The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1865-07-19

indians he fell in with small dealer, who,
for trifing consideration, ,ofeted to assist
him IN taking his horses to the settlement
some two hundred miles distant, where
he expected to dispose Of them at q heavy
profit. The bargain was struck and, with
fifteen horses, James Fawcet set of with
his assistant through long stretch Of
wilderness. On the second night, as the
gambler and murderer sat smoking before
the campfire, be was suddenly startled BY
finding moose dropped over his head and
shoulders and drawn around his body, so
as to pinion his arms. II less than
minute Notwithstanding vigorous re.
sistance on his part, he lay stretched on
the earth as helpless as an infant.
whats the meaning of this? Do you
intend to murder mo?" he demanded in
voice made tremulous by fear.
II suppose you do not reoollect ever
having seen me before you met me in the
Indian village? 2" said the man who had
been acting as bis assistant, as he now
stood over his prestrate form.
"No, of course not ! where had ever
seen you before 2" replied Fawoet.
The other removed wig of long hair
and patch from one eye,aud then quick
ly said: "Do you know me now Z"
"Well, it does seem as if had seen
you before, but can't tell where" said
the rufian.
"Do you remember the woman and
children you helped to murder on the 9th
of last September z"
"Ha you're BradWay !" cried the vii,
lain, in tone of despair.
William Bradway, at your service
the same in name as when you knew me,
but not the same nature. Then I would
not have harmed you; but now I would
execute the vengeance Of TTonged hus-
band and father"
"MercyI" gasped Fawcet.
"Did you show any ?'
"You will not murder neW
"You must die, I have sworn it. I
have followed you to rid the Garth of
monster. Harbaugh fell by my hand !;
I shall not spare you, and then to hunt
down John Ellery! Say your prayers, if
you have any to say, for your minutes are
numbered ~
"Mercy, mercy" grsped the terrified
rufian.
The aYenger made no further reply but
deliberately proceeded to fasten rope
with a Moose, around the neck of Fawcet.
This done, he dragged him to sapling,
bent it over, secured the other end of tie
rope near It's top, and let it 60.
With wild unearthly yell, the second
murderer was jerked up from the earth,
and hung dangling, swinging, and strug.
Cling few feet from the ground. Brad
way looked calmly on, till the body be-
came still in death and then, mounting
his own horse, be rode swiftly away, ,leav-
ing the other horses and the money on
TIE person of the dead man, to whoever
might find them.
1t might have been six months after
the terrible death of the ruEan just re.
corded, that two men sat in q private
room Of gambling den in Natchez,p play I
ing cards for money. Piles Of gold and
silver and rolls of bank notes were on the /
table between the men, and each was
stalking his money freely, and apparently /
considering nothing but how to beggar
the other by his superior skill or knavery.
"You know," said one of the two men.
"that We are to play till one of-us wins
ALL"
"Suppose we take another drink on it,"
"Agreed 2"
A bottle and tumblers stood CD the
table just behind the first speaker, whof
got up and turned round and poured out
two glasses-his companion, who had the
deal, improving the opertunity as we'll as
he could to arrange the cards 50 as to give /
himself q winning hand. The mau who /
poured out the liquor now handed one to
the gambler at the table and held the
ether himself ready for drinking.
mTo the choleraI' he said, quietly nod
ding to the other-for the malady had at
that time begun its work Of destruction
"To the cholera be it then, and let II
do its work p cried the gambler, with /
forced braYado, turning somewhat pale,
and tossing off his glass at one gulp.
The other drank quietly, replaced the
two tumblers, and resumed his seat at
the gambling board. For few minutes
there was 10 Temark made, except what
concerned the game; and then one who
had partially packed the cards,as he raked
down large sum he had just won, said,
looking up, with an expression of alarm,
"By heavens -! feel very strange"
"You look very pale, returned the 9TH
er-'I think you are going to die"
DWELL, you're a pretty comforter, l
must say !"
81 think you viii find me so presently"
"Ah?" groaned the gambler, dropping
tho cards and cIasning bis stomash witt |