A BRAVE LASS.

Globe, Volume IV, Issue 448, 20 November 1875, Page 2

A BRAVE LASS.

There is a brave girl in Aston, Perm., whose name is Kate Larkin, and she is a daughter of Mr Salkeld Larkin, jun. On Friday morning, the 26th instant, as we learn from the Chetter Republican, she had been left alone in the house, and was preparing breakfast, when her attention was arrested by the sound of footsteps in the dining room. Hastening thither, she saw a tall, rough-looking man standing in the centre of the apartment. The stranger at once locked the door behind him, and Miss Larkin, without exhibiting the least terror at his singular proceeding, stepped into the kitchen, and having armed herself with a shot gun, returned and took her position at the other door. The man advanced towards the place where'she stood, and as he advanced she said, ' don't come any nearer, or I will shoot you.' ' You shoot ?' he replied in derision, ' I'd like to see you shoot.' He then drew a knife, and on his coming nearer to her the girl bred, the shot taking effect in his feet and ankles. By this time the stranger was very close to Miss Larkin, who sprang behind him, pushed him through the doorway where she had stood into the other room, and locked the door. Apparently apprehensive that the report of the gun might summon assistance, the injured man hurriedly limped away, cursing his sore legs, and 'gals who shoot fellars for nothin'.'