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Murriell’s Ban’4. MISS TATTLER. r U [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. 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