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Murriell’s Ban’4.
MISS TATTLER.
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[7th Chapter Continued]
• Milbanks, the hotel man and Mur
iell were soon up stairs and found
iston lying at the head of the
r Pfps, with the blood oozing from
n ot'ound in the shoulder. He was
ter trong, stalwart man, and while
wound would not have thrown
n to the floor the shock, and un
lexpectedness of the shot had
knocked off his pins.
The pity about the affair was
that Catherine had aimed too far
to the right, or the bullet from her
Eistol wold have gone near his
eart, if he had one.
•‘Mr. Gaston, are you hurt?”
was the first question Murriell ask
ed as he stooped and raised the man
to a sitting position.
“No; it is oniy a trifle,” was the
answer, “but why didn’t you tell
me that the woman inside of that
room was armed. Did you know
she had a gun or pistol?”
“Guess 1 did, as this arr- of •pii'
is out of active service from me
same source.”
“Then why in the mischief did
you send me up there to be shot
down like a beef?”
“I did not. You bounded off up
the steps after paying me the money
before 1 could tell you anything,”
answered Murriell.
“Well, how come her to get hold
of a pistol ?”
Murriell told him about the wild
ride he had made with the girl in
front, on the same horse, and that
she had stolen it from his belt.
“And” says Murriell, “she has
three other bullets in tne old pep
per box, which means that some
one else may be hurt.”
This convers ition had been car
ried on in a low tone, but Cather
ine 00 the other side of the door
had her car close to a crack, and
and besides hearing the fall of the
man she had heard every word said
besides. She h?ld the pistol in her
hand ready for use again. She did
not know who it was that had beat
on her door, whether Murriell, Gas
ton or Millbanks, but she wa6 de
termined to defend herself as
long as the bullets in the pistol
lasted. She still had three bullets,
two others to protect Iferself with,
and then before she would fall jin to
the hands of these men again she
would use the lust one to end her
-own life. j
. Lt was broad daylight now. .Par
ties from out on the street, jwote
coming into the bar room, arid fur
ther conversation the! par-;
ties on the stairs would attract at
tention, so they went away. Mur
riell and Gaston returning to the
bar below while Millbanks sought
a physician. ■.
After breakfast, and all gossip*
pers and idlers were at the little
court hodee on the other side of the
town, the Hotel keeper sent his own
daughter, Miss Hagar, who is des
tined to be an important character
in this story, up to. Miss Young’s
room to know if the young lady
wanted anything. on
j fPe door Craluerme inquirel:
, V'WiV S there? 1 was\h hopes
• that i would be allowed t> rest in
tace fora few hours at leiijt.”
“I shall'not disturb you, Miss,”
1 was the answer, “my ftilher re
quested me to see or find oit if you
were needing anything, particular
ly. Breakfast will soon b< ready.”
“Will I be allowed to cohe down
to breakfast?” ask;d Catl^rine.
“1 think Mr, Gaston gate orders
for your meals to be btriught to
your room.”
“Very well, then.” answered
Catherine. “Will you dome and
bring them ?”
“Certainly Miss,” (tbs in a whis
per) I fhali be glad to led you, and
talk with .you.”
Catherine was ddigited. She
had been listening soite time to
conversations coming from the lit
tle shed room on the orth side of
the house, almost diectly under
the only to he* room, and
she had been trying to ;et a glimpse
through the cracks ofthe women—
for it was a woman’s voice, but
without avail.
The Sheriff over at the court
house was opening court and as he
sang out —Oh yer. ! i,h yez! oh yez !
The Honorable Suirame Codirt is
now open. The call locket isopen;
lawyers, litigantstied witnesses be
on hand. Jurors dttneTnto court.
An hour more jfassed off' and
ag lin the sheriff’s vo ck was heard—
‘‘Harry Millbanls. Harry Mill
banks, Ha|Tj-
in Catherine trainping
j*etT ,- n stairs as the httel keeper
tor the front of, the house.
MLh departing footstefV could' be
Bj'-A on the gravel wa ,k as the
keeper hurried away to deal
MB'' slice to all men with favors
BHB :i " as a grand juror .of the
Head the cisn u'T
• r . a •
unlla.._
4 ike;n tw .a
||§||H 'be old lawyer#
of the country were there in the in
terest of their clients, honorable
judges and impartial jurors were
on hand to see that justice was
evenly weighed out, and here a man
no better than a robber was a jury
man. But these things happened
then, and they happen to-day.
Criminals themselves they sit in
solemn judgement as to the guilt
or innocence of the accused.
Millbanks was at court, Gaston
was nursing a wound in the shoul
der and Murriell was off, perhaps,
seeking some victim to rob. No
one was at the hotel but the women
and a half grown boy hehind the
bar.
Hagar Millbanks stole 6oftly up
the rickety stairway toward the
room where Catherine was a pris
oner, her father had given her the
key, and she was hailed from the
inside—
“ Who is there? Speak quick or
I will shoot.”
“It is I, Miss, with your break
fast,” answered the girl.
“Oh, do come in!” exclaimed
Catherine, “I am in so much troub
le, and do want to see a woman once
rrnr. even if she is my enemy—my
j.,!t -T
“i uu) be your jailor, Miss, but
I am not your enemy,” answer
ed the girl as she placed the tray of
provisions on a table.
“And I am so glad to hear you
say you are not my enemy. Every
one that I have seen since I was
taken from my home seems to be
my enemy.”
“Well, bless your heart, iny poor
little friend, I am no woman’s en
emy. but you must eat something.
If you will promise not to leave I
will go and bring fresh water while
you are eating. The door is not
locked.”
The promise was given, and Ha
gar departed down the steps. In
the kitchen an elderly lady ask
ed if she had seen the girl, and if
she was such a tiger, as the men
had said at breakfast?
“She does not seem to be a tiger,”
enswered Hagar. “She appears to
be a poor, dejected, home-sick girl.”
“What does she look like?”
“She looks like a girl in trouble,
and I do not believe she is a crimi
nal, brought here for trial, as old
Murriell says. You know father
and old John Murriell are always
doing something mysterious. Put
ting that girl in that room is anoth
er one of their schemes,” said Ila
gar as she left her elderly mother
and returned to Catherine. Mrs.
Millbanks went about her house
hold duties and paid no attention
to the daughter and the prisoner
up stairs.-
“And you have brought some
fresh, cool water.” Catherine said
as Hagar entered, closed the door
and sat the bucket of water on the
floor in a corner of the room.
“Yes, and now since you have
had breakfast—did you find some
thing you could eat—-bathe your
face, comb your hair and tell me
about yourself. You are not a crim
inal. mp you?”
“I hope (fear friend. Who
says that l am?”
“Murriell.”
“But you know betfer, don’t
you?"
“Y u do not look like it.”
Thiin Catherine sat down and
told Hagar of her capture in Virgin
ia with all her trials up to the pres
ent time.
“And you still have the pistol?”
asked the girl. Well, to tell the
truth. Miss Catherine—
“Do not call me “Miss,” please,”
said Catherine. “Call me Cather
ine.” . ,
“Very well then, Catherine—to
tell 1 think these two men
vou sluAPare tiie criminals,
tired and sick of these murderers,
and robbers, and bar rooms, with
other low crimes, I have asked
father to let me go down iu Mus
cogee cofinty and live with an un
cle. but he will not, and let me tell
you, I am afraid he will get into
trouble here with Murriell and his
band before he will ever listen to
mother and me.”
“Yes. it doss not appear to be a
sjife busine**. How often is Mur
iell ’'.ere?'*
“About every two months. Some
j times he swoops down on the town
; like a whirlwind, does mischief.
; steals horses and negroes and is
gone before the people are over
their surprise. lie hides in a cave
! near here, on the mountain ridge.
J and when the trouble is over comes
j again. ' 1 think my father is one
of his men.”
“You do?" asked Catherine, sur
prised at the girl’s confession.
“Yes, lam grieved to say it. I
'think a child should love and honor
their parents, but when intrigue
and crime is so plain the child can
iiQt shut its eyes. 1 have seen much
td make me say these things, and I
wish 1 could leave-heru."
i '“H wish you cbiild. Hagar. I
] and myself were away
i from this p'a'e. and that we were
saf with father-aud mother i
V rginia. ’V'-v , •
“Hagar. you und are two
lunhappy girls.. < Do you pray?’’ l
asked Catherine.
“Yes, and I am praying now
that I may some day be allowed to
leave this place.”
“Why cant we both go away?”
suggested Catherine and she watch
ed her companion’s face to see what
effect this banter would have.
Hagar was silent. Her large,
dark eyes were filled with earnest
ness, and it was evident that a fierce
battle was going on with conscience
as to the desertion of her parents,
the betrayal of their confidence and
her escape from a scene of almost
perpetual crime. Even in this view
of the case the girl thought of leav
ing her parents with sorrow. It
made no difference what they were
she loved the n, but something told
her that the life she was leading—
witnessing crime and assisting in
car ying out the designs of wicked
men, was not right.
Enable to control herself longer
Caherine asked: “What are you
thinking about, Hagai?”
* I was thinking how I could get
you out of this room,” was the
quirt, matter-of-fact answer.
‘Oh, Hagar, do you think you
couH set me free?”
“l think so, but what could yog
do?;You would be alone.”
“'•'hat is true. Hagar, hut all
the teople are not criminals. I
coult find friends, perhaps, would
give me shelter, food and a place
to rail. ’ ’
“low would you like to have
me vith you? I have a pistol and
can jse it, too, and I have balls,
caps t id powder in plenty.”
“I would be delighted, and then
you would be my sister. Will you
help ne? Will you go?”
“1 tiink so. lam heart sick of
this pace, and do you know that
John Murriell has threatened to
carry me away some tjme, and I
am airiest afraid to go out of the
yard. I am in continual dread.”
Thu) these two girls, who had
never 'net before, were trusting
each oher in their extreme trials,
and hai read the signs of sorrow
in eachother’s soul until they were
willing o risk tlieir fates together.
“Whin is the best time to leave
here,” isked Catherine.
“I an not certain, but I will
leayj and let you know. Be pre
pared aiy time. Eat and sleep all
you can and when I learn more I
will com: for you. Goodbye,” and
Hagar lyillbanks was gone.
Chapter VIII.
Catheqne was again alone with
' her thou<p.ts. Here she was about
to. find s deliverer in the young
girl whos> task it was to keep her
a prisoner Surely God had heard
her praye;, for she had called on
Him to aic her to escape from this
wicked men, and now ther.e seem
ed to be sone hope. She was too
happy to tiink much, therefore she
would takj turns, in eating a bite
now and then, looking out of the
little window at the blue sky, but
after a lonj time she laid down on
the little >ed and was soon fast
asleep.
Sleep is great comforter to one
ip 4i* tr C*9 • While it is soothing
to thp (iUttinefJ io apirit* it ii very
strengtheninj to the uerypi *nd
body generaly,
Catherin (feemed to be at peace
with the vorld, At one o’clock
when her Uther had come to his
dinner and md gone again to the
court house Hagar went up to the
room where lalherine was sleeping
to carry her dinner, but as the girl
was soundly the tray of
provisions nd some clothing was
placed on he table, after which
she softly cosed the door and left
Catherine tohei slumber.
About fouvo’clock that afternoon
Catherine ayoke, found the pro
visions andp| ithing where they had
been placed.mnd in the tray was
a note tellingriher to be ready at a
moments vs unilug.
i*** * *
The moon \\ sand Its great
■ pale face was rsiu’g like a picture
* of molten silverk ver the sleeping
world, but up A the little court
house the jury <■ a murder case
was “hung”—thefcould not agree,
and around the An house were
men standing in groups waiting
for the time when iverdict should
be brought in.
There were no loungers in the
bar room in the lower part of the
house, and as Cathe ine had slept
and feasted all tht, evening she
couln not court slumber in way,
and sat in the dark rejom, for
the light given by the moon,(which
stole in between the logs if the
wall, thinking of home and n other
and father.
\\ as she really dreaming tint she
would soon be a free woman—Lifter
i many months captivity and sus
j pense. or was it an addled brain
| which conceived such thought.
There was a soft knock at the
door, and when she placed her&Cad
the door to listen Phgar
whip ered that the time had tome,
tortUiston had told her father that
he w or.ld cme tor her just after
j midnight. It was now half past
I eleven-: ’ ,
and will throw you a rope. Fasten
it to the bed stead, walk out on the
shed and you will find a ladder.”
The door was shut with a snatch,
the padlock clasped through the
chain, and Catherine could hear the
sound of rapid footsteps going
down the stairway-.
Catherine opened the window at
once, as Ilagar had previously un
fastened it, and leaned out over
the shed. Directly the swish of a
rope was heard, it struck the open
window and dropped to the floor
in a coil. Catherine was excited,
but with trembling hands sire tied
it around the frail bed stead, and
stepping out on the roof, steadied
herself, walked to the eaves, where
Hagar was backing down. Cather
ine followed.
Just as they reached the bottom
round of the ladder it broke but the
girls were not hurt and ran around
the crib where they found two
horses all saddled and ready.
“Jump Catherine,” said Hagar
as she helped her upon the saddle
strapped to the back of a big black
horse. “Jump up and ride down
the lane for dear life. I will follow,”
and with a leap and a bound the
big horse shot away into the
shadows.
Catherine was getting uneasy,
for ftar Hagar had been caught up
with as she had gone nearly a mile
alone, when suddenly from beneath
the shade of a tree pranced a mate
to the horse Catherine rode, with
Hagar on his back.
(Continued next week.)
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