The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 184?-1851, 1845-05-21

support but the hold be kept upon the left arm OF
his antagonist. All hope for the refugee was
over, but he determined that his foe should per
ish with him. Moments passed away, at every
one of which the bank gave way more and more.
The utmost efforts of the victor 10 shake off the
dying man were in vain, and he felt that his last
hour was come. lie heard no more, even the
shouts of his friends; aud with sickening sem
sation, he felt they had either lost their way or
deserted him. Could they only have come up,
he might have been saved. He felt the twig be-
gin 10 yield-he had already slipped half off the
bank-and the struggles of the dying man were
becoming more desperate every moment. He
gazed at the gulf below. Broken limbs of trees,
aid uprooted pines lay promiscuously together,
50 that to fall in the abyss would be certain de-
sructlon. The countenance of the outlaw al
ready wore demoniacal smile in contemplation
| of the ruin 10 which he was dragging the young
man. And that bridegroom--was there hope
for him? Alas! all was gone. lie gave one
thought of his bride-one look toward heaven
-one prayer to his God, and then shut his eyes
against the awful catastrophe he felt had come.
Suddenly, however, sharp report, as of rifle,
rung wildly in his ears, and at the same Instant
he felt the hold of the outlaw relax from his arm.
He opened his eyes only 10 behold the dying
Iman shooting Ike an arrow down the abvss--
only to see his manged body lying shattered on
the trunks of the trees below. In moment he
was drawn away from the bank, and clasped in
the arms of his companions, who, coming up at
the last moment, had, by shooting The outlaw, in
the heart, rescued their friend from horrid
death
TWAS glad night, that one, at the little farm
house, after the return of the hardy Adventures
from their expedition Mary was by this time
completely recovered, and happier evening
} never was spent by two fond young hearts than
} Iby the young bridegroom and his bride.
The refugees were from that time extirpated
in the vicinity. But their memory yet survives,
andthough the incidents of this tale, depending
hitherto on tradition for preservation, are known
to few, yet there are still living, or were some
years ago, one or two tottering patrarchs, whose
!, eyes would kindle, and whose breath would come
quick as they told the outlaws fate
The spot where the tlsness of the refugees
} was located, is deep in one Of those tangled
swamps, which the skirt of the shores of M
river, are almost impervious TO the sunshine, and
impenetrable 10 the foot ofman. 1t is many a
long day since the writer oflhis little sketch pen
etrated 10 1t under the guidance OF al old woods
man; and he will never forget the refreshing
draught he took at the little spring of cedar wa
} ter, hard by the site of the tenement. The rude
, cabin which the outlaws had constructed, had for
years lain rotting on the earth; the wild deer had
trotled paily over the spot where it once stood ;
young saplings, and then rugged trees had sprung
up within the circuit of its falling walls, and on
5 ly few decaycd timbers crumblng with age,
! and covered with moss, betokened the position of
J the dreaded habitation.
The hill on which the final encounter of the
combatants took place, is, TO this day, shown OF
far from little creek, emptying into the M
river, some miles from Chichester. Ii is still
r bold, rugged, broken precipice, though within
the last forty years it has fallen considerably
away, through the action Of the SHOWS and rain.
The little ravine into which the outlaw fell, is
) now half filled up with slides from the preciplce
above. Tradition, however, still preserves the
exact spot where the last conflict occurred; and
well do we remember the eageness with which,
in our boyish days, VIC listened as wo stood on
the very brow Of the bill, TO an old veterans
thrilling account of the outlaws dcath.stuggle.