Daily Iowa State Democrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1856-1859, 1859-02-09

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Yes, master. I sm Massey 0rewell. the
ladies' nurse. who vanished from sight -
mysterioosly sons thirssss ysse ago. re-
Heaven help sus Aearta And for vhst
crime Vas it you ran svsyf oDme-make
clean breast q il. vomsn! You have moth
ing to fear 10 doing 20. for you are past the
arm Of 81! earthly Law nov"
i know il. maeter.'
And the bet way to prepare 10 meet the
Divine Judge, 10 TO make al the the repair
alton that you can by foil confessioni'
i know it. sir-if / had committed
crime; but have committed no crime. nei.
Their did run away
WHAT whau whats What was it them
Remember. wisasss. that you are on your
4 know II. cir. and will tell the truth;
but II must be in my own way
At this moment . violent blaet Of wind
and hail rosrsd down the mountain side.
and ratified against the walls, shaking the
vitch's hut, - If 1t would have shaken it
about their ears.
Ii vss proper overture to the tale that
was about to be told. Conversation was
impossible until the storm rsved past and
was heard dying in deep reverbsting ech.
oes from the depths Of the Devils Punch
Bowl
IL 10 some thirteen years sgs.' began
Granny Grewell, upon just such . night Of
storm 90 this, that / wss mounted on my
old mule Molly, NTH my saddle bags full
of dried yarbs. and stilled waters and sich.
% allus carried when WAS tendin' on the
click. WAS on my way agoinR to see
lady - was sent for to tend.
Well. master! I'm not slammed 70 cay,
as rover was afraid Of man, beast, nor
spirit, and never stopped ct going out oil
hours of the night, through the most lone
some roads, If SO be ! was called upon % to
do Still must say that just IS me and
Molly. my mule, got into the deep, thick,
lonesome woods as stands round the old
Hidden House in the hollow, did feel
aueerlsh; case 1t was the dead hour Of
night, aud it was said how strange things
were seen and hearn, yes. and done too. in
that Ozark, deep, lonesome place. l seen
how even nay mule Molly felt queer too, by
the way she stuck up her ears, stiff a.
quilts. So. partly to keep up my own spir-
its. and partly to courage her, says l., Mol
w. says !, what are ye afeard on? Be .
man. Molly! But Molly stepped out eau
tious. and pricksd up her long ears all the
same
Well, master, it was 90 dark couldn't
rec yard past Molly's ea,~, and the path
was SO narrow and the bushes so thick we
could hardly get along; but just as we came
to the little crook as they calls the Spout
cause the water jnmps and Jets along till it
empties into the Punch Bowl, and just az
Molly was cautiously putting her fore foot
into the water, out starts two men from the
bushes and seizes poor Aolly's bride"
Good heaven exclaimed Major War
field.
Well, master, before could cry out, one
Of them Williams seized me by the scruff Of
my neck, and with the other hand on my
mouth, he says
BE silent, you old fool. or III blow your
brai ms Ourp
And then, master, I saw for the first
time that their faces were covered with
black Grape. l couldn't screamed if they'd
let me, for my breath was gone and my
senses were going along with it from the
fear that was on me.
Don't struggle, come along quietly and
you shall not be hurt says the MAN - had
spoke before.
Struggle! couldn't a-struggled to saw
ed my soull couldn't speak! ! couldn't
breathe, liked to have a.dropped right
often Moliys back. One on 'em says, says
he:
.'Give her some brandy! And t'other
takes out flask and put il to my lips and
says. says he:
Here, drink this
We'll master az he still had me by the
scruff O the neck couldn't do no other way
but open ny mouth ard drink it. And as
soon as took swallow my breath come
back and my speech.
''And oh, gentlemen, says l, 'ef its your
money or your life, you mean. ! haint it
about mel Deed clare to the Lord-a-
mighty haint! it's wrapped up in an old
cotton glove in hole in the plastering in
the chimney corner at home. and ef you'll
spare my life. you can 60 there and get it,
says !.
''You old blockhsad. says they, We want
neither one nor t'o.her! Come along quiet
~ and you shall receive no harm. But at
the first cry or attempt to escape this shall
stop you! And with that the VILLAIN held
the muzz!e Of pistol SO night to my nose
that emelt birthstone, while t'other one
bound silk Handkerchief round my eyes.
and then took poor Mollys bride and led
her along. couldn't zee. in course, and
dissint breathe for fear O the pistol. But
said my prayers to myself all the time.
Well. master. they led the mule on down
tha path, until we como to q place wide
enough to turn, when they turned US round
and led US back Outen the wood. and then
round and rund, and up and down. and
cross ways and length ways, rs ef the didn't
want me to find where they were taking
me.
We'll, sir, when they'd walk about in
this fused way, leadin' Of the mule about
mile, knew we was in the woods again
the very same woods and the very same
path-I knowd by the feel Of the place and
The sound Of tho bushes, as we hit up
against them each side, and also by the
Of the Spout as 1t tumbled along
toward the Punch Bowl. We went down,
and down. and down. and lower. and lower
and lower. until we got right down in the
bottom of that hollow.
Then we stopped. A gate was opened
| put up my hand to raise the handker
chief, and see. where l was; but, just at
that minute, felt the muzzle o the pistol
like ring u ice right agin my right tenn
pie. and the william growing Into my ear:
IF you do
Int didn't dropped my hand down
- IL had been shot, and afOre had seen
either. SO we went through the
gate. and up u gravelly walk knew it BY
lhe cracking OF the gravel under Molly's
stopped at horse block, where
one o them williams lifted me of. ! put up
my hand again.
'Do II you dare says t'other one, with
The muzzle o the pistol at my head.
Il dropped my hand like lead. So they
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