The pilot. (Greencastle, Pa.) 1860-1866, May 19, 1863, Image 1

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[TOR THE PILOT.
Memory of Simon W. Rupley and
George Missavy.
IST DIOX.
His heartbeat inifis country's cause,
He volunteered to fight;
He died for Freedom's holy Laws,
He battl'd for the right.
When in the bloody battle's fray,
He feared-not Death-or Grave;
Through Rebel ranks he made his way,' ,
He died full nobly brave. '
Beloved by all, we can but mourn,
For itortay, brave and true;
He fought for country, and for home,
His flag—red, white and blue.
Sleep onl in peaoeful, quiet sleep,
We will e'er grateful be;
And often will ouT•Tongue repeat,
Thanks, heartfelt thanks:lb thee:
The one who shared thy joy on earth,
Now weeps in anguish deep:
No more around the family hearth
Shall they together meet.
But this she has to cheer her heart,
Although he's 'neath the sod:
He for his country noble fought,
And now lives with his God.
And by his side another fell,
• Whose early Death, we all deplore;
The booming cannon rang his kneU,
He'll ne'er draw baynnet. more,
Yes, by the side of RUPLEY lays,
Our honored MISSAVY 1
And ev'ry loyal heart now pays,
40 4 4' llcinage to their inem'ry.
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4161 E RESCUED MAIDEN.
BY EDWARD CARROLL
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„tPINr in a western wild, environed by trees
;emote from any human habitation; stands'
'il'aille dwelling of the rudest and most pritni
liiihkonstruction. It is roughly built 'Otnn.
`t ' 1 , but an air of comfort and even taste
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~,,, oto pervade the place, as if some fairy
abitsport surrounded the spot with all that
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jaitiputiful. The rough logs on one end .are
'e letely hidden by 'the'luxuriant growth. of
'dallgierwous grape vine that mounts "even' :co
" t d folic chimney; the beautiful clinAing
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a p, 1 . rose blossoms aboutthe stnall,window,s,
~,104Jugs in rich festoons around the .humble
dock*y. On the stone door steps stands the
lia*Sk.but symmetrical form of a' maiden, of
iio, l 44ore than eighteen summers. She is clad
110 4 00ist or sack of white linen, clOSely fitting
"li4iyfunded form, with a skirt of nicely dress
-el-idite‘rskin. suffloiently slm:t to reveal .
,a well
tiro() ankle and pretty foot. Her complexion
Piertpttie white, but her cheeks vie in their rich
ithPliVrwith the ruses that surround her. Her
":0446 hair is carefully loosened and waves
is the breeze sweeps by ;. her eyes
lue, and sparkling as sapphires, and
'd ripe and pouting, are almost too
Iptation for poor human nature to
The back of the cabin is densely
the thick forest, but in' front extends
idly boundless prairie, toivardS the
'hick the sun is slowly binkiag, and
golden glow of his beams falls upon
girl, seeming to invest her with a
)ry, she looks like an inhabitant of
'cal sphere rather than a mere wor
d so thought 'a young mail; who at
le rich dress of a western hunter,
.ng on bis rifle at a little distence
Turning to him, she spoke in teoes
as a bell.
to be very uneasy about my father,
ie should have returned about two
and I fear that some mishap has be-
fear for him, Moors, he is proba
d by business, and no wonder; the
ighteen miles distant, and he does
often; but why do you fear?"
raid he will fall into the hands of
uggles, who has sworn vengeance on
Using him my hand, and—
e has refused him," interrupted
man, his handsome features flushing
has ; but it seems to surprise you."
urprised, for I fancied that he favor
d at one time I thought you did
never favored but one," said she,
"but my father liked him at first,
tented him in a falsehood, and that
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'a something that he could never endure, so he
dismissed him civilly, but Ruggles swore re-
venge."
"Indeed ! why did you not tell me before ?"
"This is the first time I have seen you since;
but,where can father be?" she continued, look
ing anxiously down the rude path that led
through the woods.
"I wish your father liked me better, and I
would go on and meet him; but be will take
offence, .I am, afraid.!'
"Do go," said she, placing her. hand on his
shoulder.,:aud looking :into his. face with .her
sparkling eyes, ,'.'io.for my sake, and tell him
that.d sent you!' .
It needed 'not another word to start the young
hunter; and throwing his' long rifle' gracefully
to his'shoulder, he passed hie arm around her
waist "!and imprinted a want', kiss on those
tempting lips, then turning with a firm elastic
step, he strode into the forest and soon disap
peared.
He proceeded along'at a quick pace for near
ly an hour, when suddenly he heard the report
of fire -Arms at some 'distance. He bounded
forward rapidly for' a few' moinents;ind sud
denly came - upon three men engaged in a fierce
struggle. All seemed stout end athletie, bit
two were young, while tlie third, whom they
were both assailing, showed by.his grey and
uncovered locks, that he was hardly a match
,for his opponents. Dudley recognized the old
man of whom he was in search, and brought
his rifle to his shoulder. Taking deliberate
aim at one of, the young men he fired, but at
that instant the man for whom the ball was in
tended fell to the earth, firmly locked in the
rt sinewy arms of the aged hunter; that fall
saved his life, and the bullet whistled harmless
ly over them as they struggled amid the long
grass and withered leaves.- Dudley clubbed his
rifle, and leaped forward, to share in the oontest,
just as the fallen young villain extricated him
self from the grasp of the old man. As he
sprung to his feet • the hunter, paused in sur
prise;--he recognized both of the assailants;
one was the William Ruggles of whom Blonora
expressed so much fear, the other was a reck
less young gambler, who had lately arrived in
the nearest, settlement. As soon as, the two
saw the tall, muscular form of the young hunt
er, they gave way, and stopping backwards a
few paces to where their horses (which Dudley
had not, before perceived) were tied„ they
hastily, mounted, and, galloped off in, the direct
tion of the cabin. Dudley raised the old man
to his feet, but found that, he was so exhausted
with fatigue and the paih of a gun-shot wound
in his shoulder as to be unable to walk. Hur
riedly he questioned him as to the origin of
the affray, and received the following account :
"I was detained in town by business till
quite late, and while hurrying home was over
taken by those wretches, who immediately, dis
mounted and approached me. Ruggles pre
sented his rifle at my head, and swore like a
villian, as he is, that unless .I gave instant con
sent to his marriage with my. Elonora, he would
shoot me where I stood. You may imagine
my reply. I was not very choice in the names
[ called him, and he fired, lodging a bullet in
Nly shoulder here. His companion also fired,
but missed me; a struggle then ensued, in the
midst of which you arrived. But they have
gone to the house and I cannot follow them.
Elonora, my daughter, what will become of
your and the old man covered his withered
lace with his bands and groaned aloud.
"I will run instantly to her aid. Let me
support you into the bushes out of sight, in•
case they should return this way, and I will
hurry back to the cabin.
"That's right, my boy, do it—save her, and
I know how to be grateful ; but do not wait to
help me, I can hop out of sight alone. Now,
fly! "
Dudley needed not this appeal, but darted
away as swiftly as the mountain deer. He was
remarkably' fleet of foot, and in less then half
an hour .he had cleared almost five miles, that
being the distance of the cabin from where
he started. As he• came in sight of the dwel
ling a smothered , shriek fell upon his ear, and
in a moment more he saw the two horses gal
loping sway at full speed, and the fluttering of
female garments told that they bore away
Elonom. It was almost datk, but he could
see itiem ride through the prairie .close to the
forest. A sudden thought struck him. He
heir that if they continued the course they
had taken, he could head them off by pursuing
a straight line through the forest. Pausing
long enough to load his rifle, he struck through
the tangled brush-wood with renewed speed.
It was growing dark rapidly, and now and then
the bold hunter dashed ag,aiast a tree or atutn.
GREENCASTLE, PA., TUESDAY, MAY 19, 1863.
bled over some fallen trunk, but undeterred
by these obstacles, and guided by his perfeot
knowledged of the locality, he pressed forward
with rapidity. At last, when he was almost
exhausted, he emerged from the forest on to
the open prairie, and as he did se, caught a
glimpse of those he pursued, but a few paces
in advance of him. They were walking their
horses slowly, Ad with the noiseless, stealthy
step of th.e Indian, he pursued them; he even
caught what.they were saying.
"We must be careful now," said the deep
tones of Ruggles, "for we are near that infer
nal crack."
' Crack 1 what is that ?" questioned his coin-
panion
• "There is a large fissure or gulf near here,
that extends several miles in length, and is
about twenty feet wide on an average; there is
one place, however, used for crossing, where
it is not more than four."
"How deep is it?" said the gambler.
"Could'nt tell you, as I was never at the
bottom," replied Ruggles with a grating laugh,
"but throw a stone down, and it will dash from
side to side as long as the ear can hear it, so I
think it's deep enough ; but here, it is, we will
camp to-night where we are, and tomorrow, my
little beauty will go with us more willingly.—
"Say," 'he Continued, addressing his prisoner,
"we will be married to-night, and my friend
here will perform the `ceremony; how will it
suit you, my dear 1" • '
Elonora made no reply.
"Stuffy, are you ?" said be, "well, sulk it
out; you will behave better soon."
The two villains drew rein near the verge of
the fissure of which Ruggles had spoken, 'and
prepared to dismbunt. Ruggles first sprang
from his saddle, and lifting his prisoner 'from
the horse, he placed her on her feet. The mo
ment 'she felt the firm earth under her, she
struggled to escape, but the scoundrel held her
fast, at the same time shoUting—
' "Curse the wench I Daniels—help me hold
her till I tie her . hands, and stop her kicking."
Daniels stepped forward and seized the poor
girl by 'the arms, but as he did so, the sharp
crack of Dudley's rifle was heard, arid with a
yell of mortal agony the gambler sunk dead
amid the tall grass. At 'the same instant, the
intrepid bunter rushed upon Ruggles, and
seizing him by the throat, compelled him to
release his hold on Elonora. Both now drew
their hunting knives, and a desperate combat
commenced. Under ordinary circumstances
Dudley was more' than a match for his oppo
nent, but as it was, wearied with his long run,
the chances seemed rather against him. Al
ready was he wounded slightly, but the smart
seemed only to him additional strength. They
were contending on 'the verge of the awful
chasm, and each strove to hurl the other into
its depths. Dudley stumbled, and Ruggles
improving his advantage, pushed him into the
fissure. As he fell, he clutched at the girdle
of his enemy with his right hand, and sustain
ed himself for a moment, while he sought with
his left some other support. His band en
countered a large and strong root of ivy, and
dropping his hunting knive, he grasped it firm
ly, and then endeavored to drag down Ruggles
into the chasm. Long and fearful was the
struggle that ensued, but at last, concentrating
all his strength into one mighty effort, he tore
Ruggles from his footing, and pulling him
down to his side, swung him over the fearful
depths. AP the doomed miscreant hung sus
pended over his certain destruction, he with a
savage oath, struck desperately at the hunter,
with his knife, but another second and the
sound of his body dashing against the rocky
sides of the mighty chasm was heard; a shriek
like thatof a lost spirit in torment, rung wild
ly from the unfathomable depths, and still they
could h ear the dull dashing of the body against
the rocks. Such was the end of one of the
foulest miscreants that ever tainted the pure
air of the prairies with his presence.
The bold heart of the young hunter was
faint within him as he dragged himself from
his perilous situation, but he had saved the
idol of his soul—his Elonora—and that was
sufficient to recompense him for any thing.
We will not repeat all the tender things that
were said on that occasion, nor tell all that oc
curred in their ride over the moonlight prairie
on the horses that had carried the two villains.
Suffice it, they arrived safe at the cabin, where
they found Elonora's father, who had managed
to drag himself thither, and was anxiously
awiting the return of Dudley with intelligence
of his daughter. He was almost wild with joy
at her safe return, and, after embracing her, he
placed her hand in that of her deliverer, but
said not a word—none was needed.
Should the traveler in the West ever stum
ble upon the soene of this little incident, he
will find another and a larger cabin standing
near the one we have described ; it is the
dwelling of Dudley and his wife, and the
number of little curly heads and blue eyes
within them, show that their union has been
abundantly blessed. The old man is yet liv
ing, and his greatest pleasure is to sound the
praises of his children, and relate the story of
his daughter's rescue, and her husband's ex
ploits.
VALUABLE SECRET.
"Sarah, I wish you would lend me your
thimble, 'I can never find mine when I want it."
"Why can you not find it, Mary ?"
"lf you do not choose to lend me yours I
can borrow of somebody else."
"I am willing to lend it to you, Mary.--
Here it is." '
"I knew you would let me have it." '
"Why do you always• come to me to borrow
when you have lost anything, Mary ?"
"Because you never lose your things, and
always know where to find them."
"How do you suppose I alaltys know where
to find my things ?"
"I am sure I oannot tell. If I• knew, I
might, perhaps, sometimes contrive to keep my
own.'
"This is the secret. I have a 'place for
every thing, it is my rule to put it away in its
proper place."
"Yes, just as though your life depended on
it!"
"My life does not depend on it, Mary but
my convenience does, very Much."
"Well, I can never find time to put my
things away."
"How much more time will it take to put
a thing away, in its proper place, than it will
to hunt after it, when it is lost?"
"Well, never borrow of you again, you
may depend on it." '
"Why ! you are 'not affronted, Mary, I
hope'?"
"0, no, daer Sarah! I am ashamed, and I
am determined, now, to do as you do—to have
a place for every thing and everything in its
place !"'
A SHORT ANSWER.
One of the enrolling marshals, the other
I
day received a strong hint from a down town
female. Stopping at the lady's house he found
her before her door endeavoring to effect with
a vegetable huckster a twenty per cent: abate
,
ment in the price of a peck of tomatoes.
"Have you any men here, ma'am ?"
The reply was gruff and curt—
" No."
"Have you no husband, ma'am P'
"No" .
"Perhaps you have a son, ma'am ?"
"Well, what , of it ?"
"I should like to know where he is."
"Well, he isn't here."
"So I see, ma'am. Pray where is he ?"
"Ia the Union army, where you ought to
be."
The marshal hastened round the corner.—
He did'nt further interrogate the lady.
A DUTCHMAN looking for a person by the
name of Dunn, who owed him a small account,"
asked a wag near Sweeney's eating house
where No. 6G was, he "wished to find Mr.
Dunn." The wag told him to go to Sweeney's
and the first person at the first table was the
gentleman he was inquiring for.
The Dutchman went in, about as slow as a
jackass to a peck of oats, and this "first gent'e
man," hapened to be an Irishman.
"Are yea Dunn?" said the Dutchman.
"Done?" says Pat, "by my soul, I am only
just commenced."
"ONLY 6NE."
One hour lost in the morning by lying in
bed, will put back, and may frustrate, all the
business of the day.
One hole in the fence will cost ten times as
much as it will to fix it at once.
One unruly animal will teach all others in
its company bad tricks.
One bad habit indulged or submitted to,
will sink your power of self-government as
quitkly as one leak will sink a ship.
One drinker will keep a family poor and in
trouble.
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IT may be contended, without danger of
successful contradiction, that laziness is the
most effectual labor saving machine that has
ever been invested.
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NO. 16.
Men are apt to exhaust every absurd opin.
ion before they adopt a sensible one.
A dull and incessant talker is a tremendous
engine of colloqual oppression.
Ducks and geese shed no tear-drops, but they
Shed numberless drops of water.
A noble thought, embodied in fit words,
walks the earth a living beipg.
A guide-board performs the functions very
well, considering that it is a blind guide.
A viper's tongue is said to be siz iticbes
long; a scolding woman's has no end.
Many people's heads are like the bead of a
glass of porter—ail froth.
To every old wan, his departed boyhood is a
Paradise Lost—fuller of poetry than Milton's,
Over•warw friendships and hot potatoes are
'generally dropped as soon as taken up.
Men don't like to hang their hearts - upon a
long feinale nose; and there isn't room to bang
it upon a pug
Men don't like to hang their hearts upon a
long female nose and there isn,t room to hang
it upon a pug
Love isn't a healthy thing for a young man
it causes such tremendous swellings of the
bosom.
A lazy man's farm is always dressed in
weeds, as if he was dead, And it were his
mourning widow
Genius and talent are a splendid fortune
that is often gambled away pretty much like
meaner fortunes.
Many people consider the world as a worm
does the interior of a nut—simply a place to
feed and grow fat in. s
Grumbling is all very well in place. It is
the deep bass that is needed to make up the
full harmony of being.
He who fishes in the sea of matrimony need
not trouble himself to put any bait upon his
hook—if the hook is gold.
If you are envious, ynu will grow lean as
your, neighbor grows fat—just as if he fatten-,
ed with the meat from your bones.
Study man among men; 'Observatiin, made
only in 'the Cloister or the deseit, is generally
as obeure as the one and as barren as the other.
If a married man were asked to say which
of his bones he would consent to spare, he
would probably decide, with a tear or two, to
part with Ms rib.
All nations can teach something as to cook
ery. So every cook would be • the better for
making a voyage like Capt. Cook around the
world
The body is the soul's, house, and, as the
house grows old, it often lets in upon its in
habitant light from heaven through the chinks
made by time.
A young man will compliment his sweet
heart upon the fragrance of her breath without
being ashamed that his own smells of rum and
tobacco. -
A sulky fellow leaves his house for business
as an ogre leaves his cave for food, and returns
home joyless and grim to his silent wife and
creeping children.
Many a Christain, HO called, has himself rol
led luxuriously to church, as through, like
Elijah', he would go even to heaven in a car
rage.
Truth is never a babe, and never a hag. As
at the first, so at the last—full bloom, yet
young; upon her brow sets and eternity of
beauty.
Life would indeed be a sad thing if the
many-colored creeds of the world did not, by
Almighty goodness make the white light of
the world to come.
Trust not always to the marks of time on
the face, for, like a dishonest tapster,. he is
now and then apt to score double, or, like a care
less one, for gets to score at all.
If man thinks of celestial spirits,-he straight
way names them angles, messengers; and there
has been no poetry, and there has been no piety,
whioh has not repose at ease, alike under their
flapping and their folded *lags.
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