Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-03-26

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"Tell me what you are there for" said L.
"I got in here to sleep on your rags" he
answered. .-..-.
"Let me out or I'll shoot you through the
head, he yelled" ....- .. ~
"Just at that moment my horses feet
struck the hard road, and l knew that the
rest of the road to Jackson would be good
going. The distance was twelve miles.
slipped back on the foot-board and took the
whip. I had the same horse I've got now
a tall, stout, powerful bay mare-and you
may believe there's some 60 in her. Atany
rate she struck gait that even astonished
me- She had received good mess of oats,
the air was cool, and she felt like going. In
fifteen minutes we cleared the woods, and
away We went on keen jump. The chap
inside kept yelling to be let out.
"Finally he stopped, and in few minutes
came the report of a pistol-one-two-
thrce-four, one right after the other, and I
heard the balls whiz over my head. If l
had been on my seat, one of these ball, if not
two of them, would have gone through me.
I popped up my head again, and gave yell,
and then deep groan, and then said, "Oh,
God, save me sPm dead man n' Then
1 made shutting noise, as though I were
falling off, and finally settled down on the
foot-board again. 1 now urged on the old
mare by giving her an occasional poke with
the butt of my whip stock, and she pealed it
faster than ever.
ssThe man called out to me twice more,
pretty soon after this, and as he got no reply,
he made some tremendous efforts to break
the door open, and as this failed him, he
made several attempts upon the top. But 1
had no fear of his doing anything there, for
the top of the cart is framed in with dove
tails, and each sleeper bolted to the posts
with iron bolts. I had made it so I could
carry heavy loads there. By-and-bye, after
all else had failed, the scamp commenced to
hollow whoa to the horse, and kept it up un-
til he became quite hoarse. All this time [
kept perfectly quiet holding the reins firmly,
and kept poking the beast with the stock.
1--WE were not an hour in going that doz-
en- miles-not bit of it. I hadn't much
fear-perhaps 1 might tell the truth, and say
I had none, for I had good pistol; and
more than that my passenger was safe; yet
l was glad when 1 come to the old flour bar
rel factory that stands at the edge Of Jack
sons village, and in ten minutes more l
hauled up in front of the tavern, and found
couple of men in the barn cleaning down
some stage horses.
Well, old feller," says 1, as got down,
and went round to the buck of the wagon =;
"you have had good ride, haven't ye?"
"Who are you?" he cried, he kind of
swore little, too, as he asked the question.
"l'm the man you tried to shoot" was my
reply.
"Where am II, Let me out " he yelled.
"Look here, we've come to safe stopping
place, and mind ye, my revolver is ready for
ye the moment you show yourself Now,
lay quiet'
"By this time the two hostlers had come
up to see what was the matter, and l explain
ed it to them. After this I got one of them
to run and route out the sheriff, and tell
what believe I'd got for. him. The first
streaks of daylight were just coming up, and
in half an hour it would be broad daylight.
In less than that time the sheriff came, and
two men came with him. told the whole
affair in few words-exhibited the hand
bills l had for him, and then he made for
the cart. He told the chap inside who he
was, and if he made the least resistance, he'd
be dead man. Then slipped the iron
wrench out, and as I let the door down, the
fellow made spring, I caught him by the
ankle, and he came down on his face, and
in moment more the officers had him. 1t
was now daylight, and the moment 1
saw the chap 1 recognized him He was
marched off to the lock up, and told the
sheriff l should remain in town all day.
"Aftcr breakfast, the sheriff came down
to the tavern and told me that I had caught
the very bird, and that if l would remain
until the next morning | should have the
reward of two hundred dollars, which had
been offered. 1 found my goods all safe,
paid the express agent for bringing them
from Indianapolis. and then went to work
to stow them away in my cart. The bullet
holes were found in the top of my vehicle
just as expected. They were in a line,
about five inches apart; and had | been
where usually sit, two of them would have
hit me somewhere near the small of the back,
and passed upwards, for they we're sent with
a heavy charge ofpowder, and his pistol was
heavy one.
"On the next morning the sheriff called
upon me, and paid me two hundred dollars
in gold, for he made himself sure that he'd
got the william. I afterwards found a letter
in the post-office at Portsmouth for me,
from the Sheriff of Hancock county, and he
informed me that Mr.. Dick Hardhead is in
prison for life"
So ended the redler's story: In the morn
ing I had the curiosity to look at the cart,
and I found the bullet-holes just as he had
told US, though they were now plugged up
with vial corks
A PARsoN IN. DIFFIcULTY.-A young
parson lost his way in forest, and it being
vehemently cold and rainey, he happened up.
on poor cottage, and desired a lodging or