The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1861-06-01

The stranger. who seemed greatly alarmed
declared he knew nothing of it and that he
was only a boarder there. Without au,s.
tioning him further the Colonel sprang ur
strairS, and we all followed to the topmosl
story. whence, by means of ladder, he
clambered to the roof, cut down the flag with
Winser's knife and brought it from its stall.
There were two men in bed in the garnet
whom we had not observed at all when wc
entered. their position being somewhat con.
cealed. but who now rose in great apparent
amazcment. although observed that the v
were more than half dressed We at once
turned to descend, Private Brownell leading
the way. and Colonel Ellsworth immediately
following him with the flag. AS Brownell
reached the first landing place. or entry,
after descent of some dozen steps, q man
jumped from dark passage, and hardly
noticing the private, leveled double bar
relied gun square at the Colonel's breast
Brewnell made quick pass to turn the gun
aside. but the fellow hand was firm, and he
discharged one barrel straight to its aim. the
slugs or buck shot with which it was loaded
entering the Colonel's heart. and killing him
at the instant. | think my arm was resting
on poor Elsworth's shoulder at the moment.
At any rate, he seemed 10 fall almost from
my own grasp. lie was on the second or
third step from The landing, and he dropped
forwarded with that heavy, horrible. head
long weight which always comes of sudden
death inflicted in this manner. His asSailant
had turned like flash to give the contents
of the other barrel to Brownell, but either he
could not command his ann, or the Zuuave
was too quick with him, for the slugs went
over his head and passed through the panels
and wainscot OF door which sheltered some
sleeping dodgers. simultaneously with this
second shot. and sounding like the echo OF
the first, Brownell's rifle was heard, and the
assassin staggered backward. lie was hit
exactly in the middle of the face, and the
wound. as afterwards saw it. was the most
tfighttnl ever witnessed. or course Brow.
nell did not know how fatal his shot had
been. and so before the man dropped, nc
thurs: his Saber bayonet through ard through
the body, the force of the tiow sending the
dead man violently down the upper section
ct the second flight of stairs, at the foot OF
which he lay with his face to the floor
Wlnscr ran from above crying, "Who is
hil!' but as he glanced downward by our
feet, he needed no answer.
We conclude our sketch of Col, Ellsworth
with the following beautiful and patriotic
tribute to that young hero, written by J. w
forney, of the Philadelphia Press:
To Ellsworth.
SO young. so brave, SO early called,
We mourn above his laureled bier
His name on every heart enrolled,
To friends and home, and country dear.
Struck BY the traitors reckless hand,
Falling without u chance to raise
His sincwy arm with flashing brand;
And in the morning Of his days,
Entering upon the eternal land.
He goes his waiting God to meet,
Without sin, without fear;
And as he walks the golden street,
or you fair far and wondrous sphere,
The angels all their harps will bring,
And hymn their holy welcsming