The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1845-11-14

l--"Glve HIM another dozen, and lay
them on hard will try if that will
not make him pipe" roared the va
liant Captain. The dozen was in
hicted mid the muttered exclama-
tons of the soldiers. "Why don't
you cry out you ID fool?" but
it was useless, Terry would not
cry. "He faints, sir" said the Ser
geant, who would relish his break
fast just then, more than witnessing
the utter destruction of Terry's dor
sal muscles. "Shall we let him
rest ?" "Ha, ha, knew | would
make the popish dog strike his CO.
lors /; cut him loose, and tell him
when he wants another pass to call
on me-" .....
The indignation of Mary O'Rca-
dy, on seeing the outrage committed
on her husband, was too deep to find
Inference in words. With com
pressed lip and blanched cheeks she
turned her beautiful and fearful ha-
zle eyes to heaven, as if imploring
speedy vengeance on the head of the
base coward, who had thus mangled
her dear Terry, for Mary loved him
well. She spoke little while using
soothing appliances to his larcera-
ted back, except those gentle words
of coincidence, and which in his own
Molly's sweet tones were ever
greatful to Terry's ears. But when
after rendering him as comfortable
as she could, she expressed a reso-
luton of going directly into Broud-
ford, Terry strongly demonstrated
against the folly of such an act.
"What are you afraid OFF," said
Mary, "surely, bad as the villains
are, they would not fog a woman"
"They would fog the mother of glo-
ry," exclaimed Terry, "ifthcy could
catch her out of heaven, and sure it
+ was because | mentioned her name
that the black hangman Whitaker
logged me in this way-the Lords
blessing be on you, Mary, honey,
and do not venture among the de-
; Wis"
"Terry, you know | have never
done anything against your will, but
let me have my own way this time
and ! promise you, you will not be
sorry"
That mutual forbearance which
spring from real affection was prac-
tised to perfection between Terry
and his wife,s there was no further
opposition to her wish, nor did her
husband who knew good sense and
prudence, question her about this
, sudden resolve. There is a cave
near the village of Broudiord of a
peculiar formation. The mouth is
about six feet square, and the depth
of the chasm below the entrance oil
the cave is twelve feet. Mary o.
Ready direct her steps to Donald
Rhu's cave, as it was called, and
! having suspended her mantle on the
; bow of tree, she applied herself
industrously to looping off branch.
es from a hawthorn bush which was
near, and pushed them into TIE pit
through the ledge, mid brambles
which nearly concealed its mouth
When the work was done to her sa-
tisfaction, she adjusted her dress.
and could be soon after seen enter
ing the officers quarters in Broud-
: ford. 1t was well known that, al
y though Captain Whitaker had pc
culiar battered to male papists, he or
y the other hand expressed the great
est fondness Of female ones. Mary
O'Ready was truly beautiful wo.
Il man, of full feminine height and per.
{ feet symmetry. Her face could BIT
a model for a painting of her name.
y sake, the 'holy Virgin herself,
save in the lustrous eyes which nov
, fixed on the bcsotted face of Whit
aker, were lit with an expression o
:, contempt mingled with what nigh
!. seem levity. Indeed few coul'
: look upon the Captain with respect
:. u, He was past the meridian of life
y extremely corpulent, low in stature
pig-eyed and with a face like
~ baboon.
D. 81 called on your honor" sal
% Mary, "to know if you might wan
shirts made or washing done, and
= you would have the kindness to EN-
:, ploy me, | will try to please you"
,e ~, "By Mars, the god of battles, IN
!" dear girl, ! shall not only grant yo
=, whatever you wish, but shall insta
80 you queen of my heart, and find cor
- ser hands to perform those menit
)" tasks eh, my duck, what say yo
to this"
- "lndeed, sir, you are welcome
&c your jokes" said Mary, with dc
mure smile. ....
81 "Not bit of joke in the matter
20 never was more serious in my life.
4 ss\Nnn civ | con h,yo tho ,,nrl.