Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1916-04-25

was ma with Mr. Pollock that the las
sic should go, so pit it tae Mr.. Lang
don, that wi my horse in the sleigh,
we GUIDE carry the lassie out the door
to the kitchen and drive off, leavin' the
guide wife TO tell the ithers."
did you carry this plan out?"
"Aye. We 6llit the sleigh with
blankets, and / pit my shotgun in the
front and we helpit the lassie cot"
"Will you tell us please" broke In
the Judge with some asperity. what
you expected to do with a shot-gun?''
And little twinkle sparkled for an
instant IN MacPhersons eyes.
"Mr. Pollock was in an automobile"
he said. "and shot is grand thing for
tires. Nae doot you can guess yourself
how much chance they have TO es-
cape it."
A ripple Of laughter swept through
the room, instantly hushed at the
warning frown of the Judge, and Mac
Pherson, his huge brown hands grip
ped about the edge of the stand, turn
ed inquiringly towards Langdon.
"Will you tell us. Mr.. MACPHERSON,
as briefly as possible. what occurred
while you were on your way to the
residence of DR.. JamisonT
1--WE had ma mair than got startit
when the noise of the horse brought
one of Pollocli's friends to the corner
Of the house TO look oop the back road
At sight of us he gave cry and ran
back, shoutin' to Mr.. Pollock.
We had fair getaway. but ma horse
Is as guide as one of those devil ma
chimes, and they We're after us at once
So tookit the reins and give them to
Mr. Langdon and said. You drive. and
pit the lassie doom. I've q way of stop
pin them as is benin, but | need my
hands. At thot | tookit my gun and
stude up In the sleigh. l cude see the
ithers plainly, and shoutit, Go back,
unless We want to be hurtitr But they
only swore at me- and when | saw
they were gainin sent a load Of shot
towards them. 1t did M harm, but
they stoppit short, tae see If there was
hurt. They'll ma COON after us again
the nlcht.' | said; but 1t was no mair
than a few minutes before Mr.. Lang
don said, I hear the motor" And l
said, There's anither barrel to the
gun.
1t was strange scene that he drew
for them IN his deep. quiet voice-a
scene 50 unreal that II was incredible !
m moSf nf tlnSa prooant that a. pouId |
all have happened not so very many |
miles from the courtroom where they |
now sat-a scene with the dark, snowy |
road and the silent woods for It's set |
ting, with the flying sleigh speeding al I
most nolseless over the slippery road. |
Langdon. his face white and set with
fatigue and anxiety holding the tug
ging reins IN enc hand while the other !
arm held close the half-conscious form
Of Mary, her bandaged head CHASTITY |
above the enwrapping blankets while
over them lowered the grim figure OF !
the great Scotchman, his shotgun TO
his shoulder, his big body swaying
with the speed of the dying sleigh
81 waited till they came oop too
,lose,' he finished. deep note throb-
Ding In his voice. "and then | did fer
/ tire WI the second shot. The auto
nigh upset wi the force OF the explo-
don, and they all Jumpit DOT And that
was the last we saw OF them"
"Did You remain at DR. Jamison's
louise when you reached thereT
"Na. For when l had seen the puir
AISLE taken away by the kind guide
wife OF the doctor. and | knew she
we're safe, keepiI thinkin Of how
asst tho men hal gone fra the hoose
hat nicnf aud A avs "a Air .Ianndon