The Kansas herald of freedom., 1859-05-21
BY G. w. BROWN & co.

once more. Let them gather to their
yearning bosoms again the hope treasures
which have been borne away from them
and buried like diamonds beneath the
dark waters of life, and which can only be
regained upon the gold-tinted, unreal
shore of dream-land. She sleeps. Beau
tiful and varied are the visions which
throng around her like groups of pure,
gleeful, sportive children. Now she is
child once more, and enjoying unfolding
life with that peculiar eagerness and in
teDsity of feeling known only to our earlier
years. She passes with rapidity from one
condition to another, still more mature, un-
til the whole domain of her youthful ex-
istence, with allits clustering charms, have
been re-enjoyed, and feels that all this
time she is encircled in the arms of pareu-
tai care and affection. She passes lightly
through the dark shadow of her orphan
age, and now she is with her lover, the
future is unclosed to her view, and she
dreams fondly, perhaps wildly of home,
once more, radiant. rich, gorgeous in the
mellow, magnificent light of love, forever
glowing with undiminished, with ever
expanding and increasing brightness upon
its altar.
Let us for few moments look in upon
"Old man jackson" He sits in conver-
sation with his wife. The old lady re-
marks:
~ am afraid that you will be pestered.
The Jay-Hawkers will find out some way
that you are alone, and will pitch in. You
know that you have been threatened
Had you not better move your goods out
of tho store for awhile"
II think not, wife. They cannot wish
to harm an old man who has never
harmed them"
"But you know that they have been
over the line already, and it pears like
they may come again."
swell, let 'sm come. I'll pepper some
of their hides if they do"
"But there will be heap of them, and
you are alone. 1 am sorry you sent of
our sons-in-law, they could have helped
you and perhaps saved your life."
"I wanted them and the gals to clal
out. They are young and can live a long
time. 1 am old, and if they kill me, i
won't rob me of many days, no how.
am bound to stay and fight 'cm."
"well, God help US; we've worked
hard for what we have, and 1 hate to SCI
it destroyed, or be robbed of it."
"All so, wife; but we can't help it, ant
if they come, Pll be dog-ond if I dom
pepper some of their skins"
The conversation ceases; the old mai
examines his double barrel shot gun ant
Mississippi rife; sees they are in readiness
lays his ammunition where he can get holt
of it instantly, and he, with his wife, retir
and try to compose their minds to sleep
Hark! a volley of fire arms breaks abrupt
ly upon the Stiffness ofthe night, and man.
shot enter through the window of tn
sleeping apartment occupied by the in
mates. The volley is repeated again ant
again, and for few moments all is still
"I allow we have finished the old cuss,
remarks one of the assailants.
"He's got notice to quit" says anothe
"He is either dead or has crawled off,
says another.
MAY be he wasn't here" says anothe
"Let us look in at the window, there
few bright little Goals. perhaps we ca
see something"
A half dozen spring to the window.
How fare the inmates of the cabin?-
When the first voIley was discharged, the
| left their beds and now crouch low in a
angle of the room. The old man b:
seized his double barreled shot gun, riff
and ammunition, and now he occupi'
another angle of the room, where he CON
mands view of the window. Here f
remains perfectly still. The beating
three anxious hearts is all that is audib
in the room. 1t is moment OF terrib
suspense, grapple against fearful odd
still the old man is firm and motionles
but ready. The silence, even, is painful
bear. How the busy and rapid though
course through the mind at such a tim
how rapidly our plans and prospects of Ii
are passed in review when we are assails
by midnight assassins and have fully mac
up our minds to stand firmly and fight f
our rights, whatever may be the result
How the heart throbs, and the brain burr
. and the wildness of desperation and d
spair surges over US, mingled with Il
, fond feelings of love for all those treasur
for which we have borne the cares al
tolls of life, and which, perhaps, we a
about to leave forever. O,itis terrible
feel, to know, that neither age, nor sex, n
the sanctity of pure, peaceful, private Iii
> are any protection, any security again
, the assaults of an insensate mob who q
moved like puppets by the win of anoth
or are stimulated to deeds of violence
? 7 the lustof plunder.
As the party approach the window, {
noise which they unayoidably make,
forms the old man of the place whs
4 4 they are.
t A half dozen faces are pressed agair
il the window. when two reports from I
d old shot gun are heard almost the sar
:. instant The old gun is empty-t
. window is clear from all obstruction.