The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1863-05-22

anu III all 'hSe"ue ei0y "oio III iauSe
Of the pickets, rifles.
Our brave boys were not in the least
unnerved by this sudden addition I'd their
Number, but quickly came to the couclu-
sion that they would not surrender to the
ruffians until they made, at least, some Of
them bite the dust They were concealed
behind some old trees that had fallen,
and which formed kind Of breastwork,
that would shield them from the fire oi
the enemy, and impatiently awaided the
onset.
"Here they come, Bill" said his COM
paion, as the rebs advanced within fifty
yards Of them. "You challenge them. !
"Who goes there" said Bill, as he
made preparation to fire as soon as they
gave indications of resistahte.
ats none of your business, you id
cowardly yankees" said the leader of the
"busbwhakers,' for such they prove to
be. "You might just as well lay them
shotin' irons Of yourn down an cum long
with us, for we are not goin' to fool about
takin' a few lyin', cheatin yankees.''
Just as he concluded that speech, Tom
let drive at him, he raised up in his sad.
die, gave one piercing cry, and fell dead
from his horse. ...... t.f....Fu
As soon as he fell, Bill fired, and sent
another to the ground. About this time
the firing became general. The rebels
fired several round, but could not hit eth
er of the pickets. Four of their number
had fallen, two killed and the others NOR
tally wounded.
But'Bill and Tom still kept them at
bay; and every time that they discharged
their guns, rebel would fall, either dead
or wounded. .,4s -''8
They had been fighting for about half
an hour, when Tom said to his comrade,
that his ammunition was out
Ammunition out p exclaimed Bill in
alarm. What are we to do now? This is
my last cartridge"
Now it was that the brave boys began
to feel alarm for their safety. For they
were aware that II they fell into the hands
Of these rebel fiends, that they would show
them no mercy whatever.
swell, Bill, we'll do what we can, when
our powder is all, we will take the butts
of our guns, and fight them hand to hand;
| know that can knock the heads off of
a few more Of the dirty monsters, and
think that you can but the light out for
a few"
"Here goes my last load," said Bill, as
he put his finger to the trigger, and fired.
Eyes, and you brought another cursed
secesh down." exclaimed Tom in low
tone.
Bat just as the rifle flashed, pistol
ball struck Bill in the right arm, his rifle
dropped from his hand, and he exclaimed:
"Tom, I'm shot p
And as he spoke big burly negro
caught him by the throat, and said
"l'se got you now 0 ls fella"-- i
"No you haven't" said Tom, as he
brought his rifle to bear upon the assail-
mt, and dealt him blow on his head that
sent reeling to the ground.
81 guess l fixed you off, said Tom, as
,raced himself for another blow, and the
,egro was trying to arise from his pros
srate position. Ma8
Tom wentt to look after Bill, for while
lie was attending to the colored rebel,
Bill had got out Of his sight. He exam
ned every nook and corner of their for
ner place Of concealment, and at last,
Fhen he was in the act of leaving, think
ng that the rebels had capture him, he
aw spots of blond upon the ground
1hich gave evidente that Bill was not far
fl. He went several yards further, and {
,und him leaning agains a tree, his arm
leeding profusely from the wound that
e had received.
Tom had not been standing there but
few minutes, when ball came whizzing !,
asst his head " 4.
"Bill, I'm afraid Its all up with us q
ow. See they are all dismounting," !
lid Tom. as the rebel bushwhackers ad. i
anced towards them, and demanded their !