Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1857-07-10

unhelieving generation. They are as tru
as Cotton Mather's devils, dny,cay.
The fact of it is. you want l shoul
jump, but IN altogether too oil,
that's the trouble. You want
should holler hoOray afore | get through
hut lest hold on. was telling how Col
Bowers or lIallam went to bed on IA bea
skin on the floor but couldn't sleep, an,
finally concluded that in spite of our school
| housen. and meetins, and meetin -housen
and civilizations, the Yankees ire not hal
so civilized and free as a naked lnjun up
tree. Then he thought of all his cattle ant
housen and next of his defence, as said be
fore. as he fell into a troubled browse, anC
soon he thought he saw great fire stream
ing up into the darkness of night and ther
suddenly gust of wind parted the flames
for a moment and he saw his wife and dur
ling Orie bound to a stake, and they looked
so hesrechingy for aid to escape from the
demons aro md that he fairly screamed
aloud and so awakened himself. lie wakeC
to discover tina, his troubles were not al
together hallucinatory. Justice Terrl',
harsh voice was calling on him to open the
door, accompanied with heavy raps
What's wanting Square, said the
| Col. In loud firm voice.
In the name of God and the Law, open
your door, was replied by different voice
which the Col kn'w to he the Consta bic g.
In the name of Heaven and Justice
LEAVE nv door = and here the Commander
| of the Fortress went to convenient loop
hole near by to reconoiter. He was salts
fed There we're only two of the officers of
God as they termed themselves They had
not expected to find him on guard. They
were now examining the windows, but they
were barred even stronger than the door
There was no hope there.
Come. open your gate, you gentlles, or
we will smash it all to slivers, screamed tue
Constable, getting in a rage.
Make the first stroke, and I'll blow you
to slivers, coolly replied the Col. as he
cooked his gun Yes, and they heard what
he said too but this was not all; they heard
the sharp click of the gun lock taking its
place for a deadly blow, and they needed
that, as most persons will, and begun to
demonstrate,
But You will not --.
Leave or die, said the unrelenting Colo
mel Bowers wi tn his hand on the trigger of
his trusty rife and he did not move Il mus
Gle till the old fox skin cap of the witch
fighting deacon had passed beyond the hill.
linen he hastily called up his family, for he
All was soon explained. lie rightly judged
it would take the brave Puritans some time
to rally sufficient force to venture to storm
his stroLg hold, and before midnight like
Lot he had turned his back on SOdom.
With his hired man, and horses, and u
large wagon, he took his wife and daughter
and volumes and morning found them all
far away from Salem-even beyond look
ing back And the strangest of all was they
were not pursued nor sought after, The Sd-
crifc,ng church thinking they had fulfilled
their duty when they had taken possession
OF the Gentle's' property
For twenty nine lays llallam pushed on
his determined course due north in spite of
every obstacle. Very hard work travelling
m raaas at Sest over now of or e he
share of the way our exiles had no
road at all. Slow or wearysome travelling
day after day through unmarked woods, un-
certain as to destination and with no guide
but the staring sun to cheer the course,
but this was not the worst OF it. for after
toiling step by step up the Winooskl nine
days without sight OF single habitatiun,
their provisions failed and to add to their
trials, the hardest part of their journey was
yet to come for they were to climb over
the Nerd Mont ridges, you see, before they
could reach Stowe, their promised land
But the mountain still irowned ahead OF
them A; famine stared them in the face,
game was shy if not scarce, SO what was to
be done
They had sort of family consultation
there in the woods. in which it was decided
(hy uncle Hal hmselD that the hunt was
their only resource, and go Il hunting uncle
Hal went early next morning But he was
not lucky, for though he found plenty OF
minks aud musquash, they were not quite
the thing for feast and he plodded back
to the camp that evening with heavy step.
1t was dark hut he coul1 not miss the path,
for it lay along the banks of the Brown,
YOU know, Fresh, but he couldn't believe
but what he was lost anyway, when he
found the place where he had left his family
and it WAS not there. The lngins, the In.
gins - he exclaimed, the hand Of fate is
surely laid on me heavily
There was a cracking in the brush. In
stinctively his gun was drawn TO his shoul-
der. Dear father = exclaimed a voice which
he had heard before. 1t was Alans.
There twas you see Uncle Hal had been
fifteen or twenty miles through the woods
for game and got nothing. The hired man
had also been as far another way, but in the
mean time Orrie had only just rambled over
the knoll and found a cabin-Allan'
They didn't go any further, for Allan had
chopped some OF the finest meadow land in
the State. Guess Orrie wouldn't call this
much of a wilderness-this little patch OF
woods up East Why that gal aiore she
was eighteen used to take two bushel oi
corn and a rifle on to old Whitey's back and
90 alone twenty miles by marked trees tc
Burlington, and there alone take an open
canoe for Crown Point Mill She ha.
done it many and man n time.
Burlington, June, 1857.