Maumee City express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1838-184?, 1839-11-23

ced to the front of the gallery before the of.
ficer's apartment, and exclaimed in an an
cry tone
"Where the hell are you going to, sirl
How dare you leave your prisoner without
orders?"
+" l thought. Colonel, that my dnty had
been ended when l delivered my prisoner to
the guard"
"Did you, by cd, slr?-Remain where
you are, and I'll soon convince you of the
contrary"
He then returned into the house for mo-
ment, and re-appeared, followed by the 9TH
er officers, and by Jack, who walked down
the steps towards me, while the Colonel
and his friends remained leaning over the
gallery.
"Now, Sergeant" continued Colonel
-" "place your prisoner on his knees,
with his face towards yon."
Jack knelt down-not muscle of his
countenance quivered-he was entirely ma
ked, and was a remarkably muscular and
well made man. He looked like fine
bronze statue. Both he and knew per-
fectly well that his life was forfeited, and
that he was about to die; but neither Of US
were prepared for what followed.
"Fall back ten paces," roared Colonel
i obeyed.
''Noo shoot your prisoner through The
heart"
was horror-stricken Well aware that
poor Jacks hours were numbered, had ne
yer contemplated the possibility of being
compelled myself to be his executioner i'll
cold blood. l knew, moreover, that Colo
mel - had no right to make me carry the
sentence of the drum head court-martial
into effect. was civilian, volunteer,
and non-commissioned officer; and. from
the various services which my local knowl.
edge had enabled me to render him, / had
no reason to expect such brutal treatment
at his hands.
As soon as could recover from my as
tonshment and horror, advanced towards
the gallery in order to demonstrate with the
Colonel. He turned away from me, and
called to the officer of the guard to send two
men forward. The men stepped out, and,
at his command, cooked their pieces, and
leveled them ut me. Colonel - then
said to them:
81 am going to give my orders to that
damned mutineer. If he does not obey them
instantly shoot him. Now, Sergeant-make
ready-present-fire!'
Jack sprang 10 his feet, and fell dead on
his face. My bullet pierced his brain.
Colonel -, tossed the purse containing
the reward offered for Jacks apprehension
on the ground, close by his dead body, and
walked coolly into the. house, observing that
until the Volunteers and Bucks formed some
idea of military discipline from experience,
they would give more trouble than assist
ance to the regulars.
He lived to see the day when he gladly
would have exchanged his whole regiment
for a score of our good rifles; yet he lived
not long-for three days after the tragedy
which have here related, he attempted,
against the advice of the colonists. to pur-
sue body of negroes into the bush, with
the whole force at Maha.l. unaccompanied
either by Volunteers or Indians. His men,
encountered by their heavy clothing andac-
coutrements, exhausted by the heat, and
bewildered by the tremendous torrents of
rain which flooded the savannahs, fell an
easy prey to their naked enemies. Not
more than dozen escaped to tell the tale
Of their defeat. Colonel K received a
musket shot which broke his thigh. He
fell alive into the hands of his enemies.
They had been Captain Jacks comrades and
friends, and horribly they avenged his
death.