Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1835-07-09

now, the whole oil this faction will be up
here in minute, and yoa'll be killed like
a dog on the flure; out wild you. and he
down 10 The guard house. while the coast
is clear
I'd best, may be- cried Evans. sand
l'll send the doctor on the quicker-but
mind, widow. If the boy ever spakes, he'll
say iairer fight was never fought--gct
that out OF him. for the love Of heaven.
Mrs. Donovan
lie has'nta word in him, fear.' cried
the widow as, as Johnny lef, the door, aud
with the readiness OF her sex. assisted by
one o. two elderly gossips. who were, b.
the time called in, she baihed the wound ia
spirits, & used every device which experi.
ence in cracked skulls, acquired during the
lifetime OF Willy Donovan, her departed
lord. suggested to her. Meantime, Evans.
while making his way through the village,
had been met and recognized by tho half
frantic sister Of Dolsn. and her infatuated
friends, who bad been all. for some time,
puzzled a, the absence of him, who was
proyerbial as
Best foot on tho fiurc,
First stick in the fight
There's the murderer OF Mat Dolan,
boys,' cried the woman, as some ten or
twelve yards off, she recognized Johnny.
who was conspicuous enough, wearing h.s
shirt like berald's tabbar. as in his haste
he had drawn il on al He'll Kettle. With
yell that might scared the devil, thirty
athletic fellows sprang forward at full speed
alter Evans. who wisely never stared TO
demonstrate, but made one pair OF heels
serve. where the hands OF Briareus. had
he possessed as many, would not have SER
we'd him, lie arrived at Mrs. Donovan,s
door, before his pursuers; he raised the
latch, but 4 gave no way. the bar was
drawn within. and had his strength been
equal to II. further flight was become i'm.
practicable; turning with his back to tho
door, there stood Johnny like lion Mt bay
uticring no word. aimee he well knew
words would not prevail against the fury
OF his foes. Forward with wild cries ana
loud imprecatlons, rushed tho foremost or
the puisuers, and Evans life was NOT
worth one moments purchase; dozen
sticks already c'altered like hail upon bs
guard, and on the wall over his head.
when The door suddenly opening inwards,
back tumh!ed Johnny. aud into the space
thus left vacant, stepped gaunt figure.
naked TO the valet, pale and marked with
stream Of blood yet flowing from The tenn.
pie. Wild with cries, the mob pressed
back.
It's ghost! it's Dolan's ghost = shout.
ed twenty voices, above all which was
that ithe presumed spirit, crying in good
Irish, That's lie, boys, it's Mat Dolan
himself! able and willing 10 made a ghost
OF the first man that lifts hand aksinst
Johnny Evans, who bate me at He'll ket.
lie. like a man aud brought me here after.
wards on bic back. like brother,
Was Il true fight. Mat p demanded
one or two Of the foremost, recovering
confidence enoughto approach Dolan, who
faint from the exertion he had made, was
now resting on bis hand against the door
post.
pause. and the silence OF death follw.
ed. The brows Of the men began to dar-
ken, as they drew close to Dolan. Evans
saw that bis lie depended on the reply OF
his antagonist, who already seemed lapsed
into insensibiliiy.
Answer, Mat Dolan = he cried, impres.
siyeIy. for the love OF heaven. answer
me--was II true fight
The voice appeared 10 arouse the faint.
ihN nltIistlI III the u0Or.
way, and stretched bis right hand towards
Evans. exclaining-.
True as the cross, by the blessed vir-
gin y and as he spoke, he fell back into
the arms Of his friends.
Evans was now safe. Half dozen Of
the soberest OF the panty, escorted him
down TO the public station. where they
knew he would be secure and Dolan's
friends, bearing him with them on a car.
departed, without an attempt al riot or re-
taliaiIon,
This chance took place sixteen years
ago; but since that day. there never was
a fir at Dunlavin, that The OrsBgemen
Evans was not The guest or Dolan nor is
there a fair night at Donnard, that Mat
Dolan does no, pass under the humble
roof of Johnny Evans. give the tale az
il occurred, having always looked upon it
as an event crediiable 20 the parties, both
OF whom are alive aud well. or were year
ago; for il is little more since Evans now
nigh sixty years old. walked me off nv
legs on a days Prousing over Church
Mountain. and through Grams hole, car
carrying my kit into the bargain. Alden.
II will be long day, ere ! forget the pool
Of Hell Kettle or the angel in whose
company FIRST stood by its bnbbling brim.
Canal Beat Burnt On Friday night
last. the Canal Boat Toulon. Captain La