Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1858-11-09

40 Weii 40 n'H'OI, WntcFi Sit ~
As he departed from the General's tent
an an upusual IRE beamed from his heretofor,
tranquil eye, and an unwonted glow threw
q light upon his wan and paid Centuries -
He felt the warm blood rush 70 his heart
and inyigorate his whole system. He was
then happy but why he knew not. He
hastened TO his tent to make preparations
for his night 8 adventure. His compositions
| in rank sighed as he passed by, and the
old soldier turned away, IS he Thought tllal
Enifhspe efe ISne Ilia hlllLile ed dim might
1 give 70 the modrhfui gale the tidings ol
his ignominious fate. D"'' 1'',u
The sun had gone down. and but one
lone and lovely star shone amid the dying
glory Of the West. Wortley passed from
his tent, disguised in the habit Of . British
sailor, and as he supposed went forth alone.
The banks Of tho Lake were high and ab-
rupt, and the waves dashed and foamed
with snilen voice at their rocky base. y.
He followed the winding margin of the
banks until he came to a small Fivulet that
dashed down d deep, abrupt, and narrow
channel, which at the bottom formed still
and secluded bay. and in which was con-
cealed the boat that was to bear him to the
'enemy's vessel. He wended his way down
the ragged descent, and emerging from the
darkness that always reigned there, he
came to his boat peacefully moored in the
romantic little bay, and in few minutes
he saw something at the further end OF
the boat, which had hitherto remained un-
noticed. The thought flashed on his brain
that he had already been betrayed, and re-
turning the dagger to its sheath, he drew
a pistol from his left breast and took de-
llberate aim, but his fatal design was ar
rested by the human being. If he deserved
the name, crying out in a most unearthly
voice:
Don't kill poor Nab" - 'D' "'',
George recognised in the voice and per-
son Of the speaker. who Immediately be-
came erect, poor hunchbacked boy on
whom he had conferred many trifiing ia
vors. His fret impulse was to turn and
leave him on the shore, but the moon which
was Just beginning to shine in the East
would have betrayed his visit to the Brit
ish vessels il detained by a movement oi
this kind His frail barque was tossed on
tie swelling waves. e.
The night had advanced, and wss clear
and beautiful 1t was such night as an
the thousand stars the fate of mankind
Silence dwelt on. the blue heaying bosom OF
the billows-the God Of Repose remained
reclining on his couch Of forgetfulnsss
and ''' ~ '''''' '' '''''
Wac heard In his wildly brcatned mbers,
The sea bird had flown to her wsye1g rdied nest,
The fisherman sunk to his sumbers."ts
" He had proceeded about half way, lost
=. L II - Il. -.
ing from his trance of feeling, he laid his
hand upon his dagger. and sternly eyed
the being coiled in the boat, and to go back
without accomplishing the object of his
visit was to brand himself with the epitaph
Of coward. Here his feelings became 80
excited that he exclaimed: s-E3 pdl 90.
9h death sooner than infamy!'' Go'i srpe
r His next Thought as matter of self-de-
fense was to consign the poor boy to the
mercy of the waves. ili 81 ~ fu1
The hunchback boy, with a voice and
manner fof touching tenderness, peculiar
to himself, said: 9iH Tsd Z, F''rti 10.
"Think Nab let Mr.. WORTHY go with no.
body among them British?" -Ii "h
WORTHY hung his head to think that he
had meditated an injury to a being who
felt so deeply interested in his welfare
He determined to proceed to the vessels.
and trust his life to the discretion of his
companion. gHj1 hlpr".' sesl. as-ifiiia
He ran his boat under one Of the prin-
cipal vessels, and having sacured it so as
not to excite suspicion, he mounted the
aide, and with beating heart, trod the
proud decks of British man-of-war.p1a
He mingled with the dusty forms that
gathered around the masta and listened to
their simple tales of love which had blessed
them beneath another sky. His heart fut-
tered wildly as he heard the seamen from
his guarded way" proclaim to the rising
moon: uIi Il lut-sISl,l 3iil tsdi ~iHia r.tf3
= ..Above--below--good night. ALPS
,wellPsi 2is ~ @uiTrHi tt.1 .rflu ait
The hunchback boy instinctively stole
away and concealed himself in some re-
tired corner. The sailors were reposing
in their hammocks, and only now and then
persons were seen passing to and fro from
one part Of the vessel to another. The
warm blood bounded to Wortley.s head
burned for moment, and then rushed
back to his almost unpalpitating heart, as
he listened to the last dying pensive ca
dence of q female voice. 1t was suck as
recalled TO his mind sound which had
blessed him in happier day. He ap-
preached nearer the spot, when the strain
was. again resumed, and the following
verse sung to an air of the sweetest mel
ancholy: So" '@''A ~ Il 81 asishI"J
tsI,lI never weave for thee a song .teI 9lt
pa ~ Norvildly touch tho waFbliBg Tyre, sstF
-, Words may be falses or taken wrong,
~ 20 And niusic's notes too soon ekptssLE ~
.ni, Words may be falsas but OF believe a.ft..-e
=, There yet IL win not deceive;
- L f-e' Z VIII not deceive" "3tfE s.il 4
,"'Tis she:''. exclaimed Wort1ey, and
overcome by his feelings, he sprung to the
place, and continued the exclamation: =
'sMy Godi Martha Woodville %
The female fell into his arms, and was
entirely. unconscious while he impressed
a fervent kiss upon her paid cheek. Her
yigor and recollection returning together,