Weekly Trinity journal., 1862-09-27

/ the cracking of the well seasoned timbers. dry
with century of prepaI alton, could be beard
at great distance.
There will be one rebel shelter less tonight.
| It's pity that they were not all burned down ,
| then the King would have more friends on this
side of the water These rebels are like dogs
q good whipping makes him better uaturpd. The
house il nearly consumed, for the embers are
beginning to fly before the evening breeze. BY
file, TO the right face, trot," aud the borseman
wheeled into the road
Fifty guineas you say. Colonel, if 1 take Van
Dyke?" asked Classen again.
''Ycs, fifty guneas."
Then ] will leave you here and keep watch
around. He may return here before great
while Where do you hal" !"
"At the Oaks, five miles Of, and stop for an
hour or two, for the forage party. II anything
should oceur within that time, you know where
TO find me-"
The officer and troop rode away,
Classpn fingered around and gradually ap-
preached the building which was with the ex
ception Of the brick walls, heap Of ruins.
$50, John Classen, you have glutted your
vengeance upon me, aud this is your work. viper
and wrrich!'
Clssscn turned and bpheld within six feet Of
him, Van Dyke leaning on his musket.
"No, no, Peter" be mutlerred, trembling as
he spoke at was the British officer. You
"Speak not another word liar, or / shall for
get myself and blow your brains out. heard
all. You are to have ffty gninrus for apprehend-
ing me. | am everything that is bad. came to
burn your house down, but fed when your friends
approached Wretch !! it was | who saved your
dwelling and your worthless carcass, and these
ruins are my reward"
"Peter, dear Peter"
"Scoundrrl do not apply that word dear TO
fes1d I ndS ham th, nfa a ma kp
Listen John Classen. The chief reason of your
animosty is because Kate Vessels preferred my
haud to yours. Thank God she and her father
are both safe from your persecution, for they are
now within the American lines. Now. hear me.
| spare you this time for you are unarmed but
when we next meet, be it in town or village, for
est or road, wedding or funeral-t is your lille
or mine. Gol'
Classen waited for no second bidding, but dis
appeared in the direction taken by the soldiers,
in double quick time, his hair standing on end
for like all other great rognes, he was as coward
y as he was bad. Van Dyke paused moment,
and thus pondertd in his own mind
THAT scoundrel will bring some of those
hor,emen back, for he will imagine that will
inger two or three hours around this old place
Yes. yes-l will after some twenty of our lads
and prepare all ambush for them. Fifty guineas
will draw Classen anywhere, coward that he is,
especially when backed by the red coats"
1t was not long before Van Dyke returned
with his party whom he gathered by signal, aud
as night had fallen, they took their stations
am"ng the willows by the banks Of the brook,
where they could remain unperceived For the
space Of an hour all was still, and then the dis
tant tramp of horses was heard.
Here they come" said Van Dyke. Each
choose his man, but leave Classen TO me-you
know him by the cap he wears. will give the
word when to fire."
In short time the party of horsemen rode up
to the willows, and true enough they were red
coats headed by lieutenant, with Classen.
Fire - shouted Van Dyke.
SO sudden aud deadly was the aim that not
more than bali dczrn remained in their saddles,
who wheeled their horses and fed quickly as
possible. Van Dyke had Intentionally aimed at
the horse of Cassen, and he fell with his rider.
To secure Classen was the work of moment
Now, lads, bring out rope and throw it
over that willow branch We have alarmed the
enemy and they will be down upon u.s."
Mercy mercy - cried Classen
All in vain. The moose was slipped over his
head, they strung him up, and there he was left
un:i he was a corpse. The burning Of the
1" Willows " had been avenged.