Maumee express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1837-1838, 1837-09-09

In reflect the prophecy of the player
appeared magical for anon tn. luck
changed Russels high pile of gold dwin-
died away; each successive throw Of
the dice contributed materially to de-
crease it, while that Of Hawkes. speedi-
ly became the largest on the board.
Russell" whispered Melvil,-leave
this dangerous pastime--the luck, you
see, has changed"
"And will change again" replied Rus
sell; "Iknow my adversary well-good
fortune rarely abides with him."
81 am glad to hear that you know
him." said Melvil gravely, for really |
had suspected some foul play. Pray
who is he Z"
"He is a man Of good family, and one
Of large property, all Of which he has dis
sipated at play. He married Blanche
Vane; she, with whom it was said by
the village gossips, you once had an
qfaire de ceur in early life."
II don't recollect her." said Melvil.
"Not recollect her |" exclaimed Rus
sci, eagerly, "not recollect herr Why,
Melvil, l could almost feel tempted to
say the lack of memory was intentional
mot remember Blanche Vane?-she
whom we used to call the Beautiful
Blanche 2"
Melvil colored slightly. A crowd of
recolections pressed to his heart-but
they passed away with the moment in
which they were engendered; there was
a little romance in his bosom. IL do re-
member that cognomen," he answered
coldly, as he turned away from the table.
Half an hour elapsed ere Melvil again
approached. The gamblers face was
flushed with success, and that Of Russell
was pale & disturbed. He had lost very
considerable.
"One more throw for double stakes"
cried he, "and | have DONE"
agreed" replied Hawkes..
Melvil with some difficulty made his
way to the opposite end of the table, sta
toned himself near Hawkes., and watch
ed with eagle eye his every notion
They threw, and Russell lost. The scar
let blood mantled vividly on Melvips
brow, he suddenly bent forward, and
violently seized the wrist of Hawkes..
"Contemptible scoundrel! you have
dice in your sleeve r
Universal confusion followed, and
groups of people flocked to the table -
while Hawkes. prudently shook off the
grasp of Melvil, and barred his arm,-
calmly saying
Prove your charge, sir.,'
This was impossible and although
perfectly satisfied himself Of the truth of
his allegation, Melvil was obliged to ac-
knowledge he had no means Of substan-
tiating it. Hawkes. demanded his card,
it was given.
"You are wrong" whispered Russel,
"you had better apologize; he is capi-
tai shot," -
al was not wrong, and will not apo
logize." answered MelviI, quickly.
Ere the latter had left the room-a
meeting had been arranged for the fol-
lowing morning, by Russell and some
friends of Hawkes..
"The soothsayer was right" muttered
Melvil, :" | ought not to have entered a
gambling ROOM"
Five persons met on damp, misty,
gloomy-looking morning, in Batter-sea-
felds--they were the duelists, their
friends and a surgeon. Melvil was cool
and collected.
I" Russell, if fall, promise me to give
up forever your fearful pursuit"
"May Heaven avert such a calamity
as you being wounded even."
Will you promise what have ask
ed?"
II will do more-I will swear p
Russell.
The ground was soon measured, the
combatants took their place; the signal
was given and, as previously arranged,
both fired together. Melvil remained
unhurt-the gambler fell.
"God:" CALCULATED Melvil, "I have
destroyed him."
They rushed to the fallen man, and
while his second raised and supported
his head upon his knee, and the surgeon
examined the wound-it was in the left
side.
"Speak-speak r exclaimed Melvil,
am a murderer 7"
ely! fly with your best speed
gentlemen" l." said the surgeon, the wound
IS mortal-he cannot live many minutes.
As the poisoned arrow Of the Indian
warrior testers in the wound of his ene-