The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1859-04-26

we've got something within US that they
3, ,havent-love of friends, home, country
and justice. See what work they've made
of your house, Miss Jessie; the winders are
riddled, the doors broke, the furnitary
4 ruined, and everything at skies and sew
ems" srsa-rs
ave love Laurelwood," replied Jessie,
: but we love the cause of Freedom better.
d The destruction of property will grieve us
but little, if valuable lives are spared and
the Tory miscreants punished. q: l.s!
Punished ?-be assured that they will, !"
I exclaimed Paul Hazefhurst. al Heaven is
just Some of them are even now reaping
the reward of their villainy. Look at those
expiring wretches who fell near the door
Listen to their means of anguish What
thought have they to comfort them and
I soften their pains of dissolution They die
\ "A horror to themselves, and every justice
loving mind. What remembrance the
I Tories of South Corolina will leave TO pos
terity" la s.e'- 90 CO..
T" The word Tory will be the synonym of
infamy," said Judith. r s7-I
The Eight had set in quite dark, and OBJ
\ jects could be seen at short distance only.
The trees looked dim and misty in the noe
turnal gloom. Tom Hutter and his COM
rades strained their eyes in every direction
in search of their foes, but without discoyer-
ing them. The surrounding scenery was as
quiet as if il had never been disturbed by
the sound of human conflict; nothing broke
the quietude save the groans of the wounded
in the house. and, at long intervals, the cry
of wolf in the tangled hedges of Laurel
| Swamp. t, -..- t- 4.r te ....f
The fears of the young ladies began to
su bside an assurance-faint and trembling,
at first-that those lawless men had retired
and would not return to renew the conflict,
took possession of their minds. A glow of
hope returned TO their pale cheeks. As
sheir own danger grew less imminent, in
their estimation, feelings of compassion for
the wounded Tories visited their hearts,
They would have produced lights to exam
inc their condition, and make remedial ap-
! plications, had they not been cautioned by
their more experienced defenders -..
I Half an hour elapsed. The silence con.
tinued unbroken. Tom Hutter was not at
ease, but walked about nervously, casting
prying glsnces from one window, then from
another. He was suspicious and unsatisfed.
He knew that they had suffered loss, but not
enough prevent brave men, or persons Of
even ordinary hardihood, from making fur
ther attempts.
/ Paul Hazelhurst at first shared Hut,ers
inquietude, but finally joined the ladies,
confident that there was no immediate dan
ger to apprehend. f Ia
81 cant comprehend it'll" muttered Hut
ter, in q perplexed manner. There alters
mischief goin' on when folks are still"
"That's abeout my ewn way o think
in',H remarked Podijah, who heard Toms
remarks. "The most mischief is done with
the least noise, 'cordin' to my experience,
fust and last, here and there, by and large,
as the world goes Did you eysrgo court
!. in, Mister ?"
81 never did, said Tom. .a .t.
"Well, that's abeout the stillest work you
can find, reckon, though sometimes there's
heap o business done" ar E-
"Hark T" said Tom.
81 don't hear nothin' but Paul and the
gals PauPs ruther sweet on one of 'em, |
should say, though t'would be hard to choose
atween 'em. Wax my fax if it would't "
at strikes me" said Tom, /" that the air
is CROWN hot and oppressive. Listen be
quiet :here, Paul and the gals"
4 Kissing roaring sound was heard over
head. o. --#s1 . e4,le...-lE
"The house is on fire y cried Hutter-
"Some of the bloodthirsty villains have
effected an entrance through the roof"
The scout rushed up stairs and threw
open door. A dense volume of smoke,
mingled with fame, met him and drove him
back. Beds. garments, everything combus-
tible bad been piled in heap and fred
The straw, the feathers, the linen, were like
tinder; it needed but spark to kindle the
mad blaze, and that had been applied some
minutes before by a cunning and malicious
hand.
Scorched by the furious element, and half
suffocsted, Hutter mounted the stairs again,
in hopes TO combat the destructive power,
by scattering the material which fed il, but
it was too late. Pojidah Makepeace ran af-
ter him and dragged him back, half choked
by the penetrating, hot, and smoke-loaded
air. .'-
Paul Hazlehurst, in defiance of the black
asphyxiating vapors rushed TO the chamber
to close the door that had been left open,
but sank blinded and overpowered upon the
threshold. 1t was with difficulty that he
could retrace his steps. He was gasping for
breath like drowning man when he re-
joined the anxious group below.
"That door must be shet" said Pojidah,
"or We shall be smoked to death, like rats
in holel I'll shet it, or suffocate tryin'
Wax my flax if DON'T"
The tall form of Pojidah disappeared in
the mass of smoke that rolled from above
like thundercloud There was moment
of intense anxiety, then the door was heard
to close. Almost simultaneously Pojidah
tumbled down the stairs, covered with cin-
ders, his face and hands blistered, and some
of his white locks withered to ashes.
'Bravely DONE" cried Jessie. /" Ii you
have not saved Us, you have at least given
US a reprieve."
"Don't praise me- returned Pojidah
"The praises of e gal intoxicates me like
ardent speerits--fhe pootier the gal, the
drunken it makes me- ! never shall git
away from this place alive if there's any
thing desperate can do"
"Desperatel all is desperate y said Hut
ter. :" We might cut our way through and
save ourselves, perhaps if there was nothin'
of feminine natur' TO look arter; but these
gals can't stan musket balls, nor they can't
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