Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1849-03-02
From the Cincinnati NonpareiI.
THE GUERRILLA FORAY.
1Nc,pENr OF rHE MExIcAN WAR.


galloped rapidly along the causeway lead
ing to the little village of San Angel
They were dressed in the uniform of
mounted rifemen. and were mounted on
full.blooded American horses. They were
evidently upon pass as no officer was
with them, and bound upon some jolly
excursion into the country. They had
reached the cross-road leading from the
town of Tucubaya TO Penyan, when
single horseman was observed adj
vancing rapidly towards them from the
Penyan side, his form appraised in his STIR
rups, and his whole demeanor betokening
extreme haste.
L say, Abe, that fellow is making for
US. Something has happened, and he
wants our assistance said one Of the par
ty, tapping young man Of some twenty
three upon the shoulder. What say
you!
The person addressed as Abe took
long look at the horseman, and then re-
Piled
If that isn't old Ricardo, l am very
much Mistaken
w hat, the old Spaniard who owns the
large hacienda near San Antonio, and who
has such a pretty daughter?' asked the
other.
The same but see, the old man beck
ons us to meet him-let US CO. And,
putting spurs to his horse, he bounded
swiftly forward to meet him.
Lets after him, boys, and if there's a.
ny fun on hand, we'll have share in it,
shouted the other; and the whole party
dashed on after him. In few moments
they were alongside the old man, and ba-
wing refined in their steeds. Abou said
Whats the matter, Ricardo! Is any
thing wrong!'
Seniors .Americanos! my child--my
daughtern replied the old man, in tones
of anguish.
What of her? Speak-tell me y ex-
claimed ABBOTT, with startling energy, and
his eyes flashed as he grasped the Span
iard's arm.
'VentelI, the guerilal' gasped the old
man, in reply.
He has not dared began the fiery
youth; but he was cut short by the old
man, who said
He has robbed my house, and carried
off my child. Oh if you are men, fly to
her rescue!
When was it done 2 exclaimed half a
dozen voices, and all eyes were eagerly
bent upon Ricardo, as he replied
Not two hours since-they can be ca
silly overtaken.'
How many were they!' demanded Alb
oft.
'One hundred in number = and the
Spaniard gazed with despairing look on
the little party before him.
Boys SAID ABBOTT, in firm tone, 'who
of you will 60 with me? For myself, |
will rescue her OF die in the attempt!'
IL! was the response of every men,
Der of the little band, as they caught the
daring spirit of ABBOTT.
Then lead on, old man, and ere the
sun sets, your child shall be restored to
your arms
The S7aniard needed no second bidding,
but wheeling his snoring charger, he bu-
ried his spurs in his TANKS, and the gal
liant steed bore him swiftly onward. Over
the cross-road leading to San Antonio they
flew, on their errand of mercy. Down
the giant causeway of Antonio, and over
the fatal bridge of Churubusco they went,
and the spires of San Augustine glittered
in the distance-but no foe was to be seen.
The old man rode before, his gray locks
streaming in the wind, and his dark eye
fixed with an Gag lie glance before him.
scanning the wide plain and the rock-bcund
sides of Contreras. Suddenly raising his
long bony arm. he pointed far on before
him to where the road assembled the noun.
tain height of Cholacinco, and shouted
There they are. Forward! forward =
A suppressed yell burst from twenty
lips, and as many hands sought their sa-
bre-hilts, and Ioosened the shining blades
in their scabbards, while a stern resolve
rested upon the flushed and heated brow
Of each. Across the outskirts of San Au-
CUISINE, and down by the placid lake o.
Chooloo they speed, and the next moment
they are mounting the rugged heights o.
Cholacinco. On the top they pause, anC
down in the vale beyond, not over half {
mile of, they discovered the robbers rid
ing slowly along, unconscious of pursuit.
Fall back, Ricardo, and leave the work
to u.s. said Abott, addressing the Span
lard.
'Never' burst from the pallid lips o
the father.
But you are unused to scenes of strife
you might fall, and then what would be-
come OF your daughter 2
No MORE said the old man. If {
parent strikes not for his child, who will!
The enemy now discovered the ap
proach of the little party, and began Il
hasten their speed; but as the large horses
of the Americans rapidly outstripped thu
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