The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-04-28

for your zeal in defending him. He is from
the North, and has been suspected, and is
accused of being an abolitionist and dan
gerous man You do not deny sheltering
him, and refusing to give him up. If you
persist in this, you must take the conse
quences. ask you, for the last time, il
you will inform US of his whereabouts p
sAnd again l answer-No"
''Mr. Bradley, there is also another serious
| charge against you, and your conduct in the
! present instance fully confirms it. You are
accused of giving aid and comfort to the en-
emies of your country. What have you tx
say to that?"
81 say it is false and he who makes it is {
villain
81 accuse him of being traitor, aiding
the cause of the Union," said Simpson.
eff my adherence to the Union merits fol
me the name of traitor, then l am proud O
it. have been for the Union, am still fol
the Union, and will be for the Union so long
as life lasts !" t
At these words the chairman clutched 6
pistol that lay upon the table before him, anC
the bright blade of Simpsons bowie-knifC
glittered near Bradley's breast, but before
he could make the fatal plunge, a swift
winged messenger of death laid him deaC
at the feet of his intended victim; while, al
the same instant another plunged into the
heart of the chairman, and he fell forward
over the table, extinguishing the light anc
leaving all in darkness
Confusion reigned. The inmates of the
room were panic-stricken.
In the midst of the confusion, firm hanc
rested upon Bradley's shoulder-his bonds
were severed, and he hurried out Of the oper
window He was again free man; bu
fastened forward into the woods at the bach
of the tavern, and through them to abroad &
quarter Of q mile distant-then into wag
on, and was driven rapidly off. In half al
hour the smith made one Of the party at the
rendezvous, that was to start at midnight
across the mountains.
'John," said the patriotic smith, az he
grasped the hand of his rescuer, while his
eyes glistened and a tear coursed down hi'
furrowed cheek, ~ should much like to SEE
Matte before go"
"You shall, was the reply.
In another hour the blacksmith clasped
his daughter to his bosom.
1t was an affecting scene-there, in thai
lone house in the wilderness, surrounded by
men who hadabeen driven from their homes
for their attachment to the principles fol
which the patriot fathers fought, bled anC
died-the sturdy smith, type Of the heroes
of other days, pressing his daughter to hi:
breast, while the tears coursed down his
furrowed cheeks
He felt that perhaps it was to be his last
embrace; for his resolute heart had resolved
ia sacrifice all upon the altar Of his country.
and he could no longer watch over the safe
ty of his only child. Was she to be left tC
the mercy of the paricidal wretches who
were attempting to destroy the country thai
had given them birth, nursed their infancy
and opened a wide field for them wherein
to- display the abilities with which nature
2lsds endowed them?
sMr Bradley" said his rescuer, after {
short pause, ''as you leave the State, it vii
be necessary, in these troubIous times fol
Matte to have a protector, and | have
thought that our marriage had better take
place to night"
"WeIl, john" he said, as he relinquisheC
his embrace and gazed with a fond look a
her who was so dear to him, Il shall no
ODlGCt. IL 4IdILiC 10
Oh, we arranged that as we came along,
replied the young man.
Matte blushed, but said nothing.
In short time the hunted-down ministe
was called upon to perform a marriage ser
vice in that lone house.
1t was an impressive scene. Yet no dia
dems glittered upon the neck of the bride
no pearls Iooped up her tresses; but a pure
love gIowed within her heart as she gave
utterance to vow which was registered ii
heaven.
Bradley soon after the ceremony, bad'
his daughter and husband an affectionatC
farewell, and set out with his friends to joir
others who had been driven from their home:
and were now rallying under the old flag tc
fight for the Union, and, as they said, IRE
deera old Tennessee !"