The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1858-01-16
A Tough story.

1he following story was told IN SaBiusly,
Ohio, and appears in the Massilon News:
party OF young men in that ancient city
amuse their leisure moments at the hotel ia
drawing a long bow or telling wonderful
yarns for the benefit of those apparently
verdant, who may happen to come in from
other parts. They tried the effect Of few
extraordinary wolf stories upon venerable
and sedate customer not long since, who
had come to spend the night at the best ho-
,el, and leistened to them with much sur
prise and icterest until their stock appeared
| to have run out and the conversation fagg.
| ed, when he remarked that he had been
much Interested in the news they had given
! him relative to the primeval inhabitants of
country but regarded an event in his early
life as more peculiar than any they had nam
ed. Said he:
"When young man, was travelling IN
Western New York, and late of stormy
night applied at log cabin for lodging
The occupant woman refused il, saying
her husband and sons were out hunting,
and ifthey found me there, would murder
me.
81 Ipreferred the chance to the storm, and
she consented that ] might lie down before
the fire. In the night heard them coming
and scrambled up the chimney.
"Thinking l was safe, when at the top I
stepped owe: the roof and jumping down at
the back Of the cabin, jumped into a wolf
trap. A scream Of pain brought the men
and boys out, and they declared deserved
a more severe pup'shmo"t than death, SO
they kept me both in the trap and suspense
until morning, and then heading me up in Il
hogshead, with no air or light but through
the bung hole, they put me on a sled and
drove me some four miles up the hill, and
then rolled me off to starve. This undoubt-
edly should have done but for n very singu-
lar occurrence The wolves smelled me out
and gathered around my prison, when one
of them in turning around, happened to
thrust his tail into the bung hole. 1t was
my only chance. caught firm hold and
held on like death to negro, which fright
ened tho wolf of course and he started down
the hill followed by hogshead and me. 1t
was very uneasy ride, over the stones AMI
stumps, but had no idea how long it was
the slaves worn by long travel, were broken
in, and l jumped out and found myself
away down in the lower end Of Catarragus
county some thirty miles from the scene Of
the disaster. Good night, gentlemen-I did
not express any doubt of the truth of your
stories, and hope you will not Of mine"
1t is currently reported that the "sell
club" of Sandusky has not had full meet
ing since that occurred.
DRUNKEN WIr-We heard good thing q
few days since, which is too rich to be lost
A young man belonging to one of our ''irst
families" gave reins to his passion for strong
drink, one evening last week, and in tho
"wee short hours Of morning." found him
self reclining in the gutter Of one Of the
bye streets, unable to secure perpendicu-
lar position. While exerting himself to the
utmost, and using language decidedly more
forcible than reined-one Of the police made
bis appearance, with the exclamation:
"What are you doing herep"
"Hist," was the reply.
"What are you doing here, sayi ex-
claimed the guardian 0f the night, some
what impatiently shaking the young man by
the shoulder.
The young man rolled over on his back,
placed his hand by the side Of his mouth.
and in coarse drunken accents, whispered:
"Hist-schu--u, don't (hic) make any
noise; the boys (his) ere drunk. and I'm
! hiding from the boys"