The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1859-06-22


ped moment, and there weltering in his blood
lay the brave old Fisherman.
"My Godl Abrams--is that you? Can l do
anything for your' exclaimed O'Neal.
Nothing, thank ye. I've got my last shot;
knowed it was coming, and I'm goin fast--
yes I'll soon be there. All want you to do,
is to prop me up agin that stone--give me a
musket that may fire my farewell shot"
|, O'Neal placed tho dying man as he wished,
facing tho enemy then unslinging the gun from
his back, placed it in his hands and again hur-
ried along. =.
The foe drew near and nearer to his position,
but firmly the wounded fisherman kept his fad
ing eye along the barrel. And as O'Neal
wheeled moment to fire, he saw thin blue
wreath OF smoke rush from Abrams gun-a re
portland Seargant of Marines bit the dust
while the red stream flowed his life upon the
ground. They rushed forward, but the CLASSY
eve and brcathless form told them too we'll
that he was far beyond their vengeance. He
had only gone to meet the one who had met
him in his dreams.
Turning again O'Neal marched on, anon
sending leaden messenger Of death into the
advancing column. He had made up his mind
70 die, and was now looking for some advan
tageous spot where he might sell his life as
dearly as possible; when he heard the voice Of
the negro calling him.
Cum heah, massa Neal, cum heah; dis mig
ga want to fight and die js now"
Turning he beheld the massive negro stand
ing little opening between two houses, load
ing away at Major Hanchett's old musket--
Stepping into the place, he found the very spot
that was meet for his resolution. He said:
"Now, Sancho load-and when l give the
word, will both fire together"
"Yes massa, um want to shoot lots OF de
tam tieves."
Then side by the side they stood.- the sa-
bic son Of Africa and the old man Of Havre-de-
Grace. Together they fired, and together at ev-
cry discharge two Britons fell. But this could
not, did not last long. A struggling squad hav.
ing separated from the main body at the beach,
had made circuit in order to facilitate their
plundering operations s,-came suddenly upon
their rear. 1t was terrible moment O'Neal
wheeled, and in voice awful with rage shout
ed:
"Back-ye monstcrs--strike hard for Colum-
bal" And down the cubbed muskets came,
like heavy hamcrs on the anvil, scattering Brit
ish brains at every stroke. But the odds were
monstrous. The main body had arrived near
ly at the motuh ofthe alley-the curses Of the
maddened British rose on every side. Our
heros are driven back into the street, and o.
| Neal by sheer weight Of numbers is born to the
ground; the poised boarding pike is elevated
over his breast, and thus he ies-no-Colum,
bias wing is over hm--the Gathering ofan ap-
preaching holseman is heard-the CoxswaIn
pauses a moment to look, that moment is his
last; Major Hanchctt's sword cleft the villains
skull; dozen cutlasses gleam above the majors
snowy locks. lie is gone-no, a piercing Shrek
is heard from the window above their heads
Lieutenant Manton plunged into their midst
and turned side their blows for moment.
"One hundred pounds for that maid safe at
my boat" shouted Parker.
And a dozen fierce men rushed to the door
but Sancho was ahead and the moment they
lost in all attempting to get in at once saved
Fannie tlanchett from fate worse than death
Sancho rushed up the stairway and grasped Ike
fea her the now senseless girl in his power
ful arms.
George Manton, too, had heard and knew
that shrek, and his heart stopped beating for
moment as the intonation rose wildly abovt
the clash Of arms, and 'hen how potent were
its throbs. Springing from his swelling steed ,h
caught the major by the collar and pulled hin
to the ground and whispered for his life tt
lie stIl-ape d4ath Then rushing to the door
!, hnrliLg the surprised seameu right and left
sprang through and rushed to Fannys room
in time to behold Sancho bearing her sensees
form through the other door.
"Fly! Sancho, I'll cover your retreat" ant
planting himself firmly against the door, pre-
pared to defend the passage against the assail
ants who were swarmng in like blood hound
on his track ...a.e.
Allah! Onr pretty bird has flown, but here
another, worth fifty pounds, anyhow. Com
boy surrender"
"Never!' shouted our hero,-"never Will
johnson and his brigade are so near" II
threw himself upon his guard, They confident
ly advanced; but well directed blow sent tn
headless trunk Of the foremost bleeding on tn
, floor another, and yet another shares his fatt
: Surprised and chagrined at his prowess the
were now more cautious, and by dexteror
movement then him on the floor and boun
n him.
3 where's the girl?" demanded Parker VIII
D had JUS entered. -@.
n "Safe" calculated George, 'safo from all sue
!, unholy villains, as youare."
y "What--has she escaped?" Now by all tn
: Internal shades OF Pluto, this is too bad. Whi
4. were you about?" turning to his men,
!, They only pointed to their dead and mutilt
o ted comrades, and to the prisoner for their ar
/ swer. 4Jg
: "Ah, Isee,' -then-bending histnalignaslt eye
: upon the lieutenant, said;
c / r"If you would live, now, reveal her hidin
,rlplace, for these men at my bidding win mint
d you and revenge their fallen ship nlates'
h "Cravehl were not bound by these cord
e you know you would not insult me with tho
cowardly words. But Johnson's troop is con
n ing, and -