Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1841-1853, 1852-04-15
Arkansas Pol,tics.

About the year $780, politics ran very high in Arkan-
sas Col. A. H. Sewer a candidate for the Office OF
Judge Andrew Scott was warm friend of Desha,
and bitterly hostile Sewer. He had neighbor, liv-
ing about fifteen miles from him, the "far" side Of
Galley Greek, named Logan, commonly called "Stut-
terlng Logan" who exactly twice wersyn in his
politics; and frequent had been their encounters that
the two neighbors had cordially to hate each
other.
One pleasant morning in the Spring, when the sun
shone out warmly, and all Nature green and fresh
alter heavy rain Of two three days DURATION Logan
went down from his house, through the little strip OF
creek bottom to the bank Of the creek and sat himself
down on "hck-og," musng, perhaps, as Colonel Jack
McCary said, On the then the Ct all thublunG-
ry things"
The creek about twenty yards wide, and the rain
had raised it, that it swimming, covered with
foam, and running like mill-race with full head OF
water Where the road crossed, the edge Of which
Logan was sitting, the only opening in the woods,
which iringed the stream each side. Above and be-
low the trees leaned over, and their branches hung
gracefully in the water, and swung to and fro in the
/ swift current.
After Logan had sat there little while Judge Scott
riding down the road the other sIde but halted
when he reached the waters edge. and looked across
without saying anything but looking if he thought
Oh you il it's swimming, why don't you say sol"
Logan took out his jack knife, split piece of from the
lck-log and commenced whiting it, looking steadily
across towards Scott all the while.
Logan was large, stout, heavy looking man; Scott
.
dog.
After waiting moment-ior each hated the other too
much speak-Scot frightened the reins and rode into
the His horse had taken than six steps
before kerchugi he plunged in head and In
moment more Scott was washed from his back; the
rider went way, the horse the other and the saddle
bags third. The horse turned towards the side on
which he went n and got ashore some little way below
the saddle bags foated down stream, and Scott ma
naged reach Logan's side of the creek, and caught
hold Of the swinging limb Of sycamore which dipped
into the water.
"Help, Logan, help" cried Scott. Il shall be drown
ed Helpw
"S-s-ssay you'll v-y.yote for Severw bawled Logan
"Help, Loganl Help shall drownl Helpw
! ''Ss-ssay you'll v-v-voie for Seyerw again bawleC
Logan, not rising from the lick-log.
Just then the sycamore limb snapped, and the same
moment Scott sung out
s'Pll see you id first, You Internal old rascal -
and away he swept round the tree and out Of sight be
low.
round in the concavity the upper edge of sand.bar
upon which Scott was flung, and scrambled out. HI
walked up the bank and towards Logan, sputterins
with rage, and streaming with water Luckily he haC
weapons but pistol and that, Of course was unit TO
service and Logan too big 10 be whipped by him
a fist-fght.
"G-d ID itir cried Scott, as he cot pretty nea
him edo you stop to ask man how he's gong TO vot
\ before you save him from drownngl'
Logan stopped whiting, but looking composed
ly up, slowly said
''Every e. g-genteman has a right v--v-vote h
likes and d-ddrown when he likes; and d-dont sup
pose anybodys bound dive into the creek TO Fish on
a vote to k-k-kill his own.