The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1856-12-18

at made me sick in the heart--that look-foi
by the side of them. The cussed devils had pick
ed 'em--as brave a man as ever drew breath
killed like dog. wished they had killed me too
and why they didn't, can't tell. I've soMetimes
thought there was Providence in it. and that |
should meet the stranger yet. Ireckon shall"
| As the hunter said this, he clenched his teeth,
and his eyes gared like madman's.
"Wel, boys, after that night, my hair was as
white as foam, and crowd old mighty quick.
hunted the woods all over for many a week,
and all up and down the river, but found uoth-
ing of Mary Williams. | went back to our
camp, and in about three weeks, what should |
see one evening in the water near the cove where
l saw Mary with the stranger first, but something
like human person. On pulling it out, great
God, it was Mary Williams Her black hair
was swimming with the current, and her face
was turned upward. took her gently up the
bank, and laid her all dripping on the leaves. All
night, boys, sat and talked to Mary-it didn't
seem as though she could die. But she was
dead, and hunted up the prettiest spot on the
flowers are all over her grave, now, and go
there every fall, AMI watch by it all night
What is strange, like all the rest of the cussed
works, the night buried Mary heard that
same internal YELL and knew the stranger was
around. was bothered to make up my mind
whether he was man, wolf, or devil, but at any
rate, piled great stones on Mary's grave to
make all sure. | shall meet that stranger
yetn
The Trapper pulled his knife from his beltand
felt its edge to the point, and then prmed his
rifle anew. We could not help being little
surprised at his manner-his actions indicating
that he was expecting his dreaded antagonist
soon. And strange as it seemed there was
voice on the river, and the measured dip of
oars. A moment more, and the word Mary !"
in gentle tones, came up like sigh.
We all looked at the Trapper An ashy pale
ness had crept over his swarihy features, his
shaggy brow had dropped, his eyes glittered
with intense hate, and his teeth were closed
like vice. The old man was terrible to look
upon. Muttering between his clenched teeth, he
slowly arose and tnrned his ear towards the riv-
er. At that moment there was football on the
bank, and as plainly and distinctly as we ever
saw star in 'he nioht tha-a INC e.sc Sf
iy advancing towards the camp l"e 'eSe VI
the bows must have seen the same, for they, By
common impulse retreated behind the hre, and
raised their rifles.
"Ha, ha, ha q, came in mocking tones from
the,direction of the fiery eyes. We heard it-all
heard it.
And the old Trapper heard it, FOR in tones not
| less startling and husky, he answered laugh ior
laugh, and steadily advanced. His cap was
off and his thin locks lifted in the gusts o
wind.
Another moment, and the Trapper's rifle
bluzed in the darkness, and its sharp report rang
out in the night. With its last echoes, ther
!, went up one Of the most wild, piercing, demon
lac wells we ever listened to, before or since.
was enough 10 freeze mans blood at the foun
tain and throbbed like molten nightmare, ,throug
e and through every vein.
n The old Traprer answered back the YELL an
4 rushed towards the river. For few moment
II there were terrible sounds Of mortal strife, VII
. smothered wells, swapping of teeth, and lite
,s al growls. In few moments there was stllines
es only to be broken by.-yells more devilish th'
10 ever. All was still again, but not one OF US
n turned to the spot We called the old Trapp'
but he did not answer.
". In the morning there was sight to startle
rb most reckless of our band. Side by side,
he stretched at full length upon the bloody grou'
nd was the body of the old Trapper, and one OF
most gigantic black wolves we had ever see
,ht The left hand of the hunter was clenched IN
IF of the ears, and with the other he had buried
md hpnting-kn to the haft, in the heart OF
> animal. The VOLTS jaws were closed IN dc
l,rt " lock upon the hunters throat,and the eye
,bt- we never shall forget them-still lowed v
rs fearful, strange and unnatural light, 1t was
4 ., nv using our knives that the grasp OF the
tbe was loosed from the throat. We silently
tbc sadly buried the Trapper on therivers bank
rrol then cast the body of the wolf upon the ca
and fire to consume. The eyes still glared, ant
tbc every moment expected to hear again that
,ome earthly yell from the CORY throat
orcd Our story is told. We tell what the Fra
como told us and what we saw. We leave the re
the to explain what may seem strange or SUPP
faint tural---we cannot