The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1863-04-08

4, placed the insult upon me, and both Of your
insults are such As no qsatleBaa would have
been guilty Of Lead the way, sir.'
The Cafs De Gae7re is situated on the low.
er side Of the same square upon which stands
the Opera House, and thither the small party
tarnsd their steps. Back OF the CgJs ran out
long gallery, used for fencing and pisto
shooting, and to this room the enraged
Frenchman led the way.
Now sir said Mardslot, what are your
weaponsr
4 want cutlas that weighs at least six
pounds ...Is jas 's.1I
| understand my own game, and you can
play yours replied Tom, as he cast look
OF defiance at his antagonist; but look out
for your 6ugers.'
Come on, then.'
No sooner were the words spoken than
Tom crossed the opposite weapon, and then
with sweeping flourish which took the
other by surprise, he brought back stroke'
50 quick and powerful, that the Frenchman's s
cutlass went flying to the other extremity OF
the room and as it strnck with loud ring,
our hero etly..remarked-
go, pick it mp, SIR
When Mardelot again came to the mark,
the fire Of his eye told plainly that hs had
set his soul to the task, aud Clinton whis.
pered-
He's after you. Wallace; now be care
full
This time the Frenchman held his wea.
pom with firmer grip, and Tom soon found
that he had to deal with man who was not
easily tooled; yet he had decided advant-
age for he was stronger than Mardelot, and
could handle the heavy cutlass with more
lorce. At length, whilo Mardelot was vain. :.
ly trying to work in favorite thrust, Tom
commenced his favorite game-the regular
blulf--and as his cu,lsss began to describe
Its iniinitesimal acres and triangles, his ad =.
versary actually recoiled be tore the light
ming flashes OF tho swiftly sweeping blade,
and Tor aninstant his point dropped. The ea>
gle eye of our Yankee caught The movement
and down came the fat of the ponderous
blade like discharged thunderbolt, upon
the bead OF Monster Jean Mardelot.
'Eatend iH?' asked the astonished officer,
turning to Toms second, and seeming to
doubt whether he had heard rightly. 'Si1
huefsF Non Diea, IL ne salt pas 90 quill
reWt
You have understood him rightly re.
Piled the Englishman, he knows perfectly
what he asks
Jean Mardclot would have chosen the
light sword, or rapier, but he had to give in,
and pair of stout, metal hilted cutlases
were procured. The wespens were about
twenty seven inches in length, double edged
and sharp, weighing between five and six
pounds each. With this weapon Tom Wal
lace felt at home, for on bosrd his own ship
he was considered the most expert cutlass
player among the crew; but the mode Of op.
era'lon which was practiced was one pecu-
liarly his own, and generally went by the
name OF the old sledge game Its movement
were awkward in the extreme, but at the
same time calculated to prove very deceptive
to the stranger. consisting OF 8 series OF
gymnastic manipulatons not very unlike
the lrishman's mode ofhandling his 'darlint
sprig'
DO you understand these. weapons?'
asked the Frenchman, az hs carNGlly bal
lanced his cutass and took his position.
There, SIR said tom, turning to the French
second, az his adversary settlel upon the
floor lide skull cracked OK, you'd better
put le Acier Jean to bed as soon as posi-
BILE, for | think he is troubled with a severe
headache
Bravo! bravo shouted Captain Clinton,
as he seized our hero's hand; that was no.
bly, done; you must sup with me to night
'But, SIR suggested Tom, L am only a
petty officer in the u s. NAVY, and you sir,
are captain. am afraid | have already
got myself into hot water
Never mind that replied Clinton. III |
were on duty it would be another thing; and
as to there being any trouble springng from
this, you need not fear, for the qutrrel was
all Of his own seeking. But you must sup
with me-so come along
Tom Wallace did sup with an English
cavalry captain; AMI in two days afterwards
the French steamer 'le Tanerry' went to
sea minus har third Lieutenant, which ndi
Vidusl was up at the hospital with serious.
ly cracked skull, anil in all probability ru
that is, il his brain was clear-upe
on the standard value OF French heads when
brought within range of a six pound Yankee
cutlass.