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YOLTJME XV.-NUMBER 43. ,
PAIL AUVERE1S HIDE. .
vr hzsut w. toNcmxow.
IJntm, mv rhildirn, and yon shall hear
Of the mfilaicht ride of Taul Rrvrrr,
ht the rigbUfuth of April, in Sernity-Fire:
Hardly a man la now afire,
"Tio rcmembera that famvna day and year.
UaaidtoMfrirDd: "If the British march
lly land or iwa from the town to-night,
Jfang a lantern aloft In the belfry-arch .
t)f the North Chnrch tower, aa a signal-light
One If by land, and two if by aea ;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
llrady to ride and spread the alarm '
Through every Mftldlesex villa cb d farm,
for the country-folk to be np and to am.?
Then he said cnod-night, and with muffled oar.
Silently rowed to the Charlrstown shore,
J nut as the moon rose orer the bay.
Where, swlnginc wide at her mooring, lay
The Somerset!, ItritUh man-of-war:
-A phantom ship, with each mast and spar
.Across the tnnm, like a prison-liar,
And a huge, black hnlk, that was magnified
.Uy Ita own reflection in the tide.
.Meanwhile. hU friend, through alley and street,
Wanders and watches with eager ears.
Till In the silence aronnd him he hears
The muster of men at the barrack-door.
The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet.
And the measured tread of the grenadier,
3Iarching down to their boats on the shore.
Then he climbed to the tower of the chnrch,
Fp the wiMMlen stairs, with stealthy tread.
To the belfrv-chaniber overhead.
And startled the pigeons from their perch
On the sombre rafters, that round him made
MaftM-s and moving shapes of shade
Up the light Udder, slender and tall.
To the highest window in the wall.
"Where he paued to listen, and look down
.A moment on the roofs of the town.
And the moonlight flowlngover alL
lleneath, in the church -yard, lay the dead
In their night-encampment on the hill.
Wrapped in silence deep and still.
That he could hear, like a sentinels tread.
The watchful nlcht-wlud, as it went
Creeping alone from tent to tent,
And seeming to whimper, A11 is well!"
.A moment only he IWL the spell
Of the place and the hour, the secret dread
-Of the fnnelr belfry and thndead;
For suddenly all his thoughts are lient
On a sluduwy something faraway,
"Where the rfrer widens t meet the bay .
A line of black, that bends and timU
On thc.risinj; tide, like a bridge of boats.
"Meanwhile, ImjMttnt to mount and ride.
Hooted and spurred, Ith a heavy stride.
On the opjKMite shore walled Paul Itevere.
Xnw he patted his home's side,
Xow gazed on the landscaiw far and near.
Then, Impetuous, stampeil the earth.
And tomed and tightened his saddle-girt It ;
Hut mostly he watchod, with racer search.
The belfry-tower of the old Xorth t'liMrrh,
Js It rose almve the graves on the hill,
lionely, and sjtectral, and sombre, and stilL
Jnd lo! ran he InnVs, on the lielfrv's height,
-A glimmer, and then a sleam of light!
He spring to tha saddle, the bridle he turns.
Bat lingers and gazes, till full on his sight,
A second lamp in the belfry burns!
A hnrry of ltnofs In a village-street,
.A sliape In the moonlight, a bulk In the dark.
And lieneath, from the pebbles. In passing; spark
Struck out by a steed that dies fearless and fleet :
That was nil! And yet. through the cWni and the light.
The fate of a nation was riding that night;
And the sjiark struck out by that steed. In hU flight,
Kindled the land into flanie with its heat.
.It was twelve by the village-clock.
"When lie cnsvd the bridge Into Med ford town.
He heard tin rrow log fif the cock.
And the harking ofthe farmer's dog.
And felt the damp ofthe river-fog.
That rise ben the sun goes down.
It was me bv the village-clock,
Wht n he rode Into Lexington.
llr saw the gilded weathercock
S im In the moonlight aa he passed.
And the meeting-hoase windows, blank and bare,
i;aze at him with a spectral glare,
Ar If thrv already nt.ewl aghast
.At the hlomly w ork they would look upon.
It ww two by the village-clock.
When be came to the bridge In Concord town.
He heard the bleating of the tlock, '
And the twitter of birds among the trees.
And felt the breath ofthe morniug-btveae
Wow ing over the meadows brown.
And one was safe and asleep lu his bed.
Who at the bridge would be firt to fall;
Who that dav wonld be lying dead,
Pierced by allritish musket-ball.
You know the rest. In the books you have read,
How the llritish regulars fired and fled
How the fanners gave them liall for ball,
Troui behind each fence and farm-yard wall,
Chaing the red-coats down the lane.
Then crossing the field, to emerge again
Inder the trees at the turn ofthe road.
And only iausii:g to fire and load.
.So through the night rode Tanl Ueverei
-And so through the night went hi cry of alarm,
TTw every Middlesex village and farm
A crv of defiance, and not of fear
A Tiu'rejn the darkness, a knock at the door.
And a word that tdull echo' fore vermorel
Fr, borne on the night-wind of the last.
Through all our history, to the last, .
In the hour qf darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken, and listen t hear
The imrrying hoof-beat of that steed.
And the midnight-message of Paul Kevere.
THE SHOT IN THE EYE!
A TALE OFCKtEL WRONG AND WILD REVENGE.
BY col. cms. FOUIIEST.
CHAPTER XXII. '
THE DOOMED SQUAD.
Rapidly the new flew, ami great was the ex
citement from'oneend to another of Shelby Coun-
yThe death of Winter ami Rees hail . followed
tiosenpon one another, and now men began to
openly and freelv connect the name of Jack Long
with these acts of deadly vengeance
It was noticed, not without comfortable seir
-congratulation on the part, of some, even of the
n.i.in i.nt , -rirtimK. tims far. had all
been members of the party of ten who had been
present at the lynching, and gloomy and ominous
were the looks exchanged Iwtweeu the survivors
of the apparently doomed snnad.
That night. after lieanng Kees' body to his own
house, thev all hastened homeward, leaving Cap
tain Hindi to settle his little affair with Dr. flu
four, as best he might.
There was nothing else for it, the news must
lie told, ami, with a downcast face, the Regulator
Chief entered the sick man's room.
To his surprise, he found Dnfour sitting np,
sind dressed for his expected wedding.
"I heard you coming," said the invalid, faint
lv: "yon harelwcn too long. Is all reauy nowl
Whero'is your niece f"
With a sort of gruff blnntness, born of n neces
mtv rather than.of courage, Huich told h-tory
.f discomfiture, while Dufonr Mt gazing at him
in speechless rage and amazement. He seeme.1,
fori moment, beside himself with passion, and,
as if wrath had given him supernatural strength,
he sprang, with fierce imprecation, for his pis
tols, which were lying on the table.
He. never, reached them :-he ha "T""1",
Tiisshattcrl and fever-worn frame that tUj anil,
before he reached the table, the world became
lark before his eyes, and he fell senseless on the.
He was carried to his bed, and, after a while,
consciousness returned, but n(5t reason, and Cap
tain Hindi breathed mon; freely as he saw how
likely an instrument Ixnlily f.SaZm
releasing him from his somewhat awkward dilem-
'"'Leaving these two children of evil to their own
devices for a brief space, we will return to tue
other actors in the drama. ,.. ;..
Of course the news of the death i of Rcese Mriv--1
siee.lily at Squire Grovel's, hthe happy
lmuihold gathe4,l there, though shocked and
Martll. were too busy with their own ftUn nd
too realr to concede the justice of the act itseir,
to allow'it to seriously aflcct them.
So long as no immediate Uisimi th the
Hinchs was threatened, even Carnetnea to give
herself up to the happiness which she had so nar
rowly escaied losing, and devoted herself to her
husband and her almost doting father-in-law.
flay after day went by, and nothing new occur
red to disturb the public ntiud, though the late
events were necessarily more than a nine days
Outside of their own set, there could be little
sympathy felt for the Regulators, and now a few
talked under their breath about such things as
"a just retribution."
The persecuted hunters, and other objects of
Regulating inanevoleuce, began now to make
their apDearunce airoili. ami Vfti In rrathpr in lit
tle knots around the grocery corners to discuss
the late fearful occurrences, and venture half
Iirophecics that Jack Long had not completed
"Poor fellow!" said a plauter, one day, to a
group of these sympathizers; " Poor Jack! It's
no wonder he went crazy after all that!"
" Crazy!" exclaimed a hunter. "I tell ye Jack
Long ain't crazy! Leastways he's cumin' to him
self pretty fast. The fact on it is, Jack come of a
breed that don't take kindly to Hoggin' a torv
hatin', injun killiu', bear fightin' sort of breed,
an' when one of that sort gets the bar riz the
wrong way, it takes a heap o'. greaw to slick it
down again; it does, now you bet!"
Others averred that they had seen the ghastly
hunter in the woods, though none were ready to
adimt that theyliad actually spoken with hiin.
"How does he manage to get his ammunition! "
"Git'hisamminitinn!" was the answer. "Why
thar's any quantity of men in Shelby, that are
ready to give him the last ounce of powder and
lead they've got, so long as he only keeps a shoot
in straight-an' he's likely to do tliat for a while,"
Six remained ont ofthe original ten. and the
lives of these men were fast becoming a burden
to them. Not for a moment, by day or night, did
they feel anything like security, and they could
hardly turn their heads without a shivering fear
of beholding the phantom hunter.
They would no longer go abroad alone, but,
even in their hunting excursions, kept as much
together as possible.
. About ten days had elapsed ln-fore any news of
Jack's presence had been received, and two of
them, named Davis and Nixon, were riding home
They baft stopped their horses to drink, before
crossing a little run, when, just as they were
starting lip the opposite bank, the dreaded appa
rition arose Hwiftly out of the hmdies, and the
terrible eyes looked into theirs with a far more
than tiirim-rir fascination it was that of ir.'
It was hut n moment, but it seemed an age, and
then tilt- long rille Mint forth its tongue of llauie,
ami for Nixon that look had been his last.
1IU hornlied comrade, who never thought of
trying to use his own rille, was H-rmitted toes
cape: but when the assembled neighbors went af
ter the IhkIj- of Nixon, they found it lying by the
edge of the little rim, and, as all of them would
have Iki u willing to swear. before-hand, hot in
There was no need of any further evidence as
to whoe was the awful handiwork upon which
they were gazing: there was tho sign and seal
of the terrible vengeance of the lynched hunter,
ami iiit-n shuddered as they reflected that it was
only h.df accnuipIUh d.
"Five more, and ever)- man of them as good as
dead this very day! It's awful!"
' SIX OITT OK TEX.
Day after day went by, and Rtill ihi-brcath of
life, in spite of wounds and fever, clung mysteri-oiii-ly
to the shuttered frame of Dr. Dolour", as he
lay in the half finished upper room of Captain
Hiueh's plantation house. At iutervalsa gleam
of reason returned to him. and he invariably im
proved itbys-mliug fori I inch, to give him, in'
language im-ra lo.ciiile llian select, nu opinion ot
his idii tic coi.duct in permitting matters to ar
rive at their present pass.
Hindi himself was getting tired of this; what
ever might be the IhiikI he was under to his
w oumled guest, he felt that he had certainly stop
ped at no conceivable brutality to maintain the
ascemlancy of the fraternity, and it was hard to
be abused, in thin dire extremity, by a shattered
invalid whose life was daily at his merry.
Still, for reasons best known to himself, he for
tho present forlmre making any other than a
reasonable, gistd-natured reply, perhaps because
he had great reliance ill the conjoint pnner of
cold lead and fever.
Some men die shin ly, huwevcr, and Dnfour was
one of them.
He constituted, nevertheless, only one item of
the many horrors which now troubled the soul of
the Regulator Captain.
It was all in vain to drink: whisky had no
power to drive from his mind the dreadful reali
ties of his position. "
Already hud the pmlige of his band, long abso
lute among the lied Lauds, been irretrivcably bro
ken. No'Ionger would his men mnster promptly at
his summons; and, whatever the excuse might be
that was rendered in any given case, he well
knew that the real reason was a dread of Jack
Long's unerring rille.
Ofthe remaining live of his trusted ten, not a
man dared thow himself out of doors, unless he
b.td friends enough around to start an average
town meeting, and (he image ofthe ghastly hun
ter was perpetually present to tho eyes of the
The avenger seemed to lie bent on prolonging
the agony of his victims; there was no hasty ex
ecution of his decrees; each man was allowed to
wait until ho tasted over and over again, in an
ticipation, the fearful doom which, after all, only
Among them was a poor, ill-conditioned drunk
ard, named White, who had lieeii in time-past the
agent of the gang for its dirtiest and vilest work.
For many days the trembling wretch' remained
closely housed at home.'hanlly daring to.put his
head out at a window, hut at last his one strong
appetite tempted him to' something like a foray.
His stock ot"red-eye" gave ont, and he deter
mined to venture as far as the Comers to procure
a new supply, sufficient for.a lengthened siege.
To the Corners he went, and, what with cash
and credit, he managed to secure a kirrtJ of what
was now becoming to him more and more au ab
solute necessary of life.
He had made thetriplying.fl.it on. the bottom
nfbis rirketv old wagon, the reins boliic manag
ed b.the one slave left to, him by his prolonged
profligacy. , .
So far, not the slightest sign of.danger had
been discerned by slave tinmastcr; but, as he was
Hearing once more the shelter of Ids own dishon
ored homestead, the wagon jolted heavily over
an extra trunk in the "corduroy, and the bar
rel for which he had ventured so much, broke
from its moorings ald rolled heavily against the
already half intoxicated brute, who lay in the
bottom ofthe vehicle.
With a tipsy grunt, he half arose and looked
Tho Congo driver heard him exclaim; as ho
raised his head above the sidelioanls
"Thar ho is, by !"' and after that came tho
crack oC rifle. ,,,,..
Instinctively tho driver lashed his horses to a
run, but when, he dared to look liehind him, there
lay his master, among tho straw, jolted and bruis
ed" by the rolling barrel, and f i tie rye.
Tliat made six out of the ten, and a greater hor
ror than ever fell upon the remainder.
As for Davis, he could never, by night or day,
get out of his head the vision he bad seen, rising
out of the bushes by the little run, and he made
n desperate effort to mend his ways. He drank
no more, he read his Bible, and deelare.1 openly
that he had no more connection-with the Regula
tors or their ways. .
Davs went slowly by and the bright summer
.. TWn rrj. mul set as if all that he looked
upon was peace and qnietness. and. indeel, the
vast majority of the people of Shelby went to
their ilail v work with n feeling of nnacenstomed
security :-not for Hem was the avenger lying m
wait-all honest nieu could meet even the "nail
hunter himself without the slig htestfear . f harm.
One man, whose lariat had fallen first upon the
free limbs of Jack Long, was named Andre,
and for weeks he had remained a close prisoner
in nis own iniuse. - r
One morning, however, as the gay gleams of
sunrise crept to Ins iloorway, tner lire "'1a
prairie grass, he rose from his feverish conch, anu
stepped forth for breath of fresh air.
The sun-rays fell on his face, and half Minded
him for a moment, but they were the last that he
waa ever to see.
WHITE CLOUD, KANSAS, THURSDAY,
As if he had been waiting there all night long,
and was prepared for his opportunity, from be
hind the neighboring smoke-house promptly step
ped the giant form which the doomed assassin
dreaded to see.
For a moment, as if in order that his victim
might be sure of his identity sure from whose
baud the blow was to come the blazing black
eyes riveted the shuddering gaze of Andrews;
and then, with the usual swift and unerring
movement, the rifle came to the skin-covered
shoulder, the report followed, and the scresi of
the gang of lynchers lay prone across his own
door-sill, with a ball through bis brain, entering
Dy tne very organ into wnose ternnetl nerves the
gaze ofthe hunter hail been directed.
When this waa reported to Captain Hincb,
though he showed no sign of emotion in public,
remorse and fear, together almost drove him fran
tic. He saw, or thought he saw, the entire and al
most fiendish subtlety of the vengeance that was
following him. He had been the worst offender,
and be was being reserved until the Uul.
What additional torment could there bo in store
for him I Nothing, perhaps, except, it might be,
the daily and hourly death of anticipation'.
lie groaned aloud in his agony pressing his
crime-stained hands upon the blood-shot organ
through which he kuew the messenger of death
must surely come.
What pain, he thought, to have a grain of sand,
a straw, au iufiuitessimal speck, invade that ten
der organ! And what then must it lie to have it
crushed to atoms by the twisted path of amass"
of lead, driven with irresistible puwer, and wing
ed with revenge I
Was there no escape f Was there no way of
destroying the destroyer himself
Why should all other men be able to go about
their daily avocations in tantalizing security,
while to him the free air of heaven was denied
under fearful penalties f
This was certainly a wonderful refinement of
puuishmeut worthy of the Inquisition in its
palmiest days. '
Leaving him in his unutterable misery, we will
pay a call iiinu our happy friends.
Charlie and his bride had spent their honey
moon quietly at home, undisturbed in the enjoy
ment of all that pure and honest love could give
them, ami, well aware that the grisly phantom of
the woods had no terrors in store for them.
No longer with the fear of the Regulators lie
fore his eyes, Charlie strode after the deer, and
watched for the turkeys as if Shelby County had
been the very paradise of law anil order not
without a lurking wish that he might at some
time conic across his old friend.
And, at hist, his half-formed desire was grati
fied. He wus returning, healthily tired, from a long
day's hunt, when, suddenly, tho figure of which
he had been dreaming stood before him, though
not by any means so unnatural or awe-inspiring
as he had imagined.
It was no longer a mere skeleton, and some--thing
of decency and order showed itself in the
arrangement ofthe garb of skins.
Charlie 0 rover was as brave as a lion, and he
"Hullo, Jack, old feller, glad to see you! How
Taken half aback by the cheery and hearty
greeting, the wild looking tiguru responded :
" Pretty well, Charlie; how are you, and how's
"Doing fine! How's Jenny f" -
At tho mention of his wife's name, the cyesof
Jack Long liegau to blaze with a fierce and threat
ening fire; hut Charlie kept on, boldly, forJhe
had something on his mind to say, and he did not
hesitate to say it with what effect we shall seo
At the end of tho conference, the hunter struck
into the woods, and Charlie returned home, to re
late his adventures to his sweet littlu wife.
AX CXIIEALTHY COrXTT.
All this time, that member of the Regulator
gang whom we have christened Marble had kept
as quietly as liossiblu within the limits of his own
plantation, sutTering not a little from apprehen
sion, and bitterly regretting the evil day that put
his name upon the muster roll of Hindi.
One morning, as he stood by his gate, gazing
uneasily up and down tHo road, as if any moment
might bring danger, he became aware of the ap
proach of au odd-looking wayfarer, whom lie
speedily recognized as our old acquaintance, Joe
The usual greetings were interchanged, and
not without much respeet on Marble's part, for
Jon's name had liecoiue mysteriously associated
with that of Jaek Ioug.
"Come in and take a drink, Joe!" said Marble.
"Not dry, thank ye! Had somethin to say to
ye, an' reckoned I'd find ye to hum."
- "Savon I'm listeniu'!"
"Wall, it ain't much to say, lint I thought I'd
ask if ve was over aud above in lovo with Shelby
"Not by a heap ! Hain't paid for nothing, aud
as lief up stakes as to eat. any day."
"Wall, didn't it ever strike ye that it was an
awful unhealthy County to live in f Sjiecially of
" Well, it it getting a trifle unhealthy for some
" Do ye know a man by the name of Davis I"
" Oh.'ycs know him very well."
'.Wall, then, yejistsay that a friend's advice
to him an' vou is, that the sooner ye put the Shel
by County line behind ye, the sooner jre're gwine
to be out o' the way of ineetin' with ghott$ in the
Marble turned as pale as a ghost himself, as he
listened to the gruff but impressive tones of the
queer old deer-killer, and, as he added, " Hear
do ye t " his knees fairly smote against each other.
He managed to answer that he thought he un
derstood the warning, and then, without another
word, old Joe picked up his rifle and strode away
down tho road.
Marble did not waste much timo in Useless cog
itation, bnt speedily communicated his niysten
nns notification to Davis, and the two made their
arrangements, withas much sevresy as jiossilile,
to start for the Red River Country, with all that
they could save from the proceeds of their evil
Thcy'did not- even notify Captain Hindi, nor
was it until after they were many a mile on their
way, that the -unhappy man learned that Im, at
least, out ofthe ten, had been permitted to rweape.
'They did not cross the lmnlcr, for all that,
without at least oue notable incident.
'-Driven by the fearful -soniething'-behind them.
Marble and his frieud were riding in advance of
the little "train," anxiously making all speed for
the "County line,", when their progress was snd
deuly blocked by the appearand of the very ob
ject from which they deemed themselves escaping.
Neither of them could raise his rifle to save his
For A moment the fixed and threatening eyes
chained thcirmwn, and then a voice, which was
evidently iiot'that of aghost.addressed them, thus :
"I'm glad ye'r gettin' away; I monght have
hurt ye if ye'd stayed, an' I ought not ter. Yon,
Davis, they say, ar readin' of yer Bible, an' it's
savetl.yc this time. Stick to it, an' it may help
to save ye from somethin' wus than Jack Long.
Mind that ! And yon. Marble you're the man
that said a kind word to Hilly, an' told him to
look artcr his mother. Reckon you ain't so had
as the rest. Yon see by it that, that ar good
wonl of yonm has saved ye a tlot i tie rye
mnre'n once, now I tell ye."
And with that the hnnter strode.away, leaving
the two "emigrants" looking in each other's
eyes, glad euoughtoget out of their rencounter
on such easy terms.
' CHAPTER XXV.
THE DEATH OF HlXCn.
And now our history for really it is one
ilraws to a close. It is not trne, aa some have sta
led, that Jack Long destroyed 'the whole gang.
He did wam off the two least guilty ones, and al
low them to lrave the County nnharmed wheth
er on account of Charlie Grover's intercession, or
uecanso his own thirst for vengeance did not re
qnire their blood, we are nniW to My.
i lie news of their escape, as we have said, was
?-1 1 !!" .cnminR to the ears of Captain Hinch,
geVtiour" " both M a ,hrcat 1 nS"
--IfJiS". he was now the only
I ""- r-"""'"1 i me orieinal ten whatever
I remained of rmdictivenes. n?uiT SSea-rily S
concentrated upon him; and aa a suggestion, be
cause, if they found their, way ont of Shelby Coun
ty, why should not he I
He owned but little land, and his horses, and
slaves were easily shipped for Shreveport, at the
head of the Red River navigation, while all that
he needed to leave behind him he put in charge
of bis brother.
It was impossible fur him to do this, however,
without attracting some attention, and he could
not bnt be aware that his movements must be
known to the terrible eyes whose watching pres
ence seemed by him, even while he slept.
Oh! the misery of those days of preparation!
Human tongue or pen fails to describe the agnny
of guilt waiting Tor retnnutioni
He bad kept all a secret from Dufonr, aa he
thought ; but the, flicktrjng life of the dying man
dwelt in a frame f keen and subtile 'perceptions,
aud one afternoon, as the Captain paid his usual
formal visit of mock friendship to the sick man's
liedside. the doctor turned in bed, and looked him
full in the face:
"You warned Aim out of the country, and now
he is driving poti ont! . Yon tried to kill lim, and
now he has killed nearly all of you! Ten against
one was pretty good odds, out yon tackled a man
"What do you mean, Dr.'Dufonrl" stammered
"Mean! Why, I mean that yon, of all the
gang, will no more escape the vengeance of Jack
Long, than either you or I can hope to escape the
awful reckoning to which I am now going! Think
of it! Think of it all! lam going I am going
Aud tho black eyes closed, the attenuated from
sank back upou its pillows, the jaw dropped, and
the long struggle of that splendid and supple
frame with the fell destroyer was forever over.
Dr. Dnfour was dead!"
Captain Hindi gazed upon the inanimate clay
before him for a few moments in silence, and
then, with a sigh of relief, he went out to an
nounce the fact, and give directions for the funer
al. All who had ever been in any way connected
with the Regulators attended, as a matter of
course, and, from curiosity, or possibly better mo
tives, the gathering of planters was very respec
table. Charlie Gmvcr and his father were among
them, nor could the former see the heavy clods
fall iiiMin the coffin of his enemy, without keen
appreciation of his own responsibility for his mi
untimely end. ,
Under the shadow of a neighlsiring wood, a si
lent spectator, a tall form, stood leaning on a rifle.
" Reckon he may have been the worst of 'em,
after all, but then he did't fall to my sheer. I
ain't sorry he's dead, au' I ain't sorry I didn't kill
him. I'm glad Marble an' that other feller got
away. Only one left now, an' he mustn't git off.
Reckon lie'Il try it ou, but it kWj do! He was
wust of all."
And with these words, as the last clod fell up
on the coffin, the wild looking spectator disap
peared in the forest.
That night, aa soon as darkness had covered
the earth, Captain Hinch stole from the door of
his almost deserted home, crept to the stable, sad
dled his horse, and nsle off into the night.
AU night long he nsle, as if some pursuing
fiend was on his track, losing sight, in the ea
ger haste of guilty fear, of all prudence in the
management of his horse.
All day long they toiled under the boiling sun;
the noble animal sobbed iu utter exhaustion, as
the cruel spur goaded his galled sides whenever
he slackened his lalwred pace.
As the shadows were beginning to lengthen, he
at length drew upon the high banks of Red Riv
er, and as he did so, the brave steed who had
home him so far and so well, gave oue convulsive
gasp and sunk under him.
Little pity did he waste upon the faithful brute,
but gazed anxiously out upon the river.
No boat was in sight, ,and the yellow water
seemed to laugh at his anxiety.
Hours went by, as he strode np and down the
hank, blaspheming in feverish impatience, until
at last, as the sun was approaching the horizon,
he caught sight ofthe thick smoke from a steam
er's pipes, as they rounded the point In-low.
There, he thonght, caine safety, and bis heart
thrilled with something more like life and hope
t ban he had known for weeks, as he signalled her.
Nearer and nearer she came, rounding to for
her expected passenger, and the loungers on the
guards were watching the shore for the new-comer.
Already the plank was beingshoved out, when,
as Hindi was almost ready for a triumphant hur
rah of exultation, he beard his name called from
the bank behind him.
He did not know the Voice, but he turned, me
chanically, to answer the call.
There, within twenty yards of him, looming np
gigantically iu the light of the setting sun, gaunt,
hairy, threatening, was the form of Jack Long,
and the deadly gaze ofthe eyes that had watched
his cruel work in front ofthe hunter's cabin fas
cinated his own with a power from which he
could not escape;
The odd drops stood upon his brow, for the
mortal agony was hkih him!
One moment, in which years of memory nud of
remorse were condensed, "the Regulator Captain
felt the bunting gaze of those unrelenting eyes,
and then a long, dark tube came level with
his shrinking vision there wasa flash a report
and all was over.
Meu from the steamlmat landed, but all they
found was a dead horse, and, near it, a mau in
the dress of a planter, $hot im the eye.
ninch's flight was knowiito his own household,
of course, early on the succeeding day, and before
night had liegun to spread around the neighbor
hood, the whole community was ou tiptoe to
hear the result.
The general opinion seemed to le,that .the
Regulator Captain would make good his escajie,
but there were those who hail reason for think
ing otherwise, and among those were Charlie Gro
ver. The young planter was at the breakfast table,
when the news was brought in by one of the ne
groes. "Well, Charlie," said old drover, "it seems
that the Captain has dodged tho ghost, after all."
"I am so glad!" said Carrie.
"Well, I wish I could believe it, bnt I don't," said
Charlie. "Ihave no iitea that Jack Long will allow
his worst enemy to get away from him; but at all
events, this long ami fearful tragedy must now lie
pretty nearly over. I am going over to old Joe
Parsley's, this very day."
."Oh", Charlie! Let niego with yon, won't you I"
The young husband could hardly refuse any
thing to his sweet little wife, and, especially as
she had a peculiar interest in the case at band, be
consented, and as soou as the morning's planta
tion duties were attended to,they set off leisurely
through the woods, without any other company
tnan a lavonte stag-nouno.
As it was not far ont of their war, their first
visit was to the deserted cabin in tbW little open
ing, where once had been the happy home of Jack
The grass was as green, the trees as tall, and
the whole scene was as beautiful as ever, but it
wore a sad, deserted look, as if it lacked the Jiv
ing presence that had once made it so attractive.
Charlie and his wife did not dismount, but sat
on their horses iu silence, looking'slowly around
"Tliat," said Charlie, "is the tree to which the
Regulators tied him wlieu they lynched him. If
Joe and I had cot here sooner, we might have
I prevented the whole thing."
(r tv tiii.lit havi. mnrdered both of VOU."
said his wife.
This was certainly not Tery unlikely supposi
tion, and Charlie spurred his lorse to the fatal
tree. . . . "
" What did they cnt those notches in the tree
for!" asked Carrie,
Charlie looked, aud snre enough, there were
several deep notches cut in the tree, some of them
slightly weather-beaten, anil some ijuite fresh.
Almost mechanically he counted the gashes.
There were ahe, only the last two were broad,
flat " blazes," instead of deep, sharp cnta.
"That is some of Jack Long's work," said Char
lie, with a shudder. " He has been keeping tally
of his revenge, on the Tery tree they tied him to."
Carrie had counted also, and she replied
"Then he has not killed theCaptain yet,.for
there are only nine on the tally.
"Yon mean that If he haa killed him,hehaahad
no time to TWt the tree afaea.
APRIL 18, 1872:
"Oh, dear me!T said Carrie; "I never-liked Un
cle Hinch, but I do hope he may get away."
"So do I, Carrie, but I don't believe he will.
Those who take to the sword perish by the sword,
and violence breeds violence all the .world oyer.
Of all those men, Captain Hinch was'theT worst,
and hail the least right to expect to escape.
"I know it! I know it T said Carrie, "Lt us
ride on." . '
And so they-did, until, after a- long and some
what tedious hunt, Charlie found the canoes hid
den carefully in acanebrakeat the-eilge of the
crooked little.bayon that led into the swamp-lake.
They dismounted ami secured their horses, and
Charlie quickly pushed one of the, ticklish dug-?,
outs into the water. There were paddles handy,
and in a few moments more they were floating
away towanls the island.
A thin column of smoke cnrled upfrom the lit
tle mud chimney, but, at first, no other sign of
life welcomed their approaclu- . .
Then, as they drew; near the" shore, Charlie
caught thd glitter of a rifle-barrel among the
bushes, and a firm bnt boyish voice shouted
"Who are yet What do ye want T Keep off
now!" . s'
"Put np your rifle, Billy," said the young plan
ter; " it's only me aud my wife come to-, nay yon
"Wall," said Billy, "it's clean again old Joe's'
orders, bnt I reckon he won't .mind your coming,
for you've been here afore. Come on, I wont
And the canoe was thrust ashore, and Carriejand
the stag-hound sprang out, followed by Charlie
Billy came forward to meet them, with a half
doubtful smile of welcome, as if he. was only
half sure that he had done right to let them land.
He was tall for his age, and his young fare wore
a premature expression of grim determination.
There was that iu his eyewhich said plainly, that if
Va enemy sad been It tne boat, be would not have
hesitated a moment.
" There's mighty few men I'd let come ashore
"AH right, Billy! My wife isn't a man. How's
your mother, and little Molliet"
Billy's countenance fell.
"Oh, Mollie's all right, but mother's getting
awful thin and pale. "It'll do her good to talk
to somebody; but if somebody elso would only
come, it would be lictter."
" Why, hasn't he been here yet !" asked Charlie.
" No, au' he sent word by old Jim-, that he never
would come until hit eonnt vat full."
Charlie shuddered, and his pretty wife turned
Iiale, for they kuew very well what that meant,
ij- the notches they had so lately counted.
Just then little Mollis came running down from
the house, ami, though at first she kept shyly be
hind her brother, it was not long before Carrie's
sweet face and winning voice tempted herto come
aud make friends with the strange lady.
-All four then made their way towanls the cabin.
They were met at tho dour by what at first
seemed to be almost the ghost of tbemerry voiced,
smiling little woman whom they had known as
Not that she had .grown so thin, hut her face
wore a pale and woe-begou expression that made
the hearts of her young friends ache within them
as they looked at her.
At first she met their advances with a sort of
chilly apathy, hut as they weut to talk of tho
late occurrences, telling her of man) things that
were as yet entirely unknown to her, she seemed
to wake up a little, aud take more interest in the
Charlie especiallywas able to tell her how much
better her husband looked when be saw him last,
and the hearty, womanly sympathy of his kind
and soft-voiced companion seemed to act like
medicine on the wounded spirit. of the deserted
" Oh f she said at last, " If he would only come
back to me! It seems as if he mistrusted that I
would love him less for his sufferings and misfor
tunes, and I only love him all the more! Oh, if
he only iron M come back ! I shall die if he does
It was now getting late in the afternoon, and,
even as she spoke, a cry from Billy, who was ou
watch outside, called them to the door.
There Billy stood, rille in hand, gazing ont np
nn the water, and from the edge of the canebrake
on the npjnsite shore, a canoe with two men in.it
pushed briskly out, and paddled directly aud
swiftly for the island.
Billy's eyes were of the keenest, bnt he gazed
anxiously at the canoe, without saving a word.
"One on 'em's old Joe Parsley," said he, at last,
" but I can't jist make out the other.
Jenny's heart, however, was surer than Billy's
eyes, for, before the boat tnnched the shore, after,
covering her face with her hands for a moment,
she sprang forward with a wild, almost in
art icnlate cry of pleasure.
"It's him! It's bini!" and, as the two men lionn
ded on shore, Jenny Long threw herself 'fainting
into the arms ofthe foremost.
And even Charlie and his Wife saw that it was
Jack Long, snre tnongh, but, it was nu wonder
that they liad not known him sooner.
Not only were his hair and lieard trimmed and
corolH-d, but his dress was neat and in perfect or
der, and bis face wore a quiet and' peaceful ex-'
prcssion, that had not crossed it. before for many
The children hnrig aronnd him, but it was some
moments liefore Jenny's excitement could be re
duced to the form of a good, joyful crying .spell,'
so that he could bestow on them the countless
kisses for which they were beseeching.
Charlie hardly knew," at first, how he" would
relish their seeming intrusion, but he came frank
ly forward. -
"I'm glad to see ye, Charlie Grover, you.an yer
wife. It was right kindof you to eome an' see
Jenny an' the children. Jack Long, is his own
man again." ' '
Charlie did not care to ask how bo had .recov
ered himself, hilt, after 'expressing his pleasure
at Jack's improvement since hesawiim last, ho
"And now, Jack, what are .you going toilol
Going back to the old place V ' "'
"Not I! Shelby County ain't no Idace forme,
nrter all that's happened. JfoiTm giwine t np
stakes and strike for a now1 elearin. Twont bo
llard to find one, I reckon Ye see, Charlie, it
wouldn't be the plcasantest thing to meet the
people or go among the place, you know!"
And, indeed; it was not hard to imagine Jack's
feelings aliout staying in Shelby , X
"Mr. Grover," said Old Joe. " Jack- Jong's leen
the best settler we evrr:had in Shelby, an done
more pnblic good than any other 'man,- bnt it's
cost lum'a heap."
"It has that!" said Charlie. "Vm sorry for it
all, and I'm sorry he's going away,"
"Yon can't be sorrier'.than" I am," said Jack.
"But now it's all over, it seeras'.Iike a hail dream,
an if I only had iny old dog along with me to
day, I conld persuade myselftbat it hadn't a bit
nf It fiaTmenftd." -
"Well, then." said Charlie, "Til make you a
present of my Wolf, there, and maybe he will an
swer the same Durnoset"'
"Thank ye kindly T said Jack, with a mourn
ful shake or the bead, "tie's a gnoa aog, oni ne
isn't the brave old fellow that followed me so long,
an' then died fightin' for me."
After a little more urging, however, he consen
ted to accept of Wolf, with whom, to tell the
trntb, Charlie was Tery loth to part, eveii.to Jack
It was now getting late, and the two visitors
almost felt like intruders. They knew that the
little family must want to lie. by themselves, aud
after many a shake of the hand, they re-entered
their canoe; and returned to the mainland, ac
companied by old Joe Parsley.
Over the scene that tbey left behind them, we
must draw a veil, as far too sacred for the pen of
Aa ther rmtn homeward in the briffht moon-
tinlit. mnrmini nrpr what thev had seen. they.
came again to Jack's old homestead, and, as if
with one thought, they rode towards tho laiai
Silently they counted the notches: "Acre aw
Jack Long's tally was complete, and the last
gash was deeper and more sharply cut than any
of the other:. , ,
"Carrie," said her husband, "yon will never
see your uncle any merer!
Carrie said nothing, bnt her pate free
clearly enough what waa her own reading of the
terrible record. . faat. the
The next day, for fll new. jrtanktad it
tidinga of the tragedy o ts. we Baa al
ready reached ShelbyCoiinty,andCaptainHinch's
che's relatives took possession of his effects.
Among them were found quite sufficient reasons
for his conduct, both to his niece aud Dr. Dnfour,
and Charlie Grover found that he had uot mar
ried a portionless bride.
As to Jack Long, nothing more was seen nf him
in Shelby! hnt now aud then, rumors came back
tq the Red Lands, from hunting grounds far to
the north, nf a gigantic huuter, who performed
marvels of skill with his ride, and whose descrip
tion seemed somehow familiar.
. Our story of the hunter's revenge is finished !
Do we justify it f No, not by any means, bnt it
is only one of a thousand fearful and "o'er true
tales". that make up. the legendary lore of the
American bordezv where every man's lifo has ever
beeh in his own baocU" ,
bt johx o, wnrmia, -.
.Mr old tvYlch neighbor orrr the way
Crept alowlr out In the mod of Spring,
Posheil from ber ears the lucka of crar.
And listened to hear the robin aujg.
t HrrerandMin. playing st marbles, stopped,
. And cruel fn Apart, aa bnya will be, -Tossed
a stone at tna bird, who hor-prd
From bonsh to bonch in the apple-tree.
"Way! asld the jrrandmother; "hare too not heard.
My poor, bad boy! ofthe fiery pitt
And bow, drop by drop, this merciful bird
Carries, the water that qnencbea it I -
"He brinra end dew In Ma little bifl
And leta"tt fall on the eonla of sin:
Ton can are tho mark on hia red breast till.
Of Urea that scorch as he drops It Iu.
"Mr poor Bron rhnddyn! my breaat-banud bird.
Suicine. so aweetly from limb to limb;
Very dear to the heartnf Onr lord
la he who plUea the lost like Him!"
"Amen!" I said to the beautiful myth:
"Sing, bird of God, in my heart aa well:
Each pml thought is a drop wherewith
To ouul and leasen the fires of helL
"Prayer of love like rain-drop fall.
Tears of pity are cooling dewi
And dear to tne heart of Our Lord are all
Who suffer like llim in the gnsl they do!"
TBK Ce.TIIXO CMET, 4
Xaturr, the able scientific publication of Lon
don, quiets the apprehensions of the public with
leganl to theAiiocryphal comet of the (leneva as
tronomer, after the manner following: "We have
reason to know," it says, "that many weak peo
ple have lieen alarmed, and many weaker people
made osi lively ill by an announcement that has
appeared in almost all the newspapers, to the ef
fect that Professor Pantamour, of Geneva, has dis
covered a comet of immense size which is to 'col
lide,' as our American friends wonld say, with onr
planet on the 12th of August next. We fear that
there is no foundation whatever for the rumor.
In the present state nf science, nothing could lie
more acceptable than the appearance of a gxxl
large comet, and the nearer it comes to us life
better, for the spectroscope has a long account to
settle with the whole genus," which up to this
present time has eluded our grasp. But it is not
too much to suppose that the laymen in these
matters might imagine that the discover' wonld
lie too dearly bought by the ruin nfour planet.
Doubtless, if such mill were possible, or, indeed,
probable but let ns discuss this point. Kepler,
who was wont to say that there are as many com
ets in the sky as fishes iu the ocean, has had his
opinion endorsed, iu later times by Arago,, who
has estimated the number of these bodies which
traverse the solar system at 1700,000. Hut what
follows from tbisf Surely that comets are very
harmless bodies, or we sbonld have suffered from
them long before this, even if we do not admit
that the earth is as old as geologists would make
it. But this is not all. It is well known that
somo among their number which have withal put
on a very portentous appearance, are merely the
celestial equivalent of onr terrestrial 'wind-bags;'
brought down to their proper level, they would
have shrunk into very small dimensions indeed.
Bnt there is more comfort still. Tho comet of
1770. tiositivelv irot so near to Juniter that it tmt
entangled among his moons, the diameter ofthe
smallest of which is only some two thousand
miles; but the moons pursued their courses as if
nothing had happened, while the comet was so
discomfited by the encounter that it returned by
another mad i. c, astronomically speaking, its
orbit was entirely changed. While, last of all, in
our correspondence this week, will lie found one
fact the innreiu farorof the idea that, in ltftil,
we actually did pasa through a comet. We have
a suggestion for those weak people who are still
alarmed by these celestial portents, and steadily
refuse to acquaint themselves with the most ele
mentary work on astronomy, which would con
vince them how groundless their fears are. Iu
India, during the last eclise, the priests reaped
magnificent harvests from the offerings of the
faithful. In England, possibly, it would lie con
sidered incorrect to make such offerings to the
priest; but let them still be made to the Royal
Astronomical Society. In this way the English
Philistiue would approach nearer the standard of
his less civilized brother; science would be bene
fitted, and doubtless the omen would be averted
at all events they always have been.
laeHaa Mala la Im.
The Dubuque Time says that at the base of
what is known aa Capitola Bluff, seven miles
from Lansing, there is an Indian idol manufac
tured out of the solid rock, which has stood there,
no one can tell how many centuries, lint hich
must Soon be removed to make room for the com
ing railroad. At a little distance the idol resem
bles a huge bear, revising upon its haunches.
The strange and uncouth object is held in the
greatest veneration by all Indians, and the vari
ous bands, as they pass up and down the river,
invariably ston and endeavor to propitiate the
idol with liberal presents of tobacco, strings of
gaudy colored beaiU, pieces of dry buffalo tongue,
etc. There it sits, at the base of the bluff, mute
and solemn, looking out with expressionless eyes
over the bosom ofthe mighty river, that mnr
mnrs at its feet, never mourning, never speaking,
like another sphynx. The ground whereon the
throne of the idol reposes is wanted for the mail
bed, and the silent expressionless god whose brow
has liern lathed in the morning sunshine of so
many centuries, must fall. Bnt a short distance
from thbi is a smaller idol, which had evidently
been placed on the side of I bo bluff, but by some
convulsion of nature was overturned centuries
ago and pitched into the river. During high wa
ter it is completely covered, but in low water the
bead and part of the body are distinctly visible.
Flutk-Platixo is in its decline, bnt is by no
means extinct, nor will it be fur many years to
come. It is an nnfortunate art, for it is easily ac
quired, at least toa certain degree oi skill, ami is
but seldom cultivated to real excellence. When
a man gets married be usually neglects his flute.
Once in a great while he take it out nf hi box,
bnt the holes are dusty, the keys stiff, the wheezy
notes rrive forth bnt an uncertain sound : so be
replaces it with a sight over the lost delights of
bachelor life, and it descends to hischildren along
with the antiquated daguerreotypes, the big Bi
ble, the old-fashioned "album of poetry," and1
otherobjreta which accumulate in every family,
and which are too valuable to destroy, and not
good enough to preserve. X. X. Eteninf Pott.
.Fnou a Pennaylvanian's will: "I do hereby or
der my executors to pot no new linen about my
dead body, bnt put my worst shirt on it, and my
worst drawers and stockings on my legs and feet,
and invite my neighbors to eome to my spouse,
who shall treat them in moderation with a barrel
of cider, and two gallons of rum or other spiritons
drink, aud a bushel of wheat flour baked into
cakes; and when, they are -ready to carry the
corpse, then in the house or yard, read the forgo
ing and following part ofthis testament loudly,
so that all may bear it,"
Trmik are looking glasses for the face, but
none for the mind. The defect must be supplied
there by a serious resection upon one's self.
When the external image escapes let the internal
retain and correct it.
BoUDkrre, "whose toot is Tirtae.'eaa bo
WHOLE NU3IBER, 771.
(Correspondence Cleveland Ilel-aM.)
A Paistfal laciaVat in OU nistarr.
-Twelve miles south of New Philadelphia, we
nud thepictiircsquelittle illage ofGnadcuhutten,
on the east liauk ofthe Tuscarawas river, a place
of nearly live hundred inhabitants, seeming in its
beauty and seclusion to be a haven of rest from
the world's cares; but uinetyye:irs ago the eighth
eenth day of this mouth, it was the sceue of tho
most horrible massacre on record, the iirincipal
details of which we give below. At the time of
this dreadful transaction, and for several years
previous, the Indians comwii,B r forming the
Onadeubutteii Moravian Mission Were subject to
suspicion (undeservedly, honewr) from both, the
American aud English, and at one time they were
persuaded under the mask, of friendship to leave
their settlement, but after enduring untold hard
ships and many lvers.-cutions, thev were exoner
ated from blame, and with thankful hearts. prais
ing Oojl, for they were. Christians, they formed
themselves into several divisions, numbering
alwut unc hundred and fifty meu, women and chil
dren, aud returned to tlu-ir forsaken fields tho
greater portion to fall victims to the treachery of
tiie pale faces. The actors iu this notorious mur
der consisted of atut one hundred men, com
manded by Colonel David Williamson, whose pur
pose was to destroy all the .Moravian Indians,
supposing them to have been accessory to tho kill
ing :trsome white families on the Ohio fiver, whoso
clothing hud been trad.-d to then, by their wild
brethren that had actually wnimittltlw blood y
deed. Innocent of nny wrong doing, these civil
ized red men were busy t their ,md av.arions,
n- band 1,7 h """"J b WiIIiV milital
ImhlboTL. ? ' '".' - . ."'"' they
company, to be derided by their vote Fihtv
n-rainst enrhtevn . .- . : " V '". f.igniy
1 them. At the Brit Si, nS "f T K7.nt
ere almost dlstractwl wV. . f" "n?.w." the
lidence in the (Jreat Brim. , 'vlV.V?.. ' . '.' "m T
tiifence in the (Sreat Be in; ti,r. "",'"'; v,
i....- i. ii:..i...,."r) ""devoutly served.
t all' that was" aJK'al.
were interchanged loving w. Jftf J
nint spoken, inlants claatM-d closer to the moth
rrWbreast, aud then, with tho coming of morning
gray haired men, brave womeu.nmllittlerbildren
were doomed to Im sacrificed. Two houses were
chosen, and two at a time they were led thither,
the men t h- and the women to tho other, and
as they entered they were knocked down aud
butchered. A Pennsylvania)! killed fonrtmi In
dian men with a cooper's mallet, and then handed
it to another, saying, "(Jo ou in the saino way; I
think I have done pretty well." One lmor woman
who had learned to speak English, ou her knees
Iwggeil the captain to spare their lives, but her
appeal for mercy was fruitless. Even the Isslies
.after they were dead were disfigured ,j- their in
human raptors. In this manner seventy-two were
killed, hut others were shot, tomahawked and
killed in various ways, until the number reached
niuety-six. Oue.afterliciiigiicalpedand mangled,
attempted to rise, but was soon dispatched by the
murderers. The same night of the massacre, the
two slaughterhouses, with all the other buildings
of the Guadenhiitteii settlement, were burned,
and the dead bodies being partially consumed, the
bones of gome remained upon the ground for twen
ty years, when they were buried by frieudh per
sons. The perpetrators ofthis fiendish art depart
ed by the light of the burning village, whose very
ground stands as evidence against Ibein to-dny, for
visitors at Onadenhutten never fail to visit the
ground whereon stood the Indian store-houses and
secure some of the charred com, the grains of
which are kept among the curiosities and relics of
many nf onr households.
But two boys, of fourteen or fifteen years of
age, made their cscao to tell the story. These
two fortunately met each other, aud together pro
ceeded to Sandusky. The noble martyrs of tho
Indian Moravian company consisted of "forty men,
twenty-two women and thirty-four children.
The site ofthe former Indian village of Cinaden
hntteu.of almnt six acres, has been purchased by
a society that was organized in 163, having for
its object the erection of a suitable monument, at
this spot, to peretuate the memory of the ninety
six Indian victims. The txart location of the
slaughterhouses can still Is-identified. This por
tion of the ground has bt-rii fenced ill and improv
ed and lieaiitificd in all rrsiiects. and all funds do
nated previous to this lime have Iteen judiciously
invested by the "(iiadenhutten Monument Socie
ty," and now amount to nlsiut nine hundred dol
lars. This sum lieing still inadequate for the
puqiosc iu view, aid is solicited from the public
f;enerally,and any contributions will Is- thanKfnl
y receiyed and acknowledged by the officers of
It has been suggested by some that the bodv of
David Zcislierger, the first successful Moravian
missionary to the Ohio Indians, and who is buried
at Goshen, be removed to Gnadenbntten, and his
name placed upon the monument when erected:
but to this the Sharon eope strongly object, and
lieyond a doubt his grave will remain where it
lion' is, marked by the littlo plain marble slab,
modest aud unpretentious as tin- man it commem
orates. Xinety years sincp. th-j village of finadriibnttrn
was swimming in Mood. Ninety rnrs since, the
murderous weapon of the white man was raised
ill warfare against his inoffensive red brethren.
Ninety years since, iiiiiely-eix true hearts ceased
to lr.it, aud ninety-six pure souls went to the
Omnipotent aud Just One, who had said from of
old to his suffering people, "Vengeance is mine;
I will repay."
A Wrslera .PaaBlIr'a deraiaa Vmwtmmr.
Peter Hazlrbakcr was one the Hessians sold to
service in America by his king to serve in putting
down the rebels of 1 C He was taken prisoner
in New Jersey by the American forces, and pre
ferred not to'bc exchangrd, but remained a good
and loyal citizen ofthe United States all his after
life, as many of the. Hessians did. He married in
Kew Jersey, and brought up a family of lire chil
dren John, Jacob, Abraham, and two daughters.
The sonsaettlediu Pennsylvania. John and Abra
ham afterwards came out to Ohio and settled in
Adams Connty, where Mr. Hall became well ac
quainted with the family. John afterwards re
moved to Iowa, where he died, leaving llireo
daughters Ruth, Jaur, and Margaret ho never
married. Two sons John and Andrew also ac
companied him to Iowa. A Oennan lawyer
came to America some years since and settled in
Illinois, who was born in the vicinity of old Peter
Hazlebaker's early Ume. He was aware that
there was a large estate Iielongiiig to the Hazlo
baker heirs, and. Hireling one of Jarob'a sous, he
maile Inquiry of him, anil informed him that a
large estate belonging to his grandfather Peter,
was waiting a claimant in tlrrmaiiy. It soon
came to be noised almnt among the heirs, and
Abraham, old Peter's son, lk measures to hnnt
the matter np.- They employed the services of a
lawyer in Pittsbnrg, I 'a, by the name of Moore,
who wrote to parties indicated by the German
lawyer, and was by them assured that there was
an estate waiting proof, and giving information
which led to the identification of Peter Hazlebaker
as the sole heir of his fat her. The property con
sisted of real aud personal rsiaie, aud lias been
accumulating for the sixty or seventy years since
Peter's father's death. Abraham induced his son
Joseph to hnnt up the necessary proof of the va
rious Hazlelakrrs, who were widely scattered.
He spent mnch time and money, but at'last was
able to submit to their lawyer. Moore, the requi
site proof. So Mr. Moore and a son of Jacob
Hazlrbakcr went to Germany, where they remain
ed upward of a year. They succeeded in securing
property, selling and turning into ready money,
to the amount of alsiut one million dollars, leav
ing half a million dollars' worth of-real estate;
which cannot now be sold to advantage, on ac
count of the late war, wiiieh has deranged the fi
nances of the country, and depreciated the value
of real estate. The first sum mentioned one
million dollars has not yet been received by our
government, bnt it Is expected that It will soon
arrive. The heirs are In Scioto and Adams Comi
ties, in this State, and there are other heirs in
PennsylyanU,aad.perhap other States besides
.V.-nf '" -
VorLjiTitrjnCby!afr honest man cannot live
by it; it is a little, sneaking art, which knaves
use to cajole, and soften fools withal.
A max may be first rate in virtue and true vs
ne aad yet be rery obeenxe to the, world.
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