Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1841-1853, 1842-07-19
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CHAPTER Y

1t was near midnight of that important day
the busy throng winch the trial had collected
together were dispersed, and the moon, high in
heaven, was wading on her silent course, through
the clouds of II wintry sky, when Charles Rv-
ingtOn, startled from unquict sumbcr BY fan
cied noise at the door of his prison, and sitting
up in bed that he might more ntently listen
heard his own name whispered from the outer
side
Will you wake, Mr. Chares;' was softly
uttered IN the sweet accents OF our little Irish
acquaintance, Judy Was there iver the
like, continued she, and he sleeping at that
rate, when his friends opening the door for
him
BE quiet, Judy. responded masculine
voice, but modulaicd To its softcst tone and
stand more in the shadow The doctor II wake
fast enough as soon as ! git this bolt sawed out
but IT ye CIT that tavern-keepcr's dog a-barking
there : telling, but it may wake the lailcr
instead of the doctor.
And you're right, Jimmy dear, responded
Judy, there now leave 90 with your fingers
man; you can't pull 1t of that ere way Here,
TAX this bit OF stake for pry-and now that 5
your sort, continued She adding her strength
To his, and large end of the log, to which the
fastenings OF the door were appended, fell to the
ground Now, one more pull jimmy and
the days our own
They accordingly made another cxcrton of
united strength, when the prison door flying
open, Buckhorn and Judy stood before the
prisoner
There, Mister Charles, say nothing at all at
all about IT, but just take Jimmy's nag, that's
down IN the hollow, and git clare we'll Us We
can There : a steamboat Jimmy says, at 1t
Louis, going right down the river and here's
all the money that could git, but it enough
TO pay your passage and now, said the affcc-
Tomato gIr tears standing in her eyes as she
reached to her respected, and, she firmly be-
leyed, gulltless master all her hoardings
together with the sum which Buckhorn had been
accumulatIng, ever since he became a suffer for
her hand
lou kind and excellent girl, answered
RIvIngton, sensibly affected by the herosm and
attachment of his domestic, and YOU are Il noble
fellow, Buckhorn; but you forget that b. flying
| should only confirm those in the belief of my
guilt, who are wavering now: besides | could
hardly expect To escape; for my life beng for
feIted to the laws, proclamation would be i'm
medlately issued, and apprehension aud death,
then as now, would be my doom No. no, NV
good friends. you well, but cannot CON
sent 10 live, unless ! can live with unsulled
fame
All dear doctor, sobbed out poor Judy,
whose heart seemed almost broken what's the
use of speaking AVout it. If YOU STAY. you've
but few DAYS To live; aud If YOU tax your
chance now, who knows but the raal murderer
may be fount out, and then YOU might come
back, Mister Charles and all would 90 well
agin
That is powerful argument, Judy; but nv
trust Is IN Hin who beholds all our actions
returned our hero. and must confess that |
cannot divcst myself of the hope, that the truth
will vet be brought to light, before | die the
death of a felon
Doctor Rvington, said Buckhorn. gong M
10 HIM and taking him warml, by the hand, I've
been wavering all along about you3 but |
sartln now. The man that murdered Sllycrsieht
In cold blood wouldn't bc gong To stand shiily-
shally. and the laIl door wide open. always
was dub Gus about It, though the proof seemed
My nag Is down IN the hollow. with
saddle-bags on hun, and Judy filled EN- full of
your clothes you NAV take him, Doctor, If
We will; YOU may take the money IN welcome
but ! that come here To set YOU clear, advise
YOU to stay; and if don't find out somothn to
turn the tables before hanging day, il sha mt be
because don't try.
Our hero exchanged with the honest hunter
one OF those warm presSures of the hand, which
may be termed the language of the soul, and con
viewed To him. by the eloquent action more than
he could readily have found words to express
They were now alarmed by the report of two
rifles near them, fired IN quick succession, and
two persons issuing from the shadow OF neigh
boring horsc-shed al the same moment made dI-
rectly towards the door of the Jail, crying out
a loud voice .. the prisoner has broke OUT.
Our friends Judy aud Buckhorn, were enabled
To make good their retreat, as the object OF the
alarm seemed more To secure the prisoner, than
the arrest of his intended dclivercrs. 1t was
not many minutes before Il considerable num-
Der of the idle and curious were collected bv
this clamor around the insufficient place of con
hnemcnt, and ctfectual means were devised TO
prevent any danger OF farther attempt at res
cue.
The GUNNER of hope which had been lighted
up IN our heros heart by the last words OF Buck
horn, and the confident manner in which they
were uttered, gradually declined, as day after
day rolled by, and no trace could be discovered
oil the real perpetrator OF the crime. To add To
the anguish of his situation he learned that his
beloved Catharine was confined by a wasting
fever 10 her bed and that his mother though
she still bore up, and uttered not a murmnr
against the Almighty will. was fast sinking of
"A broken heart INTO the grave. The evening
previous to the fatal day which was To terminate
his earthly career, had at length arrived, bu,
brought no cheering promise with 1t, and the un-
happy young man, therefore. humbling himself
before the throne OF heaven, and bcseechInr
that mercy there, which he could no longer