The Democratic Whig. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 1842-1843, 1843-07-12

he procedure into effect. Twas thrs wafer
ing and irresolute. when my feelings were fairlj
aroused By my attention being diverted
10 a circumstances Of more immediate import,
This was some object that could not be de-
fined IN the obscurity Of the forest, but which
was evidently moving IN parallel line with
myself. The sight was more than sufficient
10 put me on my guard To loosen lthe
holsters and abstract the pistols was but
the work Of a moment. These | concealed
under my cloak ia such a manner as % be rsa-
dy Tor instantaneous use, and then calmly
awaited the result. 10 order however, 70
discover Il my suspicious were well grounded
Ispurred my horse 10 sharp canter, and re.
marked thar my example was Immediately 90.
lowed by the object IN the forest. In this
manneri progressed few miles, when At an
opening in the bush, which would not admit Of
furtilea ooaeaalmCnt, thn figure came ralluping
10 the path,and,as fally expectedtho s0I.D1s.
ANT Mr.. Holder rode up alongside Of me.
aWen, Mr.. Stand6eld," said he, 80 see
that you are upon your journey; and a wet
day you have Of ittOo."
1am 50, Mr.. Holder" returned looking in-
tently at his e0untenanoe, sand I ind the
road sufficiently difficult without riding four
miles in the bush, among ALLEN timber"
"Oh," said the bushranger Cor so | must
j term him), as a frown overspread his eoun-
| tenance, Il lost my way and"
IL UAnd that accounts ioTy your riding 90 many
miles along side Of me, interrupted l;
II suppose every one may please himself
answered the robber.
! HOf course they may, and II is thetefore ny
pleasure TO ride alone"
sBut suppose I think proper 10 ride witt
you few miles, he ironically
Il do not choose 10 keep company with I
murderer" was the cool reply,
sHa a murderer land pray, youngster
surlly observed the william, throwing off all re-
serve, aEIOw do you know that am a murder
era
sDo yon imagine marked not the demon,
lac scowl that followed the aged harml ssmai
whom you murdered last night Had yoJ
no feelings Of mercy on his silyery hairs or BIZ
utter helplessness : Cowardly assassin
continued I, in an excited voice, syou weri
tie murderer too Of that unoffending boy
William Clemintine, know you well, now
and ere we part you shall render 10 me
dearbought account your actions"
| "And who am I, thenl" growled the brush
ranger as be vainly assay ed to laugh scornlul
ly at mythreals, while his bosom was iniatet
with rage.
sDonohue--that demon whose career i
sodden with blood !"
cts false !" Voclierated the assassin
aialse as he'll Yes murdered that Oh
fool forimprecatiLg curses on my head an
hated him because he was lhed. murder
cd, too, that sickly boy called Clemsntine. II
gave evidence againt me in Cortland throug
! nm my1esh was multlated BY lashes--aJ
by lashes roma base-bom menal who woui
, once have oringcd at my feet for support
. Twas tleli, ewtto--dsepiy bitterly sWore-
J that I woula have full lasting revenge againi
: al who are free. And J have had tel hav
enjoyed it-and. viii still enjoy it.-Donohue!
continued tho william, as a sarcastic smile sci
D tied on bis flushed brow, do you thinh that b
would have trihed away his time with tha
5 boy Clementine, m taking paltry gifts preser
/ ted by weak mothers D0uohue do 70
think youngster, that there are not hearts a
{ bold and arms as prompt as his Donohue
: When the bright flash CLEANS, IT'S then b
: speaks-but my revenge is equally sure"
"fou may be Donohue, or you may not be,
! answered ], butt swear by heaven that spar
you not -
aSpare l-ha ba 'spars I" I could an
, would have spared you, because you are
s stranger and will shortly leave this aecurse
e land but now" be sternly added, "your doo
p is fixed. Ten minutes is the utiermost spa
! Of your existence"
As the murderer repeated these words, }
pulled fom his pocket a watch, and murmur
+ ed few WORDS returned il TO its receptacle
= Il have already wasted too much tim
You viii now please to follow me-" observe
4 the bushranger with mock polIteness.
shall require your company for little time
a do not intend 10 remove one step out
y this path, / coolly reioned."
Z Then ] must have recourse 20 somethin
, that viii make YOU" was the reply. And Il
bushranger leant forward to extrieate his phi
8 tolls from their fastening.
"Stop 2" vociierated |, in a voice that mao
Z the william start--astop! ere you have the COT
, tents Of this pistol through your head :"
"Young gentlemen should not leave pisto
about their rooms" was the ironieal answer
q "people are apt to NEEDLE with them, and 81
what they contain : Now, Mr.. Stanheld, W
o you come with me before FIRE ?"
3 replied not--the pistol was raised-th
Il fatal pressure applied to its trigger the still
ness Of the forest was bFoken--there was
: loud piercing shrek land the bushranger ro
! ed iieleas corpse on the path