The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1842-12-31
PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY II. WEBB.
BLOOMSBURY, COLUMBIA COUNTY, SATURDAY, DEC

seized Blake, as ne was following ana nelo
him back by main force. u 4
.Don's stop me- exclaimed he struggling
to getloose, and dragging the strong men
who held him across the room. lie. loose
your hold Dick Wells, let loose your grip
say exclaimed Se to one who held him
by the shoulders with strength nearly
equal to his own. 'Letme go or III strike
you 2 p Jleso9 2a' - f'aA''s'1 '''s'.
mo you won's Harry, replied the other.
But even ifyou dol'l not let you 60 on
FOOLS errand' So there's no use scuffling
in that way. o7i'A u i'nsats sg'HA =
Blake saw that nothing was to be gained
by struggle with so many, and so he said
.Let9me go, III promise not TO follow him.
But mark me- said he, ,as they relinquished
their hold, you have this night heard this
scoundrol defame ode Of tue poorest girls
,.ha. ever lived because he had grudge
against me, and knew that she was to be
my wifeg He shall pay for il if it cost me
my li(e.' etiadi
Come, come Harry; DON. be boy
said the old, man, who had before inter-
fered with Wickliffs, The man was half
drunk and quarrelsome, and saw that sou
couldn', stomach wha, he was saying and
so he said il. No one cares for him or his
words. We all know that Mary Lincoln
hasn'. her equal in these paris. lGod bless
her !! / only wish she was my own child.
|No. but what my poor little Kate is good
girl; and kind and affeclionate TOO. poor
little Kate is; bu. .yetshe's not Mary Lin
coin; bu, Kate is good girl though, very
good girl And the old man shook his
head reproschfully, as if there were small
voice whispering a his hear, that he should
not have placed his own poor little Kate
next with Mary Lincoln. 8 nAAl
II Harry Blake's fine face Frightened as he
looked at.he old mainland he took his hand
and shook it warmly. You're right Adams,
1 YOU'RE right. Mary needs no one to
speak up for her. Isee il. God bless you
all for your kind feelings towards her. And
now think Of it Adams, tell Kate that Ma.
nv may not be Mary Lincoln long, land may
soon want her to stand up with her,
| Il will do tina. Harry, will, said the old
farmer, rubbing his hands together 'and
righ, glad | am to hear of IL; but Harry
you'll not carry this quarrel furlher-prom-
ise mel can trust you'll know.'sog 'a'a o
4 Blake however laughed and shook his
;. head. q sI'll think of it, said he. Beware
of rash promises,' was what,[ learnt from
!, nv copy book. But now must 60. Five
miles are between me and my home As
he smoke he turned from them and left the
, room, and in shor. time was heard gallop'
ing down the road. ,sl5l 'oI '.'d
Harry Blake had no, been gone many
! minutes, wher one of the company sn'oid
man, dressed in a suit OF grey homespun,
: who had been sitting a, ,he Gre. an inactive
spectator Of the aliercation gotrp and turn
3 ing TO man who was leaning carelessly
against the opposite side oi the hre-Piac'
) said Come Walton let's follow Harry s
: !, example. Our paths are the same and wei
y 20 in 'company;and as you are the younges
y you can &c, the horses -'
The person thus addressed seemed 4
J ag,ee to the proposal, for after yawnin
,. and stretching himself he wen. out and i
q few minutes was heard calling from with
d out tina. the horses were ready.
a. The road which they puisued was ih
same already taken By Wickliffe and Blake
Or and as they had far TO go. ard It was LAT
III ,hey struck into brisk trot; soas to pass
a, dreary portion of it, which ran throug
,e waste and forest, before the night sci in.-
I'd Part of i, was sad and solitary enough
,e shrouded with tall trees, covered with lon
II weeping moss, trailing from the branche
k. to the earth, and resembling locks blanche
lie by age. Dense and tangled bushes VIII
ss giant dead trees, stretching on. their lea
ur less b. snctes over them. with here and ihel
II a solitary crow, pluming It's feathers Q