Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1865-05-18

and called for something to drink. While
the bar-keeper was preparing it, | said
to him, carelessly:
"There was young man here this
morning with very black hair and dark
eyes; he was of medium height, but
stopped little"
Il suppose you saw him here" repli-
ed the bar keeper. 'He did not stay
long, however, but left with Mr.. Theo-
dore Munsel, Of Parkyille,"
"You know Mr.. Theodore Munsel, Of
Parkville, then?'
eyes, indeed
"What sort Of man is he 2"
ga very rough customer" ;"
GLOW do you mean rough ?"
''He's been tried for his life twice,
but managed to escape
'sYou say he lives at Parkville ?"
"No, that's his post town; but he
lives in the woods five miles from the
village"
GLOW can 7 get there p
"You had better drive to Parkville,
which is twelve miles off, and then in
quire your way-his house is rather
hard to find
The next day got horse and bug
gy and drove to Parkyills the horse,
however, fell dead lame just as entered
the village, and could proceed no further.
[ drove up to the tavern, and determin-
ed to proceed the rest Of the way on foot.
After making particular inquiries as to
my road, I set off on my five miles walk.
I did not suppose that was known to
Munsel, and my intention was to verify
bis actual presence, and then return the
next day with the proper officers to ar
rest him.
Tt was beautiful July evening, just
cool enough to render walking a pleas
ant exercise. It was dusk when [ start
ed, and 7 had not walked mile before
it came quite dark. But [ had inform
ed myself SO well as to the right road,
that thought could not mistake ii
It soon, however, became apparent to
me that great change had taken place
in the scenery around me. Instead Of
the road being clear and open, as it was
when I first set out, large trees loomed
up on each side Of me, and the road be-
came very bad-entirely different from
the smooth gravelod surface | had first
passed over. But / still pressed on,
not even suspecting that | had lost my
way. Inow began to get tired. | must
have walked at least two hours before
any doubt entered my head.
BY this time the broad road had de.
generated into narrow path. ! knew,
then, that there must be something
wrong, for the people Of the town, ol
whom I had enquired, had informed me
that the road to Mr. Theodore Munsel'
house was pretty good all the way.
paused for moment irresolute, and did
not know whether to rtrace my steps OF
press forward. Tt had now become pitch
dark, and I determined to 90 on, well as
sured that could never find my way back
I had not proceeded many steps before
become convinced that [ was wandering
about in forest The underbush began
now to seriously impede my progress, and
[ found great difficulty in keeping on my
feet.
Ny position was anything but agree
able-in the midst of forest on dark
night. I cannot tell how I passed the
three ensuing hours - they appeared
three centuries to me- I Isuppose I must
have walked the same path over and
over again. [ was at last completely
overcome by physical fatigue, and sank
exhausted on the stump Of tree.
I rested my head on my hands, and
determined to pass the night there, be-
ing now certain that it was perfectly fu-
tile endeavoring to find my way till morn
ing. While in this STOPPING position, !
thought I saw light glimmer through
the trees. [ looked earnestly, and be
came convinced such was really thcfact
I Immediately determined to make for il
hoping to find shelter for the night. I
advanced in that direction, and soon
reached ilapidated house built entire
ly Of wood. 1t was a miserable looking
abode, and had it not been for my tired
condition, should have besitatcd seek
ing its shelter But any thing was bet
ter than spending night in The forest,
so reaolutely knocked at the door. Ny
summons was for some time UNDECIDED,
and it was not till had knocked again,
and again. that the door opened, and a
gruf voice asked what I wanted
"Can you give ne lodging for the
night u | replied.
was told to come in, and found myself
in room Of moderate SIZE miserably fur.
nished. 4 log fire was burning on the
hearth; and two persons occupied the ap
partment. The one that opened the door
to me was a man about fifty years Of age,
very stoutly built and possessed Of a very
sinister expression Of countenance The
second occupant was none other than the
absconding clerk / then knew that / was
in Mr. Munsel's house, and congratulated
myself on my good fortune. noticed that
as / entered he cast a scrutinizing glance
at me, but as | felt assured he did not
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