Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-08-18

for they instinctively know tha
some deed Of blood and violence
about to be perpetrated. Liar
shouts tall commanding man TO
I covering aud frightened man at hi
, feet; you are one Of the villains wh,
burnt my house, murdered my wifi
aud child, and would have murdered
NE the same Bay, if | had not got
out Of yoOr Clutches; you are the las
Of EN-, bat it shall never be said
that Jack Yves ever took the life o.
bis bitterest foe without giyin G hiIa
achance. Your mustang is good one
N Ouut him, aud if you can get away
you can bave your life, bat if | Can
catch you | viii show you no mer-
cy--for your inlyraaI gang showed me
and mice none. Go-fye minutes
start--and the Lord have mercy ou
sou if tee mustang fails you The
speaker turned, ald walking up to
the light, commenced putting fresh
caps on bis rayoivar, and arranging
his arms. The man to whom he had
been sPesking arose and casting a
look of hatred and fear at West, rush
ed prseipitateIy from the room.
"What do you Intend 20 do 10 him.
Colonel?'' asked pompous pogtIy in-
diyidual, coming uP and laying his
baud lamiiiarly on the shoulder of
West.
send him TO hell" was the instant
reply. Tie l.rge man shrnnk back
into the crowd, for all knew the char
act of West, and noae cared to e.
rouse him.
Without Il werd to any one, be
left the room, and in q moment the
furious beat of his horses hoofs told
that the ayenger was 90 the track Of
his victim For miles und miles the
prairie stretched out like undala-
ting waves Of verdure, to 80 immense
swamp; and towards this
swamp the wretch who was strange ,
ly afforded chance of bis life was
now Fastening with frantic speed.-i
1t WAS "A strange race. The moon, (
foil osbed, rode high in the heavens,
50 eddipg flood of silvery radiance
% all objects, making il almost
bright as day; Stiffness profound es
the grave reigned around broken on-
y 10y the tramp of the puisrer and
pursued. Nearer and nearer LIE /
draws 10 the doomed wretch, and /
With "a shrek Of deapair the hopeless
nan sees that it is impossible for
i'm to reach that place of refuge. I
Even now the breath of his enemy's
ie3d comes Ike FIRE into bis fee, aud i
Nth one more bound they are side
y side. i
"Spsre me! O, for Gods sake. {
nercy" yelled the terror stricken
lgitive.
The only answer vas a shsrp, quick
ash, a astuuning report. and thu mur-
erer stood in the preseuce of that d
tod whom he bud outraged by bis
oIrible crime on earth Gone! un-
nnealOd, unanointsd, with bis white,
hastily face upturned to the sky,
nd the red blood dappiing the swee,
bite flowers, the last of ibat mur .
erous band which had marred tores-
Z the happiness Of the cold. stern |
IAN sitting on bis horse, looking D
on the face of. the
ead man, thinking, ,dreamily perhaps,
t the dear home and its dearer
lmates, lost to him in this world t
,reyer. $
Reader, this is no fancy sketch,
ohn West is not the name Of the q
lau, one incident Of whose life We 7
ave endeavOred to give you, bot !
is name is inscribed high on the . .
)ll If fame. Should this ever meet /
ne eye Of a Texan Ranger, he win, .
erhops, remember the night before y y
le walls Of Monterey, where he told d
is companions, and a stripping who
'rmeI one Of the group.Of listeners.
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