The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1847-06-19
wooDsFIELD, OHIO, SATURDAY, JUNE 10, ls47

again out of the house, gave one look
at the trembling horse, and then, al
trembling herself, began to retrace the
Jagged track in which it had come.
We must now turn TO Mart, whom
we have left in a ~f;ightful position. He
knew what it was to, put forth his
strength ia games and wrestling match,
es, and it was such as shoulder to should.
Ell. and muscle 10 muscle, few could
Withstand. Bul it was as nothing now
against the heavy weight--tlle vice-like
teeth-the rending grasp that held him
down on every side. For a few Sc
conds the desperate violence Of man
to whom life is;swcet, and such a death
most horrible, shook off the pitiless as.
%sailants, but his own blood had dyed
the snow, and the sight Of it seemed to
turn ferocity into fury. The blood
hounds closed again upon him they
pulled him down! L
People say there is no time to think
in sudden dangers; they have never
known one. There are more thoughts
struck from the mind in one moments
collision with sudden and desperate
peril than in days of fearless security.
The sweets Of this earth, the home that
lay SO near, the mysteries of Heaven,
swept over poor Mart's mind; ay, even
particulars found time TO Intrude. He
thought how Ammo and Liso would
watch through the night, how his man.
gled remains would tell all in the morn
ing-Anno's dSspair-the village la
ment; he thought Of all this and more,
and knew himself in the jaws of the
hungry wolves. Then those foul, lurid
eyes gIared over him; the tightening OF
the throat followed, and thinking was
over. fs, ..a.
Still he struggled to release his arms
the grasp on his throat was suffocat-
ing him-his senses reeled; when on a
sudden, dash came another animal hard
breathing along; threw itself into the
midst with one sharp howl, and fasten-
cd itself upon the chief assailant. The
wolves relaxed their fury for an instant
Mart reeled giddlly to his feet and
recognized his brave dog. For a Sc
cond he stood stunned and bewildered,
when he saw one wolf retreating and
all three attacking the dauntless dog.
He turned to help him, and a bright
object caught his eye, it was his hatch
ct lying IN the snow within arms
reach. Mart snatched 1t up, and was
himself again. Blood was drip
ping from him, but his limbs were un-
injured, and furious were the blows he
dealt. '' 7' -'
One wolf soon lay dead at his feet;
the other cowed and ~retreated, splitting
its blood as it went, and held off, skulk-
ing round; and now Mart poured in
his whole fury on the great monster
held Karria Pois in as sitting a
grasp as he had done his master. 1t
no easy task to release the dog
The Ratchet rung m the VOLTS skull,
and ratified on his ribs, and laid bare
The gaunt back bone; but the dogs own
body interrupted any mortal wound,
ind the wolf seemed TO feel no other,
Poor Karria Pois' case was desperate;
lis legs were drawn together, protect
ng the very part he sought to wound;
when suddenly he stretched himself out
With some fresh agony, and the Ratchet
vas buried deep in the VOLTS throat.
Many more fierce strokes were needed
life was extinct; and as Mart
'ose, a hand on his shoulder startled
i'm, and his wife fell on his bosom. i'4H