The Story of a Dark Plot; Or, Tyranny on the Frontier — John Shaqi
The Story of a Dark Plot; Or, Tyranny on the FrontierA.L.O.C.
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The Story of a Dark Plot; Or, Tyranny on the Frontier
A.L.O.C.
Smith, William W.; Temperance
After receiving the first blow, Mr. Smith felt a strange sensation as
though he were taking a long, happy journey, and he thinks he was
aroused by his assailant attempting to drag him from the settee. As a
train was going by before daylight, it is the opinion of many that his
intention may have been to leave his victim stunned upon the railway
track, that the locomotive might complete the frightful work which he
had begun. At least, he doubtless intended by some means to guard
himself from suspicion and leave Mr. Smith entirely unable ever to
identify him. When he saw that the object of his brutal attack was
arousing he struck him a second time, but this blow not having the
effect of the former one, Mr. Smith, who was now fully conscious,
although he could not see clearly, grappled desperately with his foe.
He saw a long weapon of some sort waving fiercely above his head, and
now and then received a blow from it, while his assailant was
constantly dragging him nearer the door, and he struggling to remain
in the room fearing the villain might have associates outside. Mr.
Smith was all the time shouting "murder," as loudly as possible, but,
his mouth being filled with blood, he was unable to make himself
clearly heard, and his calls brought no assistance. At length, being
somewhat weakened by the blows he had received, he was dragged outside
in spite of his efforts to remain within, but still no one came to the
help of either himself or his antagonist. The two men, still
struggling desperately, passed on from the upper to the lower platform
without the station, and thence to the railway track below, and
finally back to the lower platform. Then Mr. Smith got possession of
the weapon which his assailant had been wielding, and the last hope of
his enemy seemed to vanish with the loss of that, for, freeing himself
from the grasp of the man whom he had thought a few minutes before was
entirely in his power, he disappeared in the darkness, and fled up the
track in such haste that he did not even stop for his hat, which was
found by some one upon the platform next morning. The weapon which he
left in Mr. Smith's possession proved to be a large piece of lead pipe
well battered and bruised, near one end of which was attached a short
piece of rope, apparently intended to be slipped around the wrist of
the user so that the weapon might be concealed up his sleeve.
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