.
Mallory grinned a little. "Have you
any last message to send home to
your mother?"
Wedgewood was trifle chilled at
this. "D-don't talk Of such things" he
said.
And by this time the train-robbers
had hastily worked their way through
the other passengers, and reached the
frantic inhabitants of the sleeper,
"Snowdrop."
Hands up! Higher!! Hands up!"
With a true sense of the dramatic,
the robbers sent ahead of them the
most hair-raising yells. They arrived
simultaneously at each end OF the
aisle, and with few short sharp com.
mands, Strengthened the disorderly
rabble into a beautiful line, with all
palms aloft and all eyes wide and
wild.
One robber drove ahead of him the
conductor and the other drove in Mr..
Manning, whom he had found trying
to crawl between the shelves of the
linen-closet.
The marauders were apparently
cattlemen, from their general get-up,
Their hats were pulled low, and just
beneath their eyes they had drawn
big black silk handkerchiefs, tied be.
hind the ears and hanging to the
breast.
Over their shoulders they had slung
the feed-bags of their horses, to serve
as receptacles for their swag. Their
shirts were chalky with alkali dust
Their legs were encased in heavy
chaparejos, and they carried each
pair of well-used Colts reyolvers that
looked as big as artillery.
When the passengers had showed
and jostled into line, one of the men
jabbed the conductor in the back With
the muzzle of his gun, and snarled:
Now speak your little piece, like
learned it to you"
The conductor, like an awkward
schoolboy, grinned sheepishly, and
spoke, his hands in the air the while:
Ladies and gents, these here par
ties in the black tides says they want
everybody to hold his or her hands
as high as possible till you git per
mission to lower 'em; they advise you
not to resist, because they hate the
sight of blood, but prefer it to argu
ment."
The impatient robbers, themselves
the prey of fearful anxieties, broke in
barking like a pair of coyotes in a
tumble of commands: Now, line ur
with your backs that way, and nc
back talk. These guns shoot awful