The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1839-07-13

lOII' NCdTly lOurlc6n Gays uau pdSseu
since the protracted hope in the bosom of
the prisoner became more bitter than his
first despair. But even that hope, bitter as
it was, perished. The intercession of his
father had been uRsuccesslul-and second
time the bigoted, and would be despotc
monarch, signed the warrant for his death,
and within little more than another day
that warrant would reach his prison.
'The will of heaven be done,' groaned
the captive.
amen = returned Grizel, with wild ve-
hemence but my father shall not die =
Again the rider with the mail had reach
ed the moor of Tweedmouth, and a second
time he bore with him the doom of Coch-
rane. He spurred his horse to his utmost
speed, he looked cautiously before, behind,
and around him, and in his right hand he
carried pistol ready to defend himself.
The moon shed ghasty light across the
heath, rendering desolation visible and CIV
ing spiritual embodiment to every shrub.
He was turning the angle of struggling
copse, when his horse reared at the report
of pistol, the fire Of which seemed to
dash into its very eyes, At the same mo-
ment his own pistol flashed, and the horse
reared more violently, and he was driven
from the saddle. In moment, the foot of
the robber was upon his breast, who bend
ing over him, and brandishing short dag
ger in his hand, said-'Give me thine arms,
or die
The heart of the kings servant failed
within HIM, and without venturing to reply
, he did as he was commanded.
Now, go thy way cried the robber
sternly, 'but leave with me thy horse, ant
leave with me the mail-lest worse thing
come upon thee
, The man therefore arose, and proceeded
towards Berwick, trembling and the rob
Der mounting the horse which he left, rodt
rapididly across the heath.
Preparations were making for the execu
! ton of Sir John Cochrane, the officers o
the law waited only for the arrival Of tn
, the mail with his second death-warrant, t.
- lead him forth to the scafold, and the ii
Il, dings arrived that the mail had again bee
robbed. For yet fourteen days the lif
of the prisoner would be again prolonged
: He again fell on the neck of his daughte
! and wept, and said It's good; the heave
+ is in this =
Said I not replied the maiden, and fc
the first time she wept aloud that m
i father should not die
v The fourteen days were not yet past,whe
l. the prison door flew open, and the Earl {
# Dundonald rushed to the arms of his sol
- His intercession with the conGessor ha
r been at length successful; and after twiC
,r signing the warrant for the execution
is Sir John, which had as often failed in reacl
,r ing its destination, the king had sealed h
e. pardon. He had hurried with his fath'
from the prison to the house-his famiI
A were clinging around him shedding tea
of joy-and they were marvelling wi
II gratitude at the mysterious providence tn
,s had twice intercepted the mail and save
- his life, when a stranger craved an audienc
- Sir John desired him to be admitted; an
! the robber entered. He was habited as v
Il have before described, with the coarse jer
~ in; but his bearing was above hisconditio
n on entering, he touched his beaver, but r.
~ NAMED covered.
when you have perused these said
.. taking two papers from his bosom, ca
~ them in the fire.
v Sir John glanced on them, started ar
in became pale-they were his death wa
10 rants.
my deliverer,' exclaimed he 'how sha
IN | thank thee; how repay the saviour Of m
n life My father, my children, thank hi
d; for me !!