Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-04-09

sOned twigs Johnny had Drought with him. those
homes; fellows again stood front TO front, and al.
though Evans had much of the elasticity of carri-
age, which had ever been his characteristic when
the alpeen was in his hand, aud the shamrock un,
der his foot, in times past; although his left eye
was closed, aud the whole Of that side of his phy-
slognomy swollen and ds6gured the mauling he
had received at the hands of Dolan, who opposed
him, to all appearance, fresh as at first. yet was
his confidence 10 himself mistaken, aud in the
twinkle of his right eye close observer nigh,
have read sure anticipation ofthe victory con-
lest of minutes gave TO him; for il was that time
before Johnny struck goodwill blow, and when
il took effect, second was uncalled for. The
point of The stick had caught Dolan fairly on the
right temple; and laying upon the whole Of the
face down TO the chin as if done by sabre
stroke, felled him senseess.
After some attempts at recalling his antagonist
10 perception by the brook side without success.
Evans began to feel little alarmed for his life,
and hosting him on his back, retraced his steps to
the village, without ever halting by The way, and
bore his insensible burhen into the first house he
came to. where as the devil would have it, sister
of Dolau's was sitting. having gosier with the
owner, one widow Donovan, over a rakn spot
o. tay."
'GOu save all mere, Sdu JOnnut, CTOSSlhS Tue
floor without ceremoney. and deposIt;ng Mat
the widows bed .Wid'y, by your lave, lei Mat
Donlan lie quiet here bit, till run down town
for the DOCTOR
.Doan = eamed the sister and the widow,
in breath, Mat, is it Mat Dolan that's living
corpse here. and his own sister, not to know he
was in trouOeT
Loud and long were the la mentalions that fol-
l., IN, oil, he sheC
fIantcalIy out to the middle of the road, scream
ing and calling on the friends of Dolan, to revenge
his murder on Evans and the orangemen, that
had decoyed and slain him. The words passed
from lip to lip, soon reaching down to the heart of
the fair, where most of the parties wero abou. this
time coIned for any thing.
johnny Evans cried the widow Donovan, as
he made in few words the story known to her,
true or not, this is no place for you now; the
whole Of his faction will be up here in a minute.
aud you'll be killed like dog OH the flure; out
wild YOU, and own 10 The guard house while the
COASTS clear
I'D best. may be- cried Evans; 'and I'll send
the doctor on the quicker-but mind, widow, if
that boy ever spakes, he'll say farer fight was
never fougnt--get that out OF him, for The love O
heaven, Mrs. Donovan
He hasn't word in him, fear cried he wild
ow. as Johnny left the door, and with The read-
ness of her sex, assisted by or two elderly gos-
SIPS who were by this time called in, she bathed
the wound IN spirits and used every device WHICH
much experience in cracked Gro wns acquired du-
ring The lifetime of Willy Donovan, her departed
lord, suggested to her.
Meantime, Evans, while making his way down
through the village, had been met and re cognIzed
by the half frantic sister of Doan, and her infura
ted friends, who had been all for sometime puzzled
at the absence of him who was proverbia as
Best foot on the fure
First stick in the fight
There's the murderer of Mat Dolan, boys
cried the woman, as some ten or twelve yards
off she recognized Johnny, who was conspicuous
enough, wearing his shirt like herads tabard,
as in his haste he had drawn it on at Hell-ketIle.
With yell that might have scared demon, thirty
athletic fellows sprang forward at full speed after
Evans who wisely never stayed TO demonstrate
but made one pair of heels serve, where the hands
uf Briareus, had he possessed them would not have
ayaed him. He arrived at Mrs. Donovan's door
before his pursuers he raised the latch, but gave
no way, the bar was drawn WITHIN, and had his
strength been equal to it. further flight was become
impracllable; turning his back to the door, there
stood Johnny like a non at bay, utIerng no word.
| since he well knew words would not prevail "a
gainst the fury of his foes. Forward with wild
cries and loud imprecations, rushed the foremost
of the pursuers and Evans life was not wor h one
moments purchase; dozen sticks alreaqy clat-
tered like hail upon his guard, and on the wall
over his head, when the door suddenly opened 10.
wards, back tumbied Johnny. aud into The space
he thus left vacant, STEPPED gauut figure, naked to
the waist, pale and marked with stream of blood
yet flo wirg from the temple. With wild cries, the
mob pressed back.
IT'S ghost IFS Dolan's ghost !" shouted TWEEN
ty voices, above all of which was heard that o.
The presumed spirit, crying in good Irish, That's
he, boys, it's Mat Dolan himself able and willing
to make ghost of the first man that lifts hane
against Johnny Evans, who bate me at Hell-ketile
like man, and brought me here after, on bis
back, like brother" 70 90
WAS it true fight, Matt" demanded one or two
of the foremost, recovering confidence enough &c
approach Dolan, who, faint from the exertion he
had made. was now resting his head against the
door post.
A pause, aud The silence Of death followed
The brows Of The man began to darken, they drew
close TO Doan. Evans saw his life depened on the