The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1853-11-23

put on freSh wounds, and she gladly
consented. Her husband pnssively
submitted to all the directions which
Cyrus gave, whilst with q trembling
hand she unwound the bloody folds,
and he then sunk faint and exhausted
on his pallet. Mary hastencd to pre-,
pare safe and refreshing cordial in a
strong cup of coffee, and strengthened
ny the beverage, and soothcd by the
Iudicious surgery of Cyrus, he was ere
long able to talk of the future.
"My love, when day dawns, We will
90 to our kind friend, Mrs. S
She is skilful in the treatment of most
diseases, and | dare say can manage
even this wound; at all events she
| Will do as much as even a surgeon could
Just now, were nearer one than TWEEN.
miles; for am sensible that already
my hand is SO swollen that the bones
could not possibly be sct."
The plan was most grateful one to
his wife, for no words could expires the
horrible dread which hung over her as
she looked upon him in his helpless
state.
"They will return and complete their
work; Gniliord will never be satisfied
until he murders him before my eyes
she murInurcd. And every leaf that
fell with the rising breeze, seemed to
her painfully acute car, the heavy
tramp of Il horscman.
With the faint streak of day, Cyrus
was despatched to the stable. He
found an old and gentle animal graz.
ing near the door, the only one Which
the marauders had left. He tried &,
equip it with his own saddle and bri-
.!!c, and made up g kind of frilion for
his mistress. Mr.. P arm was
carefully secured in sling; his wife.
with her infant rode behind him; and
Cyrus, their trusty guard, ,walkei
| briskly by the side of the horse, unit,
they reached the residence of her who
was. truly the Lady Bonntitnl of the
neIShborhood-thc hope of,he distress
ed,; the comfort of the unhappy, the
refuge Ct III poor. She received them
with y woman $ tcliderness, and d .wo-
'N;Hi's E"s!', y=i .1s I: - - ~: :; = :.
er an active principle. She cxer,ed all
her skill, and finally effected a perfect
cure, although the hand was dreadfully
disfgured; and she did not permit her
young friends to return to their own
residence, Until happier days had dawn.
cd Oh South Carolina.
1t was i'll lS-that, with the bride OF
that lady's ION, | visited the hospitable
mansion of Mr.. P. He was
then an old man, and surrounded by
large and most engaging family, the
light and active form had shrunken,
he keen blue eye was dim. and the
brown locks which Mary used to twine
with SO much pride around her slender
fingers, were ringlc,s still, but silper
ones; yet still rs carefully arranged by
the same kind hand, for She was living
too, and enjoying with him a green old
age. became Il iavorite with them
both, and loved to induce them to talk
OF former days; those were necessarily
the days OF our Revolutionary War.
and was struck by the excessive bit.
terncsS which the old gentleman dis
played, whenever the royalists Of that
period, Tor tories rs he called thcm.)
were subjects of discourse. ventured
one evening to tax him with want of
charity, and urged him, as the Scotch
say, to "lct by cones be by.goncs."-
lie laid on the table before me his
mutilated hand, and asked, "whether
it could be SO easy to forget the times,
or the men, who had left him such a
memorial rs that" | had often re-
marked the terrible scar, but as he had
never named it, of course had asked
no questions; but now learned from
Mrs. P--and himself the particu.
lars of the trying scene which have
related. From other sources | after
wards gathered the sketch which have
given Of their youthful characters. AS
! listened to the details OF the cruel
outrage, ceased to wander ut its in
fluence on man of Mr.. P-'s
deep feeling; and saw that if ever he
torgavc, il would not bc the voice Of
reason that would effect the change.
"And you are sure, sir" said I, that
you were not mistaken; that it was
really Guiford %
"As sure, madam, as ifI had seen
every feature of his face. The villain
bctrays it now by his cowardly con-
duct.n
"Now What, is he living, and do
you mcct?"
He smiled. 81 can scarcely say that
we mee5 the first time saw him after
the night was, to use homely phrase,
when the tables were fairly turned.
suspect he had dreaded my vengeance,
and fled the country for a time. NV
friends here even had studously avoid.
ed naming him as the chief actor in
the murderous scence, and Mary's
tears and entreatics had sealed even
my linz mill oil donuar 40, on.. ~.