The Messenger. [volume] (Georgetown, Del.) 1858-18??, 1859-11-03

bread tracts OF woodland pasture;
and closing in between jutting and
over hanging rocks. passing numer-
GUS waterfalls, which seemed to have
aipleasing task, to flow out to give
the thirsty beasts, a draught from
the deep cups which they had worn
in the rocks; deep, black, awful cav
erns, which lesked as though they
were made to hide so many savage
beasts. ready tospring out uponith the
weary traveller; trees, whose root,
had been undermined, hanging over
the cliffs, bidding the traveller be-
ware; birds singing their merry
songs, shouting freedom in a free
country; squirrels chattering and
leaping from tree to tree; all make
ing tho scene exciting and interist-
ing. 1p uea5 eili, a
My horse, as well as myself seem
ed to delight in the scenery, for Of
ten when emerging from those deep,
narrow ravines, he would stop, as if
to gaze at the field before him; again
he would enter the rock walled path,
and turning around a projecting
cliff, would come immediately in
view of a house not distant but a
few yards. Indeed the ride gave
rise to wild imaginings, and some-
times feasful ones. Thus Irode for
many miles, always walking my
horse, till the sun was hiding himself
behind the ''Big Eagle Ridge" I"
warning me to take some note of
time. Glancing at my watch l
found the sun was but one hour high.
Quickning the pace of my horse,
over rocks and across the runs, to
my joy, after thirty minutes time, l
came in view ofa neat little cottage,
cabin they call situated on the
side of the hill. l inquired of an
old gentleman if / could be accomo-
dated with food and lodgings for a
night. He quickly answered in one
breath, as follows: "With all my
heart, stranger, and cheerful compa-
ny too, provided you've the right
kind, for here's the man that never
yet turned his back to stranger,
as Pinkey there can tell ye."
The old man as he mad said, pro-
we'd to be cheerful company, asking
me questions and almost answering
them himself as we went to the sta
bles to find my horse. a
After looking around awhile, he
invited me, to the house where we
found a supper waiting to which, af-
ter my long ride, l felt able to do
justice.
Our conversation turned upon the
country that l had been riding
through, and when / mentioned the
effect ofthose deep, dark caves upon
my feelings, the old man lay down
his knife and fork, and with half
troubled look. turned to his wife
with the exclamation, "shau Li''
OF course my curiosity was raised,
for l had no idea of what he could |
mean. | did not wait long, for his
wife gave a silent consent and he |
turned to me saying, swell stran-
ger, as you seem to take such a
llkeing to the caves, have a little
story that / would tell you, provi-
ded you would write it down and tell
the people taat old Tom Gorsm told
you all about it, 'cau.e you see every
body will believe me as Pinkey there
can tell ye." II told Uncle Tom, as
familliarly called hun, that, that
was my business, and would be hap
oy to ohear his story, and would also
put has name as the writer, which
would be aproof of the truthfulness
If it. "Well now you see stranger,
ie said as we took our chairs to the
ire, "that would be leetle too fast
cause all the world knows l cant
write my name, much less, such
ong story.if tsiiot asaa II
Il satisfied him that 1 would do as
le desired, and after helping old
'inkey a little, with her table he
commenced, swell you see stranger, I
here's a cave about a mile down the '
reek fran here, where there is
roman living, that never sees any
ody but me, and consequently no |
erson even sees her 'cept me. She |
oes in and out once week, sone- f,
ines more, but as to her living in
here stranger there,is no manner Q
doubt on it," Hereour converse 4
on was interrupted by Pinkey, as
he wished to brush the room, this
as soon done and we. again took Z
ur seats to the fire when / opened
le conversation as the story COM e
fences in chapter first. "a II
TO BE CONTINUED. u