Preble County Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1857-1859, 1858-08-05

''slcighing will be first rate 70 -morrow,
if it continues to come dow this way
"There we don't agree end" said
ISpencer, placing his hand BY way of
Iprecaution upon one of his pistols, 'for
the night, to my mind, IS enrsed dark
and stormy one" edj tfi.
! "Well, tits something dirk, that's a
fact" was Malachi's resH9nse, ''for a
man that's got a considereRle distance
to ride. Got fine horse II can't see
for sartin. Critter goes Under lame,
don't hc?"
ayes, thanks to bunglii follow who
lshod him ahant ,Ea e;' shall
fnot be able to reach N y dest1natIon Dy
daylight. 'aoI aea i'aas
"Rather guess you won't squire, at
the rate you are travelling pow, Tren-
ton is long way off yet, and it is a
rough road to travel. Now, secih' its
you, would mt mind swappin' horses.
Old sorrel is re-footed and only ten
years old come next grass; though l
should require little boot, under the
circumstances-not Continental, but
hard Spanish. and"
"Hold on friend, for Gods sake! l
have no wish to trade horses at any
rate, and your loquacity is perfectly
Overwhelming. have but one ques-
ton to ask, and you can act your own
pleasure in answering it. Who gave
you the information that l was travel
ling to Trenton?"
"Jest as slick as grease, squire. You
arc on our side. God save Hiug George
land down with the rebels! l am Mala-
chi Doolittle, Jonas Hutton's appren-
tice boy, who shod your horse this very
night, and it appears it was so confound
ded dark in the shop, that I made a
pesky job of it."
"Pesky job, indeed" said Spencer.
Why my horse is going dead lame, and
I must be in Trenton to morrow morn
ing-my business is of the most vital
Importance"
aCould l do the business for you?''
said Malachi. "You can go back to
squire Hutton's, while carry the des,
patches you bear about you to the Brit
"No," said Spencer, with a laugh
"that would hardly do. A British Off
Ger placing important dispatches in the
hands of blacksmith's apprentice, is
altogether out of the question"
i "By Judas, I've got it" exclaimed
Malachi as if struck by a sudden thought
"we will swap horses for the present
Ill take your critter back to Hutton
and doctor him till you call for him
and lend you old sorrel-he is just as
| fresh now as when he left the stable
and can keep the same gait for four and
twenty hours to come
Ensign Spencer was delighted with
the proposition, and halting at favor
able place they both dismounted to
make the exchange. But no sooner
had the officers foot touched the GROUND
than he found himself in the close en-
brace of tall Malachi.
"Now, Squire" he exclaimed, "be
) fore it comes to a worse tussel, I'll trou
BILE you to fork over them papers"
"Why what do Jou mean, you plebi
5 an hound" said Spencer, "by insulting
an officer of King George?'' struggling
to free himself from the iron grasp o
: the blacksmith $ apprentice.
: t;Mean Just what I say, you gau
! darned cantankerous tory varmint.-
I Hurrah for George Washington and tn
| Continental Congress. Kiss Mar.
again, will you? Well, I'm not goin
e to be cruel, but if you don't fork owe
e them papers in a jiff, by the sixteenth
chapter of Revolutions I'll make minc
meat of you! 1 will, by Judas!''
;, '.Don't throttle mel" exclaimed Spen
Ger, (for Malachis grip at his throa
t had been tightening every instant,
t and they are yours"
"Don't attempt to come any of you
c games, you tory varmint. L can out
s run, out-wrestle anything in our dig
gins, and"
"Such is not my intention. Their
are the papers, much good may they d
s you. And now be kind enough to re
d lease my collar
: "Wait bit, squire-sh! no, sorrel-
\ must make all ight," and at the sam
moment he let 60 of Spencer, he leape
into the saddle "Good night, squire
and pleasant dreams"
IS Spencer instantly aimed one of HI
l. pistols point blank at Malachi, but
= missed fire. He dashed it to the groun
y with curse, and leveling the other
d the trigger clicked, but there was
1t discharge.
t. ala, ha, ha," laughed Malachi
o You'll find the primin' scattered roun
e Jonas Hutton's kitchen floor, where
l. left it. Ya-hip, ga lang, sorrel. Thrt
p cheers for George Washington and tt
&c Continental Congress.
lie CHAPTER III.
ID The sun was not above an hour hig
1T when tall slab sided Yankee, noun
. cd op n bnnv horse rode nm to II
American lines whore he was hailed t