The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1854-08-02

reproach. Such was the man who's,
lips had just uttered solemn oa.h te
the death ofan enemy who had wrong
cd him beyond forgiveness.
" And who is he, captain asked
Allscot in astonishment. Gas | live
| will labor with you INCREASINGLY tc
hunt him from the face of the earth
Have you not heard Of him 2 ask.
cd Conycrs, while his voice grew vet
more hoarse with emotion. "IIave yo,
not heard OF that bloody renegade,
Robert Harrison, whose name is a BY.
word of cruel and hcllish deeds But
leave him to me. Should YOU ever
behold him, spare him for that certain
hour OF reckoning with me which shall
surely come. My heart tells me that
! have not long to live, that | must
soon gloriousIy fall in the service of
my country but feel Il presentiment
with me, strong and unshakcn, that
shall not sink into that welcome rest
to which go, before my hand has
struck down that licnd in human form,
who has made me the heartlcss mourn.
cr that | am. Twice have sought
him out in battle, and twice has he
escaped my sword; but when we meet
again, there is something in my heart
that tells me he shall die. The hope
OF that hour has sustained Inc until
now. But for this, and the tender
years Of my children, that claim Il
fathers care and protection, would
long since have laid down liic which
IS sas;: burden. Bat caoosh. .; il tbs,
Mike. | shall dctain you no longer
God guard you, and restore you safely
to the camp. Bewary, be vigiant, and
throw not yourself into the way of
danger. Farewell, my brave boy, |
shall feel i'll at case until you return
Pressing the hand of his comndc
Cony crs turned his horses head and
departed. Michael paused and gazed
after him as he rode away, bearing
himself proudly on his bounding char.
ser, "S t ough no ravening sorrow fey.
With ..im Oh his course.
Alas! poor Conyers, tered he
as nc turned to leave the spot. GAS
gentle rs the dove, but as brave as the
lion; the smile Of Eden is ever upop
his brow, while its serpent is guawing
at his heart" Thus soliloouizino he
turned away wtha sadJcncd brow,
and proceeded at quiet pace until he
had cleared the crazy bridge that
spanned the river, and picked his way
along the rotten and broken couscway
which led through the oozy swamp;
and then giving the rein to his horse
he plunged into the long dense forest
through which his route lay.
1t Was already past tho hour Of noon
when he separated from Conycrs, and
fearing lest night should ovcrtakc him
before nc reached the end of his Jour.
ncy, he permitted his noble stccd to
measure over the ground with rapid
strides. He had not gone far, however
before the heavens gave tokens of ap-
preaching storm, by signs which might
indeed have passed unnoticcd by a
careless observer, but which one SO
attentive as Michael could not but
mark and interpret Alright. The wind
which had slept for the last twenty
four hours, began to spring up from
the east in short fitful pulls, and casting
ms S'anccs to the westward, a dull ha.
~ atmosphere just upon the horizon
taught him ere many hours should
elapsc to look for one of those violent
gales to which the southern country is
so subject about the incoming Of au.
tunn. Meantime the declining sun
was kIndllng up one-half the heavens,
"Not us in northern climcs obscurely bright.
But i'll one cloudlcss blaze of glorious light
But accustomed as he was to all the
signs OF the heavens, the deccilful glare
OF the burning sun did not lead him to
err i'll his prognostcations. Anxious
to reach his journeys end before the
anticipated storm should burst upon
him, nc checked not the speed of his
willing horse but suffered HIN, unch:ck-
cd by the rein noiselessly IN Reetly to
scud along the narrow bride path that
wound through the forest.
ihe eJc oi tae brave young trooper
grew bright, and pleasant fancies nes-
tied around his heart, as he fastened
away from the toll and confinement
OF the camp, to meet once more the
beautiful and idolizcd Dora Singleton.
Lovely indeed was the maiden whose
heart followed the young soldier to the
camp, and whose joyful smilo welcom-
cd his glad returnings. A dark haired,
bIack.eyed creature, Of scarcely tho
medium height, with complexion pale
yet wondrously fair and transparent,
and form gilmore than ordinary grace
and OF exquisite proportions, she was
the very being to bring host of lovers
to her feet. Cordial in her manners.
proud, vivacious, and with that dash
OF coquetry in her nature from which
no really beautiful woman is wholly
exempt, the sphere in which she NOV
Cd was a delightful, yet u dangerous
centre of attraction.
Her father dying when she was O
mere child, her mother contracted q