Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1854-03-04
alymnut, ehu gatuhay 9aurnng @arrh 4, 1857.

long before nne Of YOUR while.faced race
put DOT upon the SOIL
And pray who are ) ou, if Imay be SO
bold said Tom
%, | 60 by various names. lam Wild
Huntzman in some countries, the Black
Miner in others. In this neighborhood |
am known by the name OF Black Woods.
man: l am he to whom the red men de-
voted this spot, and now and then roast
ed a white man, by way of sweet smell
ing sacrifice. Since the red men have
been externinated by you white savages,
! amuse myself by presiding at the perse-
cution of Quakers and Anabaplsts |
am the grand patron and prompIer of
slave dealers, and the grand master OF
Salem witches.'
'The upshot of all of which is. that il
! mistake not said Tom, surilv. .y.u
are commonly called 'Old Scrotch.''
The same at your vice. replied the
black man with bivi nod.
Such was the opening of the interview
according to the old story, though it has
most too familiar an air to be credited.
One would almost think that to meet
such a singular personage in this wild,
lonely place would have shaken any
mans nerves; but Tom was hard
minded fellow, not easily daunted, and he
had lived so long with termagant wife
that he did not even fear the devil.
1t is sad of er this commencement. they
had long and earnest conversation to-
gether, as Tom returned home wards.
The black man told him of the great
sums of money which had been buried
by Kidd, the pirate, under the oak trees
on the ridge, not far from the morass.
All these were under his command, and
protected by his power, so that none could
find them except such os propitiated his
favor.
These he offered to place within Tom
Walkers reach, having conceived an es-
peclal kindness for him, but they were to
be had only on certain conditions. What
these, conditions are may be ,eas ilv sur
missed. though L ON never disclosed it
publicly. They must have been very
hard, for he required time to think of
them, and he was not man 10 stick at
triAes when money was in view. When
they had reached the edge of the swamp,
the stranger paused.
'What proof have Ihat what you have
said is true?' said Tom.
There is nv signature said the black
man, passing his finger on Toms fore
head. So saying he turned off among the
thickest of the swamp, and seemed,. Us
Tom said, to 60 down, down into The earlh,
until nothing but his head and shonIdt rs
could be seen, and so he totally disappear-
ed.
When Tom returned home, he found
the lack print of d finger burnt, as it were,
into his forehead. which nothing could
ob'i,erate.
The first news his wife had to tell was
the death of Absolum Crowings hield, the
rich buccaneer. 1t was announced in the
papers with The usua' h,uis ,'tha, great
MAN bad 0faIleo it Israel
Tom rocot]ectaj tho uaa which his
black friend had iusg howa UoMo, uaJ
which was ee1ay 70. burning.
Lei the Irceboo.ogs ryast, sa.5 Gom,
twho cares 2
Tie now Tell tiiat wha!he had heard aaa
seen was 10 illusion.
io WAS not prone TO let his wife m;o
his confidence: bal as tUia was an uneasy
secret, he willingly shared it with her
All her avarlce was awakened at the men
ton of hidden gold, and she urged her
husband to comply with the black mans
terms, and secure what would make them
happy for life.
However disposed Tom was to sell him
self TO the devil, he was determined not
to do so to oblige his wife. SO that he
fatty refused out Of mere spite of the
contradiction. Many were the bitter
quarrels they had upon the subject, but
the more she talked, the more resolute he
became not to be damned to please her.
At length she was determined to drive the
o"i gam vi hot oSo''uiits aliu IL SIG SuC-
ceeded to keep all the gain herself.
The next evening she set off for the
swamp with her apron heavily laden -
Tom waited and waited for her in vain.
midnight came, but she did not make her
appearance, morning noon and night re-
turned. but still she did not come. Tom
grew uneasy for her safety, especially MS
he found that she had carried off in her
apron, the silver teapot and spoons, and
every other portable article of value. An
other night elapsed, another morning, but
no wife. In word, she was never he ard
of more.
What was her real fate nobody knows
in consequence of so many pretending 10
know. II is one of those facts that have
been confounded by variety of his,ori.
ans. Some asserted that she lost her wav
among the tangled mazes OF the swami
and sunk in some pit or slough; others,
more uncharitable, hinted that she had
eloped with the household booty ,and made
off to some other province, while Others
asserted that the tempter decoyed her into
some dismal quagmire, on the Top of which
her hat was found lying. In confrma,
ton Of this, it was said that great black