Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1857-09-30

''Curiosity led me to study them; but
l never play but for amusement. Most,
if not all the tricks, l learned of a fellow
boarder, that had formerly spent good
part of his time at the gaming table
l noticed that these honest countrymen
had been swindled, and 1 thought that it
would be an act of charity TO beat them
with their own weapons, and recover the
money for nv partner and his friend
Every time l noticed the gamblers Sc
crete cards, I called for another pack of
q different color; and 1 watched them
too closely 10 give them chance to
cheat me on deal. They did not suspect
me till near the finish of our play. You
know the rest"
pretty good! But do you think you
can face that fellows fire? He is an old
hand at the business"
"But he's coward, or he would not
have drawn knife on me. Yet, if il
can be avoided, I'd rather not meet him.
1 would not like TO have him meet his
death al my hands, nor would [ like to
sacrifice my own life for so unworthy
purpose"
"It is too late to back out now."
"Can it not be settled?"
s'No! if you refuse to meet him, every
one will pronounce you coward
"Well, if it must be so, suppose it
must-but II have no weapons
Never mind that; 1 have PAIR of
dueling pistols, and SO if you have any
arrangement to make, be about il, for
time is short, and the affair should be
settled before it gels noised about the
boat. I'll see to the other matters"
"Stayl Make the distance short.'
'.:Only the width of the boat"
''That will do. I'll be prepared in
time.'
So saying, the young man vert 10 lis
own state room, but soon returned and
seated himself by table in the cabin,
and commenced writing. His face was
pale-deadly pale-but there was fix
idness Of features which at once told that
his mind was made up. A tear coursed
down his cheek as he wrote, but proba-
bly, that tear was for those far away, yet
still TO memory dear. Strange thoughts
fitted through his mind-so young, and
yet to stand on the brink of death-to
make one fearful plunge into that dark,
unknown river, and to be carried by its
current out into the ocean Of eternity, to
return home no more. a lifetime pass
ed in review in moment. Yet the evil
genii said-"Go on-too late!" To die
or kill, either was a dreadful reflection.
Yet the proud passion of youth will not
submit 10 reflection. 1t mast be done,
and the sooner it is over the better, So
passion reasoned, and passion triumph
ed. When he had finished his writing,
he gave it to The Major, requesting him
10 follow the directions he would find in
a note addressed to himself, in case he
should fall. Also to give his winnings
10 George to make up for the loss he had
sustained.
Then they went upon the upper deck
Of the boat. 1t was calm, still night;
he moon shone forth in all its pale splen-
lor. As far as the eye could reach,
nothing but forests and water met the
gaze. The boat had just rounded for the
purpose of wOoding, and when she was
again under way,>the young stranger, |
lis second, and three other persons anx- /
ously awaited the approach of the gam
bier. Scarcely word was spoken
lone felt disposed to disturb the silence
hat reigned. Half an hour passed, and
he gambler came not. It was now sug
5ested that some one should go in search
If him. The messenger soon returned
md reported that both the gamblers had
eft the boat at tie woodward. When
he young man heard this, a felvent
Thank God!" escaped his lips, and the
'arty retired 10 seek repose in sleep.
A SPARrAN.-Among The Europeans
Who were endeavOring to escape from
Delhi, when it was ravaged by the
ruel East Indians. was an English
ficer and his wife. AS be bore her
long amid the dead and dying, he was
ttacked by party of mutineers. His
ood sword was drawn, and seven ruff
ans fell. Slowly retreating, while
eeping them at bay, the fiends made
ush at his wife, but a shot from her hus.
and's aim saved her honor. though it
ost her life. Apo!her shot, by his own
and too, and the husband rested beside
lie body of his wife.
CHINESE SUGAR CANE MoLAssEs.-I
he editor of the Lexington Observer was t
resented, by Mr.. Stillfeld, the gardiner ]
the Lunatic Asylum, with bottle of t
lolasses made from the cane grown on ]
le grounds Of that Institution, which he I
a good article, possessing all
lie qualities Of the best molasses of the r
Dulh. Mr. & has shout fhraa acrss :, I