Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1857-11-05
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FREEHOLD. NJ, THURsIlaY NOR
Y MORNING, NOVEMBER 5, 1857. s

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Aye, but was as = ds;5 inquirec
the gambler
Why, you surely dbn't mean to sa,
you really think that your mother cam,
to your bedside last nlght?' said Thomp
sona
| do was the reply
The men looked at eseh other.
And more, continued the duellist. !;
believe that | am to All By the hand Q
| Col. James Bowie
/ What are your reasons for thinking
SOP
! The duellist drewhis knife and pointec
to two letters stamped on the blade.
There are his initials he said. sTht
knife formerly belonged to him.
And how did you come to get it p in
[quired Thompson.
i Bowie gave it to friend. who be
queathed it to me, was the reply.
And you really think that you are tc
fall by his hand
| do; and ] shal1rcS>seass to think SC
until / know that he 1sSdead.
And yet you said that you was not
afraid Of him.
And am not, said Lang,
Have you ever seen him. asked one
of the men.
Never was the reply.
At this moment the door opened, and 8
man entered. Notwithstanding til,
warmth Of the season, his figure was en-
veloped in heavy cloak, which concealed
every part Of his body, and leaving only
part Of his face exposed to view. AS hi
entered, he drew his hat closer over hi.
eyes. and | noticed that he endeavored t.
conceal his face as much as possible
Walking slowly towards the centre O
the room, he surveyed the company for Z
moment, and then asked
Can see the proprietor Of This house?
If you mean Harvey Lang, I'm the
man, said Lang rMiqg
The strangeg ed him for mo
4mept from ID eaAhis esEl
( flashed WITH q )ssfsT & 9 d 90 n
I have broughtE'a message f9om Jack
Price, he said slowly, and again his eyes
wandered over the form Of the duellist
Suddenly he caught sight Of the huge
bowie-knife which Lang carried in his
belt, and he uttered an exclamation Of
surprise. The gambler heard it, and
asked impatiently,
Well. what is your message?
Merely that Price cannot meet you to
morrow. because he is severely i'll. and
Stuff exclaimed the dueIhst, swapping
his fingers. Confess at once is he not
afraid to meet me-?
Afraid to meet you r exclaimed the
other.
Yes, afraid!' was the reply. He is .
coward T
You are liar 7
The gamblers hand clutchod the handle
of his bowie.knife, while the dark blue
eyes of the stranger flashed with rage.
Do you know who | am 2 exclaimed
certaipiy was the calF ssply. sYor
are Harvey Lang, che duellist, murderer
and gambler
Harvey drew his bowie-knife, but even
while it was upliftted, his eyes encoun
tered those Of the stranger, and stood as
if paralysed.
Why, man, cried the other. with a
merry laugh, do you not know me-
You hold in your hand a weapon the very
touch of which should bring me to your
mind. IF you would know nv name look
on the blade Of your knife, and You will
see there the letters j. b. which stands
for James Bowie. Some men call me Co.
lionel James Bowie, and I like the title
Are you Colonel Bowie p inquired
Lang with a start:
That is my name 2 was the reply.
To the door. men' shouted lang, in
a voice of exultation.
Several Of the men sprang to the door
and leaned with their backs against il.
James Bowie begSoure pardon
Col. James Bowie. Es saded, with a
knocking bow; have log wished to see
you; and now that hayeyou here, | can
not permit you to leave be house.
Indeed, said Bowie, smile lowering
around the corners ofhS mouth. Am |
to understandable you Htend to force me
to stay here whether / Jill or no.
That's it exactly, MAS the reply
| GU SEES Colonel, Ihsve heard SO much
about you-how you re always seeking
quarrel with men o3my stanp-gam
pliers, It you like the tfm better-that
have long wished to be you, and now.
that you are here I iItend to keep you.
Pray, let me introaua you to some Of
my friends. This is Misses Lane and he
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