The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1851-08-27

Irooms, he walked into the streets. He
earnestly scanned the signs as he passed
He stopped before one that read. "Attor-
ney at law" He paused, and then with
a start, as if the determination had spice
of the desperate in it. he ascended the
stairs and entered the office. An elderly
man, with bald head and wrinkled face.
was seated at table surrounded by books
and papers. Inviting the new conner to
be seated, he peered at him through his
spectacles, and inquired his business.
"Mr. B. you do not remember me?'
cannot say that | do" answered the
Attorney, slowly, as if in doubt.
"Do you not remember pleading in be-
half of poor fellow, about being lynched
for murder, some thirty years since!"
"Mr. NJ VT" exclaimed the
lawyer, joylullly. "Can it be possible?-
| never forget face, and yours saw in
frame work that night that ought TO i'm
press it upon my memory forever. But
thought you dead years ago. Sit down
sit down-and tell me ALL"
"After was thrown from the vessel
that night" said W. seating him
SELF was so frightened that for some
time had no consciousness OF what oc-
Cured. On becoming more collected, |
found my little boat half filled with water,
riding the short heavy waves. and every
second | expected to be capsized, and so
drown. This not occurring, began TO
look about me. | found the cord by
which was tied passed over my shoulder.
| managed to get it into my mouth, and
soon gnawed itapart This loosened my
hands so that in few minutes freed my.
sell and sat up. With an old cup, that
found in the boat, bailed out the water,
and then breaking up one Of the seats,
managed the little affair so as to ship no
more o: the waves, and in this way rode
out of the storm and the night.
"By morning the wind had somewhat
subsidized, but so exhausted was by fear
and fatigue. that was forced to lie down,
and soon was sound asleep. When !
awakened, the sun was setting, and far
as could see on every side, was dreary
waste Of waters. Strange as it may sound, /,
was greatly relieved. | feared nothing
so much as falling into the hands Of that
terrible mob.
"The full moon came out, making the
scene as light almost as day, and gen.
tie breeze springing up, took my coat,
fastened it on the broken seat, and with
this for sail, then drifed, near as |
could make out by the stars in a north.
easerly direction. knew, sooner or later,
| must strike the Canada shore, but how
far had been carried in the storm,
could not, Of course, determine. Through
that long night had Aoated. saw the
moon 60 down, and the stars fade into the
cold grey light of morning, and then the
sun came up with the clear, calm day, but
no land could be seen-nothing but glim-
mering water. imagined at one time
seeing in the dim distance sail, but if
one, it Immediately disappeared. Abou,
noon noticed something floating near
me, and on padding my boat alongside,
found it bale Of goods, carefully corded
together. | fastened it, almost without
motive, to my boat, and again lying down
was soon asleep. | was awakened by a
shout, and starting up. found was run
ming in close to wooden shore, and
number of men staring in wonder at my
appearance. In answer to my request
one of them waded in and pulled my boat
to the land learned, 10 my grea, relief,
that had reached the Canada shore, with.
in a few miles of -. 1t was sup.
posed that had been shipwrecked, to
which my bale Of goods at once gave col
oring, and secured to me kind ecep,ion
On opening this bale, next day, found it
filled with costly silks and velvets, and so
admirably packed that the water had not
damaged them. This had probably been
lost from some wreck in the late storm,
and noticing the address with the intention
of repayment some day, | sold the con-
tents, and with the proceeds made my
way to New York, where |, after my moth
er's death, joined an expedition fitting out
for, in South America. In this
new home, married, and engaged in
merchandise. There lived until learned,
few months since, my innocence Of that
cruel deed had been made known by the
confession of the real criminal"
When he had finished recounting his
strange escape, the lawyer, rising abrupt
ly, caught him by the arm, and pointed to
the open window. They looked, and saw
gaunt figure, with sunken eyes. pale
cheeks, and long grey hair, in the gloom
Of the evening, move silently along.
"That." said the lawyer, sis Mr..
H. Since the night of the criminal s |
confession, his intellect, never very strong |
has been complete wreck. Every even |
ing he wanders to the lake. If stormy,
no entreaties can induce him to seek
shelter, but hour after hour he PAGES the
shore, as if every moment he expected
some revelation from its troubled waters"
A Coon APoLoGY.-The St. Clair OBJ
server offers the following excuse for its
very meagre appearances. ii
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