Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1858-03-26
qHow ar you, old boss M Sid Mike,

Chow ar you, old hoss ~ SAID Mike,
shaking hands with the Hermit; -4'yer
sarvant ladies,,' he continued, making a
very clumsy bow in The direction he sup
posed them to be- 1No, Mr.. Wilmer, |
wouldn't bring no resk on you, eff | Iknowd
it.would be the salvashun NV every one NV
them ar yarler heathins; butthey thrashed
me like the devil, an [ couldn't help
busin NV 'em, KNOWN war out of ther
retch, and they haint no boat fur too cross
over In" .......-,..... ....... .t.iI srf
The Indians, hearing Mikes voice hur-
ried to the bank of the river, and fred a
yolley in the direction of the sound, and
some of the balls, pattering alarmingly
near, the Hermit seized Mike by the arm,
and dragged him towards the horses,
whispering to Wilmer to hug the bank
and drop down very quietly. Mike offered
no resistance to the force employed to get
him away, and proceeded with alacrity,
Mutu tOlu budb WbhSl D hOloO was "O hiS
service, provided he would keep with the
party. + -" atts ifa - . d d. .4s.s sa
The boat was suffered to float with the
current, until bend in the river shut out
from view all trace of the campfire, when
Wilmer requested his mother to give him
the incidents of her early married life
With a. sigh, she thus resumed taa
"Soon after our marriage, we removed
to New Orleans, where yourfather became
a merchant with small capital, the profits
of which sufficed for a comfortable main
tainance. But ambitious, as most men
are, and not content with small but safe
business, your father was prevailed upon
to risk all he had, save our little home
and few dollars, in a trading venture to
Havana This was when you we're about
year old, and six months before the
birth Of your sister. Your father depar
ted, the vessel was wrecked, and all on
board perished.PIIT FfEY gsgksU0
She paused, in order to compose her
self; and Wilmer, struck with the identity
of her story with that told by the Hermit,
hastily exclaimed :--"Not all motheri-
One was saved" Is 4 ~ se z7
"What do you mean, Charles ?" She
asked, leaning over and laying her hand
upon his shoulder. He felt it tremble,
and awakened to sense of his imprudence
in exciting hopes that might so soon prove
false, he replied that he did not mean
anything, and knew not what he was say
ing. His voice was not much stcadier than
hers. <ss Ga. kA n.lss. IA. AZ ta
ADO not deceive me, my soni" She con
tinued "Thcre is meaning in your
sudden exclamation, and surely you will
not refuse to explain p
''Be not thus excited, my dear mother
He replied, "but conclude your narrative
aud then I win tell you what drew fortl
my exclamation.'
"Lcft as was, resumed Mrs. Fillmore
"a widow, poor and dependents upon m!
own exertions, was forced, in two o.
three years, to sell our comfortable littl,
home, and seek shelter under far more
humble roof The purchaser, was thu
widow of your uncle William Fillmore
and She, in a year or two, married a ricl
planter, who sold the house to a misery
old maid. After removing to our new
home, sickness, painful and protracted
deprived me of the ability to labor, willis
the expenses incident to my situation
were fast swallowing up the proceeds o
the sale of our home. 1t was then, ant
under such trying circumstances, that
was prevailed upon to give you to Judg,
Wilmer, and even to consent that yo1
should bear his name"
"My health being gradually restored
and having only Fanny to work for, W
lived in some comfort for several years
when my uncle died, leaving me his Who'll
. lpIluut. MlOlC W blblllCl bNOlSN l
come and live with me, and take charg
of the sugar plantation, upon which
. proposed to reside You were then o
at school Every thing went on smooth
: until undertook to visit a relation, in
frontier settlement, when we We're take
i by the Indians, From that date to thi
nothing has trauspirod worthy of parti'
= ular notice, Now tell me, Charles VIII
y you declared that one was saved when I'll
vessel was wrecked !" .s.i .a t|.a-a
81 once met with gentleman, my de'
: mother, who, in giving me an outline
= his history told a story so similar, in Il
beginning, to yours, that /, involuntaril,
> uttered that exclamation" ' "a.