The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1847-09-07

yet terrified appearance of his listeners. that
he was describing or urging some act of vio-
lence. Again ] fed, but with less terror than
before, because there was no danger of his
being intercepted and instead OF the hills, !
sought the valley Of the stream. Long and
painful was my course at last | reached the
road, where | fell upon my knees and thank
ed Con for my deliveranee,
II was still some distance TO Teeples' and
when l heard the bell sound al the bridge, it
was past midnight. The old woman opened
the door. She was pale and trembled in ev-
| cry limb. Astonished at her emotion, | was
about tc inquire the cause, when behind her
| saw a face which solved the mystery, and
then l felt that Con had decreed my death
by the same hand which took the life OF
Flint. II was Teeples. He cam up, and
for IL moment looked steadily in my face,
He was seeking to discover from my coun-
tenance whether l recognized him. 1t was
a dreadful trial. He turned away without
speaking. His wife went 10 the window, in
| which a pain was broken, and saying that
she heard a noise, held up the light. which
the wind Instantly exIinguished, and left US
in darkness.
Light the candle, 'woman!' growled
Teepies.
AS she past by me into the adjoining
apartment, she slipped into MY hand a key,
which l Immediately concealed about my
person. When | entered the s~leeping-room
and saw the bed in which the man had slept
last night, who now lay dead in the creek, a
feeling of suffocation almost overpowered
me. Aroused by the danger l was in, l ex-
amined the room. The lock of the door
through which / entered was broken, l tried
the key In a door neal the head OF my bed.
1t fitted, and l stepped into a small room, al
one end OF which was q window, and beneath
It a shed sloping nearly nearly to the bank
at the side of the house. 1 was o~verioyed
TO find here my gun, which l suppose Teep-
les of course had removed, i spread the
blankets on the floor, SO that my steps should
not be heard. and removing the bed into the
| small room, locked and bolted it, Then j
lay down in my clothes, thinking il better 10
wait a little before l commenced my es-
| cape.
1t was not long before a tremendous blow
| dashed in a panel of the door, and the dark
outlines OF the villain appeared at the OPEN
ing. The time for flight had come. AS
| the ruffian with awful imprecaiions strove
to dash open the solid door, l seized my rifle
and was abou: 10 fire, but, feared that |
| should miss him in the darkness, and loose
the precious time, Throwing open the win
dow, there, | sprang out upon the shed and
plunged into the creek. Scarcely had my
loot touched the opposite bank. when a shot
| struck the earth within a few feet Of me and
as l fled along the road, with a speed which
,he dread Of death alone could confer, the
air resounded with The most dreadful shrieks
in which | recognized the voice of the old
woman, whose compassion had preserved my
life.
1t was broad day when l reached a settle
menr, abou; ten miles from the assassin
abode; and before noon | returned with q
dozen well armed men, determined to bring
the murderer TO justice. But we were Toe
late. We found nothing save the blacxened
chimney and smouldering ruins of'Teeples
Cdstle,' The poor surveyor was buried OF
the banks oil the creek, where he had beer
robbed and murdered and / do not know
to this day the fate Of his destroyer. as
left the country Immediately after the occur
renee.
And now that the story il told, my good
friend, am afraid you have been wearied,
An old man, you know, as l am, has nc
mercy upon q good listener like yourself
But come, there's the di~nner-bell. THANH
Con, we are in old England. and not on the
banks Of the bloody Pine!