The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-09-13
M 7 S G & L L q N z u S
From Noah's Suu,iay Times.
TIE ESSFEy RIELENiN.

A group OF youngsters, ten years before
the Revolution, stool Oh level green III
New York, with a mark before III EN- ana
their firearms ready. They were on the
ground now occupied by Charlton and
part of Varick streets, but which then
formed part of an open and romantic
country. The outskirts OF the then abb
breviated city were what might be termed
POLITICALLY picturesque, made up OF rocky,
sandy, uneven, but yet elegant grounds,
which afforded opportunities for the enjoy
ment of field sports and the prosecution OF
= other matters, as well as for the agrlcultu-
raj occupations which give men bread.
The frequent appearance oil Indians Ill this
quarter, from the time OF Peter Stuyvesant
down to the period of which we write,
creltel desire amoly the young men IL all
directions TO emulate their skill as marks
men. Ii was no unusual thing 10 gel land
by shooting the best shot, and many lot
which is valued this day at thousands OF
dollars, and affords its owners the means
of becoming season subscriber TO the op-
era, was obtained by striking the bulls eye
of target. The group we would call the
attention of the reader to was one of lie
parsons, four of whom were stIpplings,
but the fifth gray haired man, whose ruoI-
cund visage and rotund proportions pub
ished the fact that his birth place was
Great Britain. He was adml. ilg the III rk
in the target and addressing the lad who
had made il, and VINO wasleaning Careless
ly on rifle that showed better condition
than any other on the ground.
why, Charles, you are a second Tell
or will be. You must have ptactised
constantly TO. have acquired such proh-
cheney.
.Whv, 10 say the truth good Locksley,'
replied the young man TO his venerable
interlocuior, Il do iitlle else than SHOOT
NV rifle is my mother, wife and children
though of the latter | am scarcely old
enough to speak. AT any rate, Bess, (the
rife) is my banker, for the silver use is
nearly all produced by her.
Il never saw such unerrlng aim, remar-
ked the old man wonderlngly.
1T only shows what the inclination. and
the cnnstint pursuit of an object will ac-
complish. Ones ambition sometimes runs
In strange currents. Mine directs me 10
excel all other persons in shooting. Ev-
cry mark that my bullet pierces produces
more delight than / can well describe, and
If had my choice OF the fame OF ihe
greatest General or thegreatest marksman
Of the world. would unhesitatingly choose
10 be the latter
While the young man was speaking
these words he loaded his rifle. The old
gentleman listened as hessuryeyed surroun-
ding objects, and suddenly pointed to "a To-
Gust tree upon the extreme end of the
branch of which sat a robin that made the
vicinity vocal with its songs. Pointing to
the. bird with one hand, and holding a
piece of silver money in the other, the old
man said
Now Charles, this isyour reward for
that Bird
i cannot was the young, mans reply.
Cannot exclaimed the old man In a
surprised Why?'
because never kill birds
'Well, then, the twig that he sits upon
is slender as a pipe STEM. Can you cut
that OFF,
Charles Pfggot-the young man-nod-
ded in the affirmative, brought his rifle 10
aim, and pulled the trigger. Red-breae
rose in the air and sailed away with
strange twi,ter, while the twig on which
he had mad perch dropped in eddying
circles to the ground. Charles young