Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1848-11-02
CASS AND THE WIDOW COMP.
TONS COW.
TAYLOR AT FORT HARRISON.

tastes OF Lewis lass ana Zachary AaylOr
He appointed one of them 10 be constable
of Ohio; to the other he gave commiss-
ion to defend frontier post which was
the key to the white settlements of Ohio
and Indiana. And this difference in their
characters is still perceEtible.
If a traveller about the year 1910 or
1911 had been passing through Ohio in the
neighborhood of Chilico,be, he might have
met COW running in full speed, with bell
jinglng at rapid rate. Behind her, about
a hundred yards, in full speed after the COW,
was fine sleek looking young fellow,
mounted on crop-eared bob-toiled poney,
sticking in his spurs up to the rowels, Qhe
mud flying in every possible direction,) leg
gins on, hallowing to the stranger at the
top of his voice, "stop that cow"
The traveller stops the COW, and up comes
the man on the crop cared pony. Says
the stranger, "whose cow is that"
"The widow Compton's cow, who lives
over in that cabin yonder; took her out of
that rail pen at the end of the cabin"
"Wha, are you taking her fort"
"Old Compton died about six weeks ago,
and l have an execution for "a 36i and
costs against his widow, and have levied on
this cow"
"Ahl" says the stranger tCorwin, with
an exceedingly ludicrous expression offace,
represented how the stranger looked. "Ohl
if had known that, your COW might have
gone TO the ID. Pray, who are yo,l lin
very gruff, cross tone.
Lewis Cass, Marshal of the Federal
District of Ohio" livery complacently.]
The stranger turned away and rode Off
[Corwin depicted, with his very expressive
countenance, the utter contempt the stran.
ger felt for Cass.]
If he had then ridden westward as far
as the Wabash, and arrived in the neighbor.
hood of Fort Harrison at about this hour
of the evening, he would have heard the
crack Of the Indian rifle. Proceeding on
ward, he would have seen encamped around
this little Fort, fifteen hundred Indians, Fl.
ring necessarily upon the persons within;
the s,ockades on fire; thirty men lying with
in the block house painting with the fever;
sixty or seventy women and children send.
ing up the wailings of despair. A rough
looking person, thinned with disease, was
shouting, STEADY, men, Steady and HE
voice was heard loud above the roar Of
battle, giving directions as coolly as on pa.
rade, for the extinguishment of The flames
Ever and anon his rifle would be brought
to his face, and some dusky form would be
seen leaping into the air and falling dead or
MORALLY wounded. His small band of Sc
venteen men CALAMITY stood by their lead.
err, aiding to put out the fire, and returning
with murderous effect the discharges of
the enemy.
in the widest moment of the conflict n
woman with dishevelled hair and frantic
manner, bearing in her arms babe fright.
ened into silence, is seen by the light of the
fire, rushing towards where this rough
looking person is standing: ooh, Captain
Taylor !! for Gods sake surrender the Fort;
you cannot expect TO hold out against the
savages until reinforcement arrives. ond
if not exaspera,ed they will perhaps spare
the life of my babe. Oh, surrender, and
spare its sweet young life. care not for
my own, if its life be saved" "Go back,
Madam" replies the captain with frmness
mingled with respect, 81 have a commission
in my pocket, and have sworn never TO fail
in my duty, or desert my post, and will
redeem my pledge. Other lives are a,
stake besides ours. While hold this key
10 the frontiers of Indiana and Ohio, as
long as a drop Of blood warns my veins,
the peasant shall sleep in safety. Steady
men Steadyp And for eight long days,
and eight long nights, tina, gallant young
man with his weary band fought the foe and
the fire, until the succor came and beat
back the savage into his native wlds. Then
The wife was restored to her husband and
The laborer slept in safety.
This was all a matter Of taste upon the
part of the young Captain, just as chasing
on the cropped'eared sorrel, the COW of the
widow Cumpton was a matter of taste on
The part Of the young constable. There is
no accounting for tastes.
GEORGIA ELECTION.
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