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SAM. G. WHITTAKER,
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MOONLIGHT ON THE GRAVE
It shineth on the quiet grave
Where weary ones have gone,
It watched' with angelic gaze
Where the dead are left alone.
And not a sound of busy life
Todhe still grave yard conies,
Bet peacefully the sleepers lie
Down in their silent homes.
All silently and solemnly
It throweth shadows round,
And every grave•etone had' a trace
In darkness on the ground.
It looketh on the tiny mound
Where a little child is laid,
And lighted' up the noble pile
Which human pride bath made.
It falleth with unaltered ray,
Ott the simple and the stern,
And showeth with a solemn light,
The sorrows we must learn ;
It telleth of divided tics
On which its beams bare shown,
It whispereth of heavy hearts,
Which "brokenly, live on."
It gleameth where devoted ones
Are sleeping side by side ;
It falleth where the maiden rests
Who in her beauty died.
There is no grave in nIl the earth
That moonlight Lath not seen,
It gazeth cold and passionless
Where agony bath been.
it is wc;l ;hut changeless ray
.1 deeper thought should throw,
Waal warts! lure liouN forth the ti do
or unavailing woe.
It teach:eh us no shade of grief
l'an touch the starry shy,
'l'; at all our sorrow we have here,
The glory is on high I
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'ME RISING OF 16.
P.MGRO'S DEAD SHOT
HT SMITH, ESQ.
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(CONTINUED.)
.See what a hero the Bostonians make of
uu, Mr. Kennedy,' said Stirling, laugh
ing, who had determined not to leave his
new friend til! he was safe from the ven
geance of Grey, who was following the
company.
hardly think,' answered the prisoner,
'that these manifestations of feelin g will
recommend me to your general.'
'True,' answered the other, and he
continued his march thoughtfully to the'
prison.
said a soldier at Kennedy's side,
'tat negro viii make hi'sel' as tam trouble
some as vas tat tarn rebel A ttucic.'
Tom looked negligently in the direction
that the Dutchman pointed to, but started
as he recognized his faithful Kit. He saw
that ho was watched by Grey, and fearing
that he would see the slave made a warn
ing gesture. Grey turned eagerly to the
,i;nilicant spot, but Kit had disappeared.
'Captain,' said Tom, addressing Ster
ling, 'there is a slave of mine in the city
whom you saw with me, I suppose, this
morning.'
'Black as Erebus, and strong as Hercu
les V inquired the Captain. "
'Exactly so,' said the other.
'Well, I saw him in the crowd, just
now.'
'Will you find him out, and if possible
let hint come and see me T'
'Certainly; I will do everything in my
power to promote your comfort, Kennedy,
the devil take the Mister, and will also use
what little influence I possess at headlaar
ters to procure your release.'
'Thanks ! Captain, said the prisoner,
gratefully. .1 merely wished to send Kit,
to my uncle's, to let him (and ke was
shoot to say Mary and the name stuck in
his throat) to let him know that 1 ant safe.'
'For the present,' thought Stirling, for
ho was pretty sure what steps Gage would
take in this affitir. 'lle shall come to.
night,' he said aloud.
They were now in front of the prison.—
Stirling pressed his friend's hand, and
speaking some words to the jailor, the pow
er of which was strengthened by a handful
of guineas, he departed, and Kennedy pas
sed under the gloomk gate for the first nod
the last time.
Kit came to see him as Stirling had pro
mised. The affectionate slave wept for joy
as he kissed his twister's hand, but was in
dignant when he saw the hand-cuffs, and
the chain that bound his ancle.
, It's a sign Kit,' said Kennedy, smiling,
'that they think tne dangerous.'
After numerous messages to Mr. Claxton
and Edwards—(the name of Mary was not
mentioned—'She carei not for me,' he
raid to himself, and this reflection made
him sad,) all faithfully put away in his
memory, Kit took his leave.
Leaving the prison, Kit walked do vu
the street to the Neck, on hia way home
again. As he passed by a window near
which a number of officers were seated, he
heard one mention his master's name. An
xious concerning the situation of his mas
, ter, Kit stepped around the corner, and
the window being fortunately the one near
est to him, he was thus enabled to hear
pretty much all that was said.
'You then think, Oliver, that his chan
ces era small 1'
'Yes, for this reason. You know well
that Gage has always advocated violent
measure, and as this is the first case with
whom lie can proceed to extremities, you
may rest assured that he will not spare
him.'
'lt's a pity,' said the first voice, 'for I
never saw a mnn fight like him.'
'How is it that Stirling has taken such a
liking to him ?,
'He told me that he had saved his life
in the course of the fight. Ho did not say
how for he was evidently in a hurry, and
was coming from head-quarters.'
As. the speaker ceased, Kit heard a door
thrown open and a hurried step In the
room.
Great God! Stirling, what's the mat.
der!' exclaimed all.
- 'Matter !' gasped a voice so inarticulate
ly that it could be scarcely heard—'mutter!
—This is the inciter. The man who sav
ed my life this morning at the risk of his
own, is to be hanged like a dog three days
hence. I told the general that he had
saved my life ; I begged, I besought him
almost on my knees to spare his life. lie
answered coldly—
"l'is impossible,' Capt. Stirling. Capt.
Grey says that ho is one of the most daring
rebels.'
' , I left him. Had I stayed, I would have
struck him to the earth. Apropos of Grey,'
he added in a calm tone, making a striking
contrast to his former excited one, 'Oliver
can I speak to yon privately
, Certainly,' said the one addressed.
'Shall we go to my room ?'
The other acquiesced, and Kit again
heard the door open and shut.
He waited yet for some time till he heard
the street door open, and looking around
saw Stirling come out and walked swiftly
away. Kit ran after him.
, Cap'n said he, when he had overtaken
him, .is 'rem goin' to ha hanged in
three days?'
'Yes,' said Stirling surprised. 'Where
did you hear it?'
Kit told him frankly. •
'Don't you tint:, Cap'n that he might
escape from do pris'n ?'
'How 1' inquired Stirling.
'S'pose now Captain, I was to make a
, A mas ? Why, what the deuce is a
mas ?'
'One ob dose lingo dat a man puts on his
face and makes hint loolc like another
man.'
! a mask !' said Stirling, smiling.
'S'actly so. Well, den, s'pose I was to
muk a nuts' like my own face, and I was
to go to the pris'n, and Mas'r was to put
on this Inas', and dress hisself in my clothes
he is as tall as I is. Well, den, we could
change clothes and Mas'r could get out.—
Eh
'Kit !' cried Stirling, admiringly' 'you
are a noble fellow. But stay !' a sudden
thought seemed to strike him. Have you
a knife or dagger belonging to your master
about you ?'
'Yes, Mas'r,' said Kit, drawing a hun
ting-knife from his breast. brought this
with me when we left Evergreen, early
this morning.'
Stirling took it.
'Now, said he, 'Kit, suppose a boat, or
a canoe, that would be better, for it is swif
ter; and less liable to attract notice; sup
pose, then a canoe with four or five of
Torn's friends was to be lying at one of the
wharves opposite Charlestown on the night
of day after tomorrow about seven o'clock.
Your master by some accident or other
might be there. Do you understand me'
I Mus'r It take dis chit' to do dot!'
Very well. Now be off and give Ken.
nedy's message; your master's life is as
safe as your own. But mind, don't men.
tion my name, and be careful to get call•
tious, brave, and trusty men.'
'All right, Nlas'r,' said Kit, and with a
scrape and a blow, the black joyfully pur
sued his way out of the city, carefully sup
pressing as enjoined the name of Stirling,
and his rank and station.
Mary listened with feverish anxiety.—
When Kit mentioned that Kennedy was to
be hung the day after tomorrow, she grew
pale as death, and sank almost fainting on
a chair. But when Kit mentioned the
prospect of escape, she wept, but it was
not with grief. •
As Kit ceased, the noise of the horses'
hoofs was heard approaching the gale,
and George Edwards was seen coming
swiftly toward them.
" LIBERTY AND UNION, NOW AND FOREVER, ONE AND INSEPARABLE."
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 10, 1855.
Mary rose and entered the house ;she
did not wish to be seen weeping. Of course
no one could blame her for weeping con
cerning her cousin. Would not her tender
heart have made her weep for the danger
of any relation ? Of course ! To be sure 1
Tom was only a second or third cousin, but
—but—
Edwards had ordered Kit to come to
him when he had seen his master. But
as he did not expect him back for two or
three days, he had come home like Mr.
Claxton to make preparations for his stay
in the provincial camp. He had acciden
tally seen Kit coming along the road, and
had immediately ordered his horse and gal
loped over to see him.
Kit told what he had just related to
Mr. Claxton. _
CHAPTER VI.
Then at once hie falchion drew,
Each on the ground his scabbard threw,
Each looked to sun, and stream, and plain t
As what they ne'er might see again ;
Then, foot and pointed eye opposed,
In dulnous stritt3 theytlaky eGetl.—Seoil
Grey's quarters were sustained, by his
own request, opposite the jail; from his
room he had a fair view of the prison, so
eager was he to be near the man he ha
ted, and gloat over his prospect of a dead
ly vengeance.
It was at the door of this house, at the
very time that Kit arrived at Evergreen,
that an officer in full dress uniform of Ma
jor of grenadiers knocked.
'ls Capt. Grey in ?' he inquired, as the
door was opened.
'Yes, your honor.'
And Dennis retired.
Rightly conjecturing the object of this
visit, Grey came down - dressed, us the
other, in full uniform.
Oliver bowed to him ceremoniously,
his champcau remaining on his head,
Grey held in his hand ; not on account
of the higher• rank of his visitor, for in
Alms of this kind, though one might
wear the insignia, and being of a higher
rank, the circumstances of the case dis
pensed with that respect due by an infe
rior to a superior. But for the time be•
ing, Oliver was Grey's guest, and the lat
ter showed him this courtesy on that ac•
count.
'My friend, Capt. Arthur Stirling, of
his Majesty's,the regiment ofinfuntry, de-
sired me to visit you to know if you would
do him the honor of crossing swords with
him, if possible, this evening ?'
'Nothing, Maj. Oliver, would give me
greater pleasure than to cross swords with
your friend, Capt. Stirling. Both the
time and the weapons suit me, but Capt.
Dalhousie will settle with you the necossa•
ry preliminaries. To hitn, therefore, al.
low me to refer you.'
Oliver bowed and departed as ceremoni•
may as he had entered. Decidedly there
is an advantage in civilizaiion. A man
comes to see you on an affair of honor, and
you converse as calmly and politely as if
lie were the bearer of an invitation to a
ball, instead of one to go out and let your
visitor's friend have the honor of cutting
your throat, or blowing your brains out.
At four o'clock that evening, Grey, lie •
companiecl by his second, proceeded to the
rendezvous, where he found Stirling and
Oliver, with the surgeon's of the former's
regiment, awaiting them with the least
possible patience in the world.
The spot chosen was a retired, quiet
place, where they would not be liable to
interruption, nearly oppo site to Charles
town. A line of shrubbery screened them
from the main, toad, whilst on the other
side, the town was just far enough off to
render movement's indistinct.
Much as has been mid, and will con
tinue to bo said, concerning seconds in
an affair of honor, a man will stand by
and look on, and perchance see his friend
shot, knowing, too that he was, to a cer
tale extent, the cause of his friend's death.
But look again. Could a brother be more
careful than is that second ? How anx
iously he scans the mounting of the wea
pon, how 1w tries its temper, half-doubtful
whether he shall throw aside and try an
other; and than, when he places his man,
not a chip can be seen about the ground ;
the sun is placei as far as possible be
hind his prinoidal, and having provided,
as ho thinks, against all emergencies,
the word is given.
'Messieurs, to your guard !' cried Oh.
The crossed blades glistened iu the rays
of the declining sun. The combatants
were well matched. Stirling was consid
ered the best fencer in his regiment,
but Grey prided himself on his skill in all
manly accomplishments; indeed, 'twas on
ly on the assurance that he wasn't tryo in
the use of toil that Dalhousie consented to
act as his second, for Stirling's skill was
proverbial.
For some time, the desire of the two
gentlemen to disencumber each other of
any superfluous amount of blood that they
might possess, was not gratified.
At length irritated at the length of the
contest, Stirling made a furious lunge at
his antagonist, which was parried, and
Grey, before Stirling could recover him
self, pierced the •fleshy part of his arm.—
Grey stepped back.
"Ti,," a mere scratch," cried Stirling;
to your guard '
Scratch though he said it to be, Stirling
knew better. Already had he began to
grow faint from loss of blood, and he saw
plainly that he could hold out but little
longer. He made two feints quick as
lightning, the first at the breast, the second
at the throat, then pierced his collarbone
as if it were pasteboard, and immediately
afterwards the sword of Grey flew thirty
feet into the air, than dropped with a dull,
heavy sound upon the turf.
Stirling placed his foot upon it, and sal
uting his crest-fallen antagonist, wiped the
blade and returned it to the scabbard.
Had Stirling accomplished what he in•
tended, Grey would have been killed.—
The thrust was aimed at the breast but
slightly pa rried by Grey; it inflicted n
painful, but otherwise not dangerous or se
rious wound, as the surgeon now pronoun
ced it.
The wounds of both were bandaged and
Stirling, by the assistance of his friend's
arm, was enabled to walk to his quarters,
whilst the indommble pride of Grey would
not allow him to accept of any assistance
whatever, though the drops of agony on
his brow and an occasional tottering step,
showing what lie was suffering.
CHAPTER VI.
I would recall to vision which I dreamed,
Perchance in deep, for in itself a thought,
A slumbering thought is capable of years,
And curdles a long life into one hour.
Byron.
It the reader has no objection, we will
pass through the prison's ponderous gate
when we will find ourselves in the court,
upon which opens the door from the war
den's house; as we have nothing to do
there we will keep on to the next gate,
which opens virtually into the prison
We will take the corridor to our left ;
down two flight of stairs do we go, to the
cells where the condemned prisoners lay
heavily ironed.
Kennedy wan calm, though slightly
pale ; the night before he had been told
that be was to die the death of a murder
er—as Stirling said, the death of a hound!
And in two days ! He, who two days
hence was to be hanged !
There is no man, be he a Bayard 'or a
Christian martyr, can contemplate the
change from death to life, from his house,
whether hovel or palace, to the drear cold,
and silent grave, with feelings of perfect
security.
Ile is indeed a pitiable object who can
say— , l die, not regretting a single thing
that I leave behind.
Stirling had been twice the day previ
ous to call upon him, and bad obtained for
him every luxury that money could afford,
and the prison laws allowed.
Ho bad promised to call this day, but he
had not yet arrived.
Kennedy was waiting for him ; lie de
sired to send a letter to his mother. He
thought continually of her, and he trem
bled as he considered the probable effect
that this blow would have upon her. He
was an only child ; his brother and two .
sisters had died in their youth, and to hint
now clung the hopes of his parents. In
him were tneir affections centred.
, Motheronother, r groaned the conde
mned man, and he burned his face in his
hands and wept.
He remained so for some time. He
shook off his feeling, and regained his
calmness. Hardly had he done so, when
the iron door of his cell cracked on its hin
ges, and Stirling entered.
Stirling shook the captive's hand warm•
ly ; then, as he heard the door shut, and
the footsteps of the jailor upon the stairs,
he threw himself cavalierly upon the mis
erable pallet, and said, pettishly—
• Decidedly, I must speak to Gage about
the miserable way that this prison is guard•
ed. To be sure, the outer gate is strong
enough, but then the keys of it hang in
the warden's lodge just at carelessly as
those of his spouse, though of far more
importance. The first shu , ., out a man
from life, the second from the pantry. By
the way, speaking of pantry, can't you
commodate a hungry devil with some snack
—a buscuit or two, and a piece of chicken.
0, I beg pardon, you are In pr.son !"
Sttriing paused for an instant, and Ken•
ncdy, :siting his chin on his two hands,
started but said nothing.
'Now suppose,' continued Stirling, 'that AVMIe he was in the act of concealing her oak, on an elevated piece of ground, a'
a man desired to escape hence at any time' under the floor, a mother's feelings over- short distance from him; the scene of ac
to•morrow evening, for instance, it could came her ; she arose seized the infant, but tion shifted, and he remained undiscover
be easily done. It puts me out of all pa- was afraid that its cries would betray its ed and unscalped, en anxious spectator
tience. I must see Gage about this re. place of concealment. She hesitated, ga- of the battle.
mistiness. It might be tried this evening zed silently upon it; a momentary strug- It was now midnight. The savage band
to be sure ; if the man got out he would gle between duty and affection took place. bad after taking all the scalps they could
be easily caught again, since the barracks She once more pressed her child to her find, left the battle ground. Morgan was
are close at hand and soldiers are continu. bosom, and kissed it with impassioned ten• seated at the foot of the oak, its trunk
ally running to and fro ; but I understand denies& The infant, alarmed at the pro. : supporting his head. The rugged and un
that Gage has determined to remove the fusion of tears that fell upon its cheek, even ground that surrounded him was
soldiers to quarters nearer the neck, so as looked in its mother's face, threw its little covered with the slain, the once white and.
to have them closer to the—rebel for- arms around her'neck, and wept aloud projecting rocks, bleached by the sun and.
cas he was about to say, but he corrected "In the name of Heaven, Eliza, release the rain fur centuries, were crimsoned with
himself—'so as to have them nearer the child, or be lost l" said the husbad, in a the blood that had warmed the heart and
minute men. But sunose, now, to-mor- soft, imploring tone, as he forced the infant 'animated the bosom of the soldier.
row evening, when the jailor , who by the ' from his wife, hastily took up his gun, The pale glimering of the moon occa:
way is a weak man and a great coward ; knife and hatchet, ran up the ladder that sionally threw a faint light upon the man:.
brings this prisoner his supper that the led to the chamber, and drew it after him. gled bodies of the dead ; then a passing
prisoner was to present a knife at his throat' In a moment the door was burst open, and cloud enveloped all in darkness, and gave
and say: 'lf you speak a word you are a ; the savages entered. I additional terror to the feeble cries of a
dead man.' He would be dumb as a post, By this time Morgan had secured his I few still lingering in the last agonies of
as deaf, too, if required; the man could : child in a bag and lashed it to his back, ; protracted death, rendered doubly appalling
rifle his pockets, in which he could find , and then throwing off some clapboards by the hoarse growl of the bear, the loud
keys with which he could unlock his from the cabin roof, he resolutely leaped howl of the wolf, and the shrill and varied
chains which done, lie might gag and bind to the ground. He teas assailed by two ; notes of this wild-cat and the panther, feed
the jailor; then changing clothes, he could , Indians. As the first approached Ito leg on the dead and dying. Morgan be
astly forth, take down the warden's keys, knocked him down with the butt end of , held the scene with heart-rendering sen
nod let himself out. Nor would that be his gun. The oilier advanced with uplif- ' sations, and looked forward with the syrn
all ; for doubtless, the prisoner has friends ! ted tomahawk ; Morgan let fall his gun, ; peaty of despair on his own end.
who would be waiting at one of the wharfs and closed in.
; A large and ferocious looking bear, cov
suy a wart opposite to Charlestown, for The savage made a blow, missed, but I ered tilt over with blood, now approached
hi m s wif t l y severed the cord that bound the infant to 1 hint ; he threw himself cm the ground, and
example, who could carry
across to the open country. Helga ! I his back, and it fell. The contest now I silently commended his soul to Heaven,
must decidedly speak to Gage about this. became warm and fierce, and was carried : and In breathless anxiety awaited his fate.
A man could escape as easy as you please. on with knives only. The robust and atit- ! The satiate animal sloWly passed without
Again Stirling paused, still Kennedy
lctic Morgan at length got the ascendancy; noticing him. Morgan raised his head,
said nothing, but slightly smiled, saying, both were badly cut, and bled freely, but ; and was about to offer him thanks for his
inteligibly as a smile could—l understand , the stabs of the white man were deeper, ! unexpected preservation, when the cry of
you. • and the savage fell to the earth. Morgan , a pack of wolves opened upon him, and
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rite step of the jailor was now heard hastily took up the child and hurried off. awakened him to a sense of danger. He
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on the stairs. The Indians in the house, basely cogs- I placed his hands over his eyes, fell on his
ged in drinking and plundering, were not ! face, and in silent agony awaited his fate.
Stirling sprang up, looking ludicrously I
apprised of the contest in the yard until I He now heard a rustling in the bushes
doleful, and Kennedy was serious as aeon- .
she one that had been knocked down gave 1 steps approached, a cold chill ran over
demned man ought to look. Just as these
changes were brought about, the cell door
signs of returning life, and called them to , him. .Imagination, was actively employ
was again opened.
the scene of action. Morgan was discover. I ed; death the most horrible awaited him ;
The Governor's orders are, Capt. Stir
' ed.' ` itmusdiatety punned, and a dog put his limbs would its all probability be torn
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Plug,' said the man, 'that no person, save • spots his trail. Operated upon by feelings • from him, and he devoured alive. lie
the minister, can remain with the in isoner
era father and a husband; he moved to ith ' felt a touch; the vital spark was almost ex
all, the speed of a hunted stag, and soon ! tinguished. Another, touch more violent
over ten minutes.
outstripped the Indians, but the dog kept than the first, and he was turned over.§The
'Very well,' answered Stirling, good- '
iii close pursuit. Finding it impossible cold sweat ran down in torrents; his hands
bye, Mr. Kennedy,' he added, squeezing to o utrun or elude the cunning animal' were violently forced from his face. The
the other's hand ; you go from here to a i
. trained to hunts of this kind, he halted moon passed from under a cloud ; a faint
better place, where I hope wo may meet ;
and waited till it came within a few yards ' ray beamed upon him, his eyes involunta
again. Good-by ! God bless you !
of him, fired end brought him to the illy opened, and he beheld his wife, who,
Stirling departed, the door again grated ;
ground. in a scarcely audible voice exclaimed :
on its hinges, and Kennedy was again ln a short time he reached the house
of "My husband ! my husband !" and-fell
alone. his brother, who resided near Bryant's trit on hi s bosom
So surprised was he at the beginning of Station, at Lexington, where be lett the
otitisStrling's speech, that, barring the greeting, child, and the brothers left for the dwell- Alorgan now learned from his (vile that
after the Indiaus entered the house they
mg. A s they approached, light broke up. found some spirits, of which they drank
entrance, he had nnt uttered a sylla- •
We. He now stood gazing at the door ;on his view ; his step quickened, his fears
stab
,freely. An altercation soon took place ;
through which his friend had just passed. increased, and the most agonizing a -
.tensions crowded upon his mind. ' In P s r e c r- fell on ; tlis blood ra n• t
e oftilemi e ce i We
At lengths, rousing himself from his rere..
lirO d U a gilt the mortalflo o
floor
on her. a nd
rie, he began thoughtfully to pace his nal , ; gin , from the cane-break, he beheld his Believing it to be :he blood of her husband,
row cell as much as his chain permitted. house in flames, and almost burnt to the ' she shrtelced aloud, and thus betrayed the
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ground. "My wife !" Ito exclaimed, as I place of Iter concealment She was in
s•.!'se he pressed one hand to his forehead, and ; stantly seized and bound. The party, af-
I grasped the fence with the other to s
s -up- ter setting fire to the house, proceeded to
I . 1 port his tottering frame. Ho gazed on the I Bryant's Station.
ruin and desolation before him, advanced a I Ott the day of the battle of the Blue Licks
A THRILLING NARRATIVE few paces and fell exhausted to the•earth. I a horse with a saddle and bridle rushed by
. Morning came; and the luminary of Bea- l her which she knew to bo her husband's .
CONCLIMED NEXT WEEK,
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yen arose and still found him seated near i Durin g the action the prisoners were left
James Morgan was a native of Mary. ; the expiring embers. In his right hand unguarded ; made their escape and lay con
land, married at an curly age, and soon af- ,he held a small stick, with which he was :coaled beneath some bushes near the bank
ter settled near BrS'ant's Station, in the tracing the name of , ‘Eliza." on the ground, i oldie river. After the Indians had return
wilds of Kentucky. Like mast pioneers , and his left hand lay so hi s favorite dog led from the pursuit, and left the battle
of the West, he had cut down the cane, by his side ; looking first on the ruin and ! ground, she, with some yther persons who
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built a cabin, deadened the timber, elide- then on his dog, with evident signs of grief, escaped with her, determined to make
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sod a field with a worm fence, and planted : Morgan arose. The two brothers now search for their friends, and if on the field,
some corn. It was on.the 17th of August, wide search, and found some bones burned I and living, to save them if possible from
1 1782. The sun had descended ; a pleas. to ashes, which they gathered together the beasts of prey. After searching for
alit breeze was playing through the stir-'; and silently con fi ne d to the mother earth, 1 sometime, and almost despairing of success
rounding woods ; the cane bowed through beneath the high spreading branches of n i she fortunately discovered him.
its influence and the broad leaves of corn : venenible oak consecrated by the most ho. 1P
he he party of Col. Logan found Morgan
w l aved in the air. ly and pure recollections. I and his wife, and restored theni to their
Morgan had seated himself its the door
I Several days after this, Nlargan was en-
:friends, their infant and their home.
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of his cabin, with his infant on his knee. I gaged in a desperate battle at the Lower I-
His young and happy wife had laid aside Blue Licks. The Indians came off victor --Sally Jones says when she was in love
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the spinning wheel, and was busily en. riously, and the surviving whites retreated site felt as if she was in a tunnel, with a
gaged in preparing the frugal meal. Thut across the Licking, pursued by the enemy train of cars coming both ways.
afternoon ho accidentally found a bundle for n distance of six and thirty miles.— ! —llrs. Partingt;nexpresses great op
of letters which he had finished reading James Morgan was unsung the last who prehension that the people in California
to his wife before he had taken his sent in crossed the river, and was in the rear until will bleed to death as every paper she picks
the door. It was a correspondence in which the hill was descended. As he be held the tip announces "another vein opened."
they had acknowledged an' early and ar- Indians reappear on the ridge, he felt Ins I
—Let a bachelor get a swatch upon his --s.----ssseiss.--
dent attachment to each other, and the per- wrongs and recollected the lovely object I
anal left evident traces of joy in the faces of his affections. He urged his horse and I face, and it is said he has been in an awful
of both, the little infant too, seemed to par- pressed to the front. While in the act of ; fi g ht ; but when a married man appears
take of its parents kind feelings, by cheer-1 leaping from his saddle, lie recsived a rifle with two black eyes, a swollen face and a
ful smiles, playful humor and infantile 1 ball in his thigh and fell; the Indian sprang -`'rem headache, it is only said that he's
' fallen into a little ' , love spat."
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caresses. upon him, seized him by the hair and op.
While thus agreeably employed, the plied the scalping knife. —The poet Holmes describes a board
report of a rifle was heard; another fol.' At this moment Morgan looked up and in2,.-school very truthfully in the following
lowed in quick succession. Mor g an sprang recognized use handkerchief that bound lines
to his feet, his wife ran to the door, and the head of the savage, and knew it to be ' They sent her to a stylish shoot,
they simultaneously oxclaimod : "Indians,' ; his wife's. This added renewed strength I wt... lice thirteenth June ;
And withher, us the rules required
The door was instantly barred, and the ;to his body, and increased his activity to wp,„ towe l s a „ d a spoon. , '
next instant their fears were realized by a I fury. Ile quickly threw his left anti ' They braced lice back against a board,
bold and spirited attack of n small party; around the Indian, and, with a death-like • To make her straight and tall :
They hived her up, and starved hoe down,
of Indians. I gras,i, hugged hist to his bosom, plunged T - 0 wake tar light and small •
The cabin could sot he successfully de. I his knife into his side, and he expitcd in They pi nc hed her feet and singed her hair
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, rile! screwed it up_ with pit:e—
ft:tided, and time was precious. slorgan, 1 his anus. Releasing Inn - twit from the . i , never mortal buttered more
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cool, brave and prompt fOOll decided.— oavago, Morgan crawled under. a srmill
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