Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1849-08-02
From the New York Spirit of the Times
How Capt. Simon Suggs Escaped
from am Alabama Sheriff..

tnat neeo not De specified, that the Captain stand.
ing in the West door Of the court house at Dade-
vile, perceived Sheriff Ellis merging iherefrom,
bundle of papers in his hand, and looking as If
he desired to execute some sort of a capias.-The
Cap. instantly bethought him that there was an in
dictment pending against himself for gaming, and
began to collect his energies for an emergency
/ The sheriff hailed him at the same moment and
requested him to hold on.
/ Stop, Ells-rigM thar in your tracks as the
bullet said to the buck Suggs responded, them
dockyments look Uenermous
No use,' said the officer sooner or later YOU
he'll 60 your security
Keep off. tell you, Ellis; I amt safe to-day
the old woman's coffee was cold this mornin' ;
it freued me. If you've got anything agin' me-,
keep it till court-I'll be thar--wave all formali
ties you know
'D--d if waive any thing replied the sher-
iff advancing. I'll put you whar can find you
when wanted
Suggs drew an old revolving pistol, whereupon
the sheriff paused
The blood, shouted the captain, of the high
sheriff of Tallapoosy county be upon his own
head. If he crowds on to me, give fair warnin,
! I'll discharge said reuoluin pistol seven several
and distinct times, as nigh into the curl of his FORE
head as the natur of the case will admit
| For moment the sheriff was intimidated /; but
recollectng that Capt. Suggs had religious dread
of carryn loaded FIRE arms about his person, al
though he often sported them for effect, he brskly
resumed his stride. and the captain hurting his
rerOlver" at his head at fell into killing
pace" towards the rack where stood his pony
Button a
The sheriff's horse, by chance; was tied at the
same rack but wag of a fellow catching Suggs'
/ idea, unhitched the pony, threw the bride over
bis neck, and held it ready to be mounted so that
the captain was in his saddle, and his nag at half
speed, ere the sheriff put his foot in the stirrup
The chase was long and a hot one, and the
sheriff gradually gained on Suggs until their arri-
val atthe crossing at Eagle creek, when the latter
suddenly turned his pony's head down the stream,
and before the sheriff had arrived at the brink he
was out of sight in the bushes
! Poor Ellis was fairly beaten. He plunged his
horse into the swamp to try and head off the vic
torous Suggs, but the mud was so soft that after
foundering about a little while, he gave up the
chase in despair, and turned his horses head
/ homeward.
Meantime Capt. Suggs kept his course down
the creek, talking to himself - Wonder how ful
,is down to the Bend This creek makes into
the river about mile below il they say. judge
if my old woman knew schar was goin', and ,0hG
! was going to see, she'd make the yearth shake
But she don't know; its principle that Providence
has put into the bosom of man-leastways al
men--to run on and talk heap afore their wives
to nak'em believe they're turnin' ,orong side ou
before 'em and yet not tell 'em the fust blessed
1 word of truth.-lt's wise thing in Providence
4 too. Wonder if I'll ketch that Jim Sparks, jew.
larkin' round Betsey, down at old Bob's!'
| On the morning after the occurrence of the ad.
I ventures we have narrated, Capt. Suggs sat in a
long trim built Indian canoe, which was moored
TO the north bank of the Tallapoosa river. Neal
him sat Miss Betsey Cockerell She sat facing
the captain, on board laid across the gunwales
of the boat. Miss Betsey was bouncing girl
plump, firm and saucy, with mischievous rolling
eye, and sharp word forever at her tongues
end She seemed to be coquetting with the pad
die she held in her hand, and occasionally would
strike it on the water. SO to besprnkls Captain
Suggs, much to his annoyance.
Oh. Captain, you do persuade me to promise
YOU SO hard. And Jim Sparks says you're mar
ried and if you ain't you mought "a been twenty
J years ago you're old enough (Splash)
Dang it. mind how you throw your water
Jim Sparks is a trlflin' dog-if / have got wife
Betsey, she's goin' mighty fast
Coin ,ohary asked Betsey, striking the watel
again.
Confonnd your paddle can't you keep still
Providence is goin' to take her home, Betsey-
she's dwindled down to shadder with that cough
and one thing and another. She aint long fol
this world he added mournfully; and if you
will only make up your mind-the devil take that
! paddle you'll turn over the boat and throw me
1 into the river make up mind to step into hef
shoes i, looks like j. would sort o reconcile me to