New Iberia enterprise and independent observer. (New Iberia, La.) 1902-1944, 1915-12-18

said the old man. I've a rib stoy
In. too, II that's any consolation to ye
It's Stingareo, my nanny"
You're right, it is, it must BET
cried the cashier, finding his words /,
a torrent. / was going to tell you
He's been at his game down south
stuck up our own mail again only yes
terday, between this and Deniliouin
and got a fine haul Of registered let
tiers. so they say. But where the deucs
are We! l never knew there was ,
cellar under here, let alone trapdoo1
that might have been made for these
| villains"
HAIR a dozen fallen words from the
lips OF Donkin had lightened young
| Carrick's darkness with consuming
fires of shame. "A fine haul of regis.
tered letters'-among others his own
last letter to his sister! So it was be
VINO had done it all. and he had Der.
Jured himself to his benefactor. be-
sides betraying him. He sat In the
clerk between FIRE and ice, chiefly won.
derlng how he could soonest win
through the trapdoor and earn a bul
let In his brain.
The spree tonight" said Macbeap.
whose fall completely sobered him
was for the express purpose of ex-
pounding the trap to you. and asked
You airly to take your advice. was
no so sure about young Fowler, wheth-
er we need tell him or no. He has an
awful long tongue. was watching
old Hannah putting her feenishing
touches to the table, and waiting for
Fergus Carrick to come back, when I
thought l heard him behind me and
you with him. But 1t was Stingaree
and his mate. and the two Of us were
covered with revolvers like young RI
hes. Hannah they told to 90 on with
what she was doing, as they were
mighty hungry, and l advised her to
DO as she was bid. The brute with
the beard has charge of her. Stinga-
rec himself drove me into the middle
OF my own trapdoor. made me give
up my keys, and then went behind the
counter and did the trick. He'd got
1t all down On paper. the Lord alone
knows how"
In his turn the lively Fowler had
marched whistling into the bank. had
ceased Whistling to swear down the
BARREL of a cooked revolver and met a
quicker fate than his comrades by i'm
pressing the bushranger as the most
dangerous man Of the quartet. I'm
fortunately for him, his fate was still |
urther differentiated from theirs,
toWler's feet glanced off Carrick's |
'ack, and he plunged into the well
lead first. rolling over like stone as
he wooden jaws above closed greedily
lpon the light of day.
Fergus at once struck matches, and
n their light the cashier took the in
enslble head upon his knees and glar
d at his enemy
The familiar tread of deaf Hannah.
card for time. was heard no more.
nd at length they called her.
Mother" roared a mouth that was
ull
"Old ladyw cried the gallant Stinga-
&c.
shes ard Of earring, mate"
"She might still hear you, Howie."
And the chairs rasped backward over
are boards as one. At the same in
-ant Fergus leaped to his feet in the
arthly Tartarus his hands had dug.
Il do believe she's done q bolt" he
aSped, land got clean awayv
Curses overhead confirmed the sup
ositiOn. Clanking feet hunted the
remises at a run. In minute the
rises were renewed and multiplied.
It muffied. as though there was some
esh cause for them which the prison
s need not know. Hannah had not
zen found Yet some disturbing dis
very had undoubtedly been made
OOrs were banged and bOlted A gun l
lot came faint but staccato from the I
tier world. A real report echoed l
rough the bank. Q
"A siegev' cried Fergus, striking a
atch to dance by. 1.-The old heroine