Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1858-10-29

MS own com. An here are his pistols
aud heavy riding coat. Well now
Malachi Doohttle. cont think it would
be unwhole some to your constitution to
jerk the priming out Of them barkers, for
fear matters might come to q rou2h-and.
tumble. So here goes and suiting the
action to the word, the strangers wea-
pons were instantly placed in harmless
condition.
When the apprentice entered the par
lor he found Dorathy Hutton and her
daughter Mary in high glec and good
humer. The supper was over, but the
stranger seemed to be attracted to the
smiths parlor by the bright eyes of Mary
and looking twice out Of the window into
the cold, bleak night, he gave q shudder,
as if 10th to depart on journey.
Tall Maiachi dcvoured his supper in
moody silence, but, Notwithstanding his
discomfort at the notice the young officer
took of Mary, he made fearful inroads on
the johnny cake and sausage. A genuine
Yankee is seldom so deep IN love that he
forsakes his victuals. and such WAS GER
tainly tall Malachis case.
When there was no excuse for longer
delay the apprentice was depu. d to
fetch Spencer's horse to the door, and
thanking his host and hostess for their
kind attentions. and be.towing a kiss
upon the blushing cheek Of Mary he be-
strobe the animal and sat forth at .ound
ga.lop on his dark and dreary journey.
Il guess Id better 90 and finish fod-
clatter of the horses hoofs died away in
the distance. old Bull has broken his
surcingle all to snlsl.. and clak,late L d
better take the sorrel horse and 90 down
to Brunswick to morrow morning and
get it fixed, as we are to sled some wood
from the swamp. Suppose you can let
me have old sorrel for a little while,
Squire =
why, how on earth can thee 60 down
to Brunswick without hin, Malachi p
How foolish you do talk Tonight
i We'll, l didn't know but that you
might want to use him. said Malachi,
closing the door behind him. and start
Ing for the barn. 'Consarn his picture
kissed her lips. did he /: Well il don't
have q wrestle with him for that trick my
name amt Malachi Doolittle. Jerusalem
how cold it is visa had my other
shirt Oh hut it's no use TO grumb!e.-
Old sorrel, put in the big licks. and you
shall be kept on nothing else but oats
and clover for the balance Of your mater.
nal days. And now for parting salute
to the boss he added, as be bestrode up
to the door of the house. .Helloh !
Squire Hutton, sunthin's broke loose =
why, Malachi. what is the matter {?
asked the smith, opening tho door; lis
the barn atire, or
No, nothing of the kind, boss. But
. I've concluded to borrow old sorrel to.
night. instead Of tomorrow morning.
know the whole plot and am going to take
. them papers frcm Ensign Spencer. and
, give them to George Washington
'Why.h horse is as feet as the wind;
and he will be to Trenton before thou
art half way there, said the smith, with a
laugh.
You forget that shod his horse, boss
Hutton
; well he isarmed. and will shoot thee
as dead as a nail, if thou dost attempt
, violence
$ Cant be did. boss, shook the prim
t ing from his pistols when he was in tt
supper.
} me-but-
The remainder of the sentence was lost
Oh Malachi's ear, for with wild W
E hip galaus sorrel. !. he was following
: in the track Of the British spy.
CHAPTER IL.
!, The night was very dark, and fake'
of snow were falling fast over the al
: ready whitcned ground, but the old sor
j., rel was perfectly acquainted with every
, inch of the ground, and as if prompted
, by instinct that he was on business tha
admitted Of no delay, it needed but little
urging on the part Of Mallchi, to make
him stretch his neck through the village
, of Brunswick like greyhound.
Occasionally, his rider would rein uT
and pause to listen if he could hear tn,
Gathering OF hoois in the distance. ane
=: when he could hear no sound but the
moaning of the wind as it whistled
r through the forest trees, he would shou
f .Galang,' and the horse would resume
his pace.
l But this perseverance was not to &c
5 long unrewarded; for he had scarcely pu
| the village of Brunswick five miles be-
hind him, when he deserted the object o.
| his search short distance ahead. and
| travelling at such gait as convinced hlu
that Ensign Spencer had little to thank
. Malachi Doolitte for his handicraft. As
, the matter stood. it was no great feat TO-
{ the sorrel OF apprentice to rein up by tht
side Of the officer in the space Of few
moments.
1t was too dark for Ensign Spencer to
f recognize his new acquaintance Of the
smithey.
Fine evening, Squire, said Malachi
'sleighing will be 6rstrate Tomorrow il
, lit continues to come down in this way.
There we don't agree, friend. said
Spencer. placing his hand BY way Of pre-
caution upon one of his pistols. 'tor ths
, night, to my mind, is . cursed dark and
i. stormy one.'
well, It's something dark. that's q
.. fact was Malachi's response, for mar
| tha q. has got considerable distance tc
, ride, Got fine horse: can't see fol
sar.in. The critter goes kinder lame
don't he 2
W .l--l A. . Aur uIsnn Eo1low thai