Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1861-02-01


did little o. no execution-the defenders re-
plying with their death dealing riee1, caus-
ing many q tawny savage and Mexican TO
bite the dust. But why pFOlong this fatal
scene. Suffice It TO say that the rancho was
carried By storm after desperate resistance,
and every person, male and female, butchered
except our hero, who was taken prisoner and
conveyed to Mexico by the Indians after
burning and plundering the rancho. Our
hero hhed many bitter tears over the unhap-
py fate Of bis diuling Estella, and kind and
generous relatives.
BE remained prisoner three months,
and, strange to say, although closely watched,
was not subjected to any cruel treatment
One day the tribe, whose captive he was,
started out on q maranding expedition, leay-
ing him in the charge Of a powerful Indian.
he was the very savage who bad scalded and
tomahawked bis beautiful Estella. The In
dian, indulging freely in tOlqus, soon fell
asleep. It was but the work Of moment
for our hero 70 unsheath the scalpi-g-kniie
from the sleeping savage. and plant il in his
heart Estella was avenged Seizing the
Indians rife and ammunition, he started OF
IN a northerly direction, and In three days
reached the Rio Grande, where he found a
canoe and crossed, and soon reached Browns
vile, Texas.
Here, be met three Texan drovers, who
we're about to start with an immense drove
Of cattle to Carlinville Macoupin county in
this State. Being gshrtot bands, they offered
TO hire him TO 20 with them and help them
drive. Rendered destitute by being deprived
Of everything by the marauders, be gladly
accepted their offer and went.
Arriving at Cariinville, he determined to
return to England, and boldly proclaim bis
rights. Accordingly be took the cars for the
East While travelling on the New York 4
Erie Railioad, he fell in with a nobls-hearted
mrmer, named Preston F. Sappington, OF
Point Isabel this county, who induced him
to return with him TO Clinton, for the pr
bose of stadying Law with Mr.. L. Weldon
Our hero, however, dislilked the profession,
and as we have stated above, was employed
in this Office, by Mr.. Sacketti and laeiy by
Mr. Stansbury. While here during the
October term Of the Circuit Court he stated
his case TO Hon. Abraham Lincoln, who i'm
mediately wrote to the British Consul at
Chicago.
Two days afterwards, the British Consul,
Hon. Mr.. wilkins arrived in this place
fter listening to Fenwick'J ; story, and hay-
ing a long consultation with Messrs. Lin
coin and Stansbury, he took him to Chicago,
and employed him in his Office. In the
meantime, the Consul wrote to England
making inouieics in regard to Sir John Fen
wick, and could only hear tina he was trav
cling on the Continent but could not ascer-
tain the precise spot
The Prince Of Wales while travelling IN this
country, it will be recollected, stopped IN
| Chicago. There the Consul introduced our
hero TO the Prince, who became convinced Of
/ the truth Of his statement. de accompanied
the Prince through the United States, and
went with him to England.
On arriving in England our young hero
proceeded Immediately to the ancestral Hall,
where he was informed BY the servants that
one of his aunts, who had caused him and bis
/ mother so much trouble and unhappiness,
was now on her death bed, attended by heI
brother, Sir John Fenwiek. He entered the
chamber OF death! The ghas,ly visage ofthe
diving woman became still ghasuier, when she
beheld The boy whom she and her sister had
so deeply wronged. She Immediately con-
fessed that the tale they had invented TO blasi
the reputation of Lady Clara and ruin his anc
her innocent son. was without fsundation-
that Clara was a good and true wife until h'
drove her away and spurned her. Lord Fen.
wick folded bis long lost son to his heart and
shed tears Of Joy over him. The woman dice
in few moments after making the comics
sion. Her sister is at present the inmate o
a convent and strives to atone for her black
hearted treachery by fasting, penitence anC
prayer.
In quiet, sequestered vale, near swee
little village in Provence, in the south
France, are two graves, over which IS place.
a single plain, white tombstone, on which i
engraved the following simple inscription;
SACRED