Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-06-20

| L ueLefLnlheO tnen TO walt Tor n .. /, and h
came up delivered cut at his horse's near lej
-of it few, and down, as expected, wen
horse and man. l had hardly time to pass m,
sword through my PROSTATE enemy, when No
was upon me. III could but get that fellow
| horse, tho't |, am safe, and executed at onct
the plan which hoped was to effect my rescue
had, as l said, left the podesta with Shee
ny's portmantau, and unwilling to part Will
some of the articles it contained-some shirts
a bottle of whiskey, few cakes Of Windsor
| soap, &c, &c.,-I had carried it thus far on
my shoulders, but now was compelled to sac
rifice it nalgre moi As the lancer came up, !
| dropped my sword from my right hand, and
| hurled the portmantau at his head with aim so
true, that he fell back on his saddle like a sac,
and thus when the horse gallopped up to me, 1
had no difficulty in dismounting the rider-the
whiskey bottle struck him over his right eye,
and he was completely stunned. To dash him
from the saddle and spring myself into it, was
the work of a moments indeed, tho two COM
bats had taken place in about fifth part of the
time which ii has taken the reader to peruse
the description. But in the rapidity of the last
encounter, and the mounting of my enemy's
horse, had committed very absurd over
sight, was scampering away ,cithout my sWord!
What was to do ?-to scamper on, to be sure,
and trust to the legs of my horse for safety,
The lancer behind me gained on me every
moment, and could hear his horrid laugh as
he neared me. leaned forward iocdey- fash
ion in my saddle, and kicked, and urged, and
fogged with my hand, but all in vain. Closer
-closer-the point of his lance was within two
feet of my back. All! ah! he delivered the
point, and fancy my agony when felt it en-
ter-through exactly fifty y-nine pages of the
''New Monthly Magazine.'' Had it not been
for ''The New Monthly Magazine and Humor-
ist,'' l should have been impaled without
shadow of doubt. Am l wrong in feeling |
gratitude? Have / not cause to continue my
Whom l got safe into Morella, along with the |
tail of the sallying party, for the first |
time made acquainted with the ridiculous re-
suit Of the lancer's thrust Gas he delivered his
ance, I must tell you that ball came whizz
over my head from our fellows, and, entering
It his nose, put stop to has lancing for the fu-
ure.) hastened to Cabrera's quarter, and
-elated to him some of my adventures during
he day.
''But, General" said he, s.you arc standing.
beg you 'chiudete Puscio' (take a chaiD.''
did SO, and then for the first time was
ware that there was some foreign substance
n the tail Of my coat, which prevented my sit
ing at ease. drew out the Magazine which
had seized, and there, to my "onder, discoU-
rel Me CHRISTINE I~ace twisted up like fish
.ook, or a pastoral crook.
'SIIa ha! ha'' said Cabrera (who is no
orious wag.)
.sVsldepenas madrilenos," j" growled Tristany.
ssBy my cachuca di caballero' upon my
ionor as a gentleman,) shrieked out Ros d
,roles, convulsed with laughter, 81 will send
to the Bishop of Leon for a crozier.''
''Gahagan has consecrated it," siggled out
ramon Cabrera; and so they went on with
heir muchacas for an hour or more. But,
then they heard that the means of my saliva
ion from the lance of the scoundrelly Christi
o had been the Magazine containing my own
istory, their laugh was changed int wonder. |
read them (speaking Spanish more huently {
ban Englfsh) every word Of my story. 'sBut
ow is this2;' said Cabrera. ssYou surely
ave other adventures to relate 2"
ssExcellent SIR said I, s.I have;' and that
cry evening, as we sat over our cups of ter
1llia (sangaree), continued my narrative in
early the following words:- "A
'sI left off in the very middle of the battle of
'elhi, which ended as everybody knows, in
he complete triumph of the British arms.
ut who gained the battle2 Lord Lake is call e
d Viscount Lake of Delhi and Laswaree,
lille Major Gaha-nonsense, never mind him,
ever mind the charge he executed when, sa- I
re in hand, he leaped the six-foot wall in the !
louth Of the roaring cannon, over the heads {
f the cleaning pixies, when, with one hand
sizing the sacred peish-cush, OF fsh-which
as the banner always borne before Scindiah,
he, with his good sword, cut off the trunk of
he famous white elephant, which, shrieking
ith agony, plunged madly into the Mahratta S
inks, followed by his giant brethren, tossing. '
ke chaf before the wind, the affrighted kit {
latgars. He, meanwhile, now plunging into I
le midst of battalion of consumahs, now G
leaving to the chine a screaming and feroci-
us bobbachee,' rushed on, like the simeon
cross the red Zaharan plain, killing, with his
and, a hundred and forty -thr-but never
he did it, sufficient be it for him,
owever, that the victory was won; he cares
OF for the empty honors which were awarded
, more fortunate men!
= The double-jointed camel of Bactria, which the ,
assie reader may rccollect is mentioned by Sui
MS (in his Commentary in the Flight of Darius)
called by the Mahrattas e