Southern sentinel. [volume] (Plaquemine, Parish of Iberville [La.]) 1848-1858, 1856-03-22

These cords, by the rule of the game, We're
to be placed in the hands of the adverse party,
who always stood behind The marksman, and
while the latter had his eye ~intentIy fixed upon
the cords, mis- antagonist was permitted to agi-
ate them, and to feign to pull before doing so;
thus it was impossible to foresee on which side
the shot was directed; vet it was necessary to
aim quickly, for the bird, from its love of liber.
ty, departs instantly, and with an energetic
wing.
You might have heard a pin fall upon the
turf when Rally and the Prince had taken their
position, and the signal was given. The cords
were agitated. and q door fell on the left. The
Prince turned his weapon in that direction and
fired.
Down cried distinctly the voice of the off,
cial.
The same Stiffness prevailed when it was Sir
James urn to fire. The tray fell. The shot
followed instactly.
Down. exclaimed the voice again.
Did You say Prince, that this estate borders
on the Volga?
From the balcony of the hShse you can see
the course of the river!'
An explosion was heard.
Down. said the same voice.
There are magnificent plantations of young
trees, grouped with infinite art-delicious fruits
fine peaches
That is my favorite fruit
Down.
The strife continued, with success on both
sides till the sixth shot, whom Rally failed.
Missed = said the crier.
At the eighth trial, the Prince having failed
and Rally succeeded, they were again equal,
and the two sportsmen took a moment for re-
pose.
|. The Prince again took his place, fired, ard
missed. Rally was more fortunate. The bet
was approaching its solution.
What passed then in the souls of the Prince
and Sir James? 1t was a mystery beyond hG~
man intuition. To some the approach Of an
important event is announced by low inward
voicee-to others presentiments seem more
foliies and chimers. But it was remarked that
when the Prince again took the carbine, it was
without a word, without display, without the
naughty look which was natural to him.
He fired. The bird, which had flown in a
straight line. suddenly turned.
Wounded = said one.
Dead! said others.
NO, MOI cried several voices.
Every eye was fixed upon it; but it mounted,
It's night became stronger, anu IL uIsappedFeu,
while Rally calmly whistIed God save the
King!'
Rally having killed the ninth bird, the bet
was decided by aslngIe shot, for the Prince fail
ed again.
The two adversaries were superb at tbs
moment each in his fashion the Prince bY his
courage, which raised him above his loss, and
Rally by the deep, concentrated joy which he
felt in thinking OF the serious consequences of
his success, they extended tbeE hands to
each other and separated the best friends in the
world. II was BIT an incident of sportsman
life, which might have its counterpart to-mor-
row.
Fifteen days passed. The net of c~ession,
first made out in the name of Rally, then
transferred to that of Feodorwitz, was fully
authenticated. and Sir James Quilted Vienna.
He ATTEMPTED to restore the million roubIes
which was entrused to him, not wishing to re.
ceive a price for an action whose only merit, he
said. was success; but he could not resist the
entreaty Of the ransomed seS. Feodorwitz
forced him to accept, inscrlbing upon the peck
et-book these words:
To The free man vino has made me free