The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1864-05-07
Anecdote OF a Daughter of Cassius N T..
Clay,

Anecoote OF Daughter OF Cassius N I.
Clay.
A contributor sent the following narrative
to the Brooklyn Union
Morgan's command was encamped near
by, when hard-looking customer. seated
on the back of a sorry-looking nag. might
have been seen entering the gateway of an
extensive domain in Kentucky. He sham
bled of in great haste to large barn stand
ing at little distance from the spacious
mansion. The horse and rider had nearly
reached the stable door, when the Junto.hke
6gure of young lady tripped along to the
end of piazza and becEoned him to return.
AT this conjuncture, l suspect the rogue
began to feel that he had gotten himself in i.
to a scrape. He half turned on his saddle,
and for moment scrutinized the irate beau
ty; then lowering his head and Illuminating
a minute, he turned his horse around and
rode back. Our two horsemen had by this
time reached the gate, and were now with.
in hearing distance of the following piquant
colloquy
"What are you doing here 90
'Well, Miss, you see nay horse is tagged
out, and am bound to have another"
"It so happens that / am alone this morn
ing, and l protest against it. Surely you
are too good soldier to disregard the re-
monstrsnce of lady"
''Sorry, Miss, but it can't be helped. If
you like I'll leave mine in place of yours"
''No, you will not
cat this stage of the proceedings the
unrelenting savage turned sharply away and
rode in quest of his booty, and my young
friend and his companion approached the
lady. With lowering brow and compress
ed lips.
''She stood moment as a Pythoness,
Stands on her tripod, agonizsd and full
Of inspiration, gathered from Di stress"
Suddenly she wheeled around and re-en-
tered the door. She was gone but mo-
ment, and when she emerged again her slen-
der waist was encircled by a patent leather
belt, from the edge of which peeped out
two ivory handled pistols. She again sta
toned herself on the edge of the portico,
meanwhile murmuring to herself in an un-
dertone, as if speaking to her own heart,
''Perhaps be will not find me as helpless as
he thinks am
Presently the marauder made his appear.
ance once more in the adjoining enclosure,
astrlde of his own paltry pony, and leading
by bride thrown over his arm, one of her
fathers faVorite horses. Like falcon let
loose, she darted across the lawn to a par
tition fence, drew one of the pistols, and,
as her arm rested for moment on the top
most rail, the ominous "click'' was heard
at has strange quick Jar upon the ear,
That cooking of pistol, when you know
moment more will bring the sight to bear
Upon your person, twelve yards of, or SOL
All timid persons become paralyzed when
the ear, catches very threatening sound.
So it must have been with this valiant trans
gressor. Before the leaden messenger had
sped it's way to meet Kim, he refined I'D
short, and stood stock still before the as
sailsnt. She then took deliberate aim and
fired: and the ball struck his cap fair in
front and sent it flying. You may be sure,
added my youthful narrator, the scamp did
not tarry long after that. He scam ered
off, sans horse, sans cap, very much after
the fashion of John Gilpin. The heroine
of this little story was the daughter of the
Hon. Cassius n. Clay.