In a short time I am coming to burn your barns and houses, and roast you all like a pack of kittens.' "One summer night, shortly afterward, he led a gang of desperadoes like himself against the dwelling of an old man named Farr.

There were but three persons in the house--the old man, his wife, and daughter.

They barricaded their door and defended themselves for a while, but Fenton broke in a part of the door, fired through the hole at the old man and broke his leg.

The women could not keep them out much longer; they soon forced an entrance, murdered the old man and woman, and badly wounded the daughter.

She, however, made her escape, and the cowardly ruffians fled without waiting to secure any plunder; no doubt fearing she would bring a band of patriots to avenge the slain." "I hope that wretch, Fenton, was soon caught and well punished for his robberies and murders!" exclaimed Lulu.
"He was," replied Grandma Elsie.