The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1840-07-25

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was man murdered outright"
The man stepped to the window and
unused anxiously. Baker," observed he,
at last" have been told that you are hon
est, and am pay-master in the army, and
with me | have several thousand dollars
70 go through the forest you speak of, as
am now, were an act of consummate folly.
Can you rig me with poor horse, and
counlryman's dress, with q wig and Qua,
ker hat -
Yes, Major, have the very things. If
you'll come this way, I'll show you"
In few minutes Maj. Burton returned,
having undergone complete metamorpho-
sis. A pair Of homespun breeches, drab
coat, and broad brimmed beaver, had super
ceded his military equipage, every trace of
which had disappeared, and his soldier-like
bearing had given place to the demure and
quiet department of the honest Quaker
Albeit, his bold eye flashed occasionally
from under the broad brim of his upper in.
tegument, and sadly belied the sad suffer-
ing disposition which it became him to as
sumo. The money was carefully deposited
ii pair Of saddle bags, which were thrown
across the saddle, and Maj. Burton noun
led.
Good morning, Baker," said Burton,
:" take good care Of my beast"
:" / will" shouted the worthy landlord
" and luck be with you"
The Major rode on in silence, and thus
communed with himself: This is indeet
virtne Of necessity, 10 be compelled tc
ride this sorry jade. 1t was Iransforma
ton with vengeance, and no one woulc
then have recognized any but Ghe homes
| Quaker.
He had proceeded into the forest about I;
mile, and was turning short angle in the
read, " hen he was commanded, in stem
torian voice, to " stand J" But two mer
were near him, and these two were as vii
ainOus looking beings as one would wisl
10 look upen. Squald wreIchedness wal
depicted upon every feature, and in voice
rendered hollow by misery, they demanded
his money.
"Alas my friends" said our worthy
! Quaker, 81 have but Little, which | vii
besow upon thee if thou demand it. But
friend" ito the one who had his hand upoI
the bridle) "release my beast, and fear no
that shall attempt TO escape thee. Why
dost thou pursue this course, running boli
body and that immortal part which dieii
not would that We ceave upon somt
honest callng-and if ye will imbrue thy
hands in the blood of thy fellow man, joiI
The forces of your country, and"
Lock here ~ shouted one Of them
you internal hypocrite stop your lingo
give US your money, and curse your preach
ing"
The Quaker fumbled first in one pocket
and then the other, and producing some
change, he handed it out TO them in silence
They eyed the patry sum with looks ii
: which shame and wrath struggled for mas
terry.
Three fps and four coppers begone!,'
and beslowing two or three kicks upon th'
old horse which merely started him into
galIop, they dashed through the "tangle'
waste of underwood" and were soon be
= yond the ken of the honest Quaker, ala
Mai. Burton, of the Continental army
= He sobered his animal into patient lrot
more becoming his garb, and whislling a
: he went for want of thought" he soon en-
. tered the city in safety, and with his com
rades in arms had many hearty laugh oil
= his adventure with the C0,U- Boys.
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