Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1865-04-12
"No, Of course not Where had /

ever seen YOU before ?" replied Fawcet
The other removed a wig of long hair,
and patch from one eye, and then
quickly said ''Do you know me now?'
sWell, it does seem as if had seen
you before, but / can't tell where" said
the ruffian.
"Do you remember the woman and
children YOU helped to murder on the 9th
of last September 20
"Ha! you're Bradway!'' cried the
villain. in tone of despair
.sWiliam Bradway, at your service
the same in name as when you knew me,
but not the same in nature Then |
would not have harmed you but now 1
would execute the vengeance of wrong
ed husband and father
"Mercy!" gasped Fawcet
ss Did you show any %
ssYou will not murder me p
"You must die, | have sworn it. /
have followed you to rid the earth of a
monster Harbaugh fell by my hand; ]
shall not spare you, and then to hunt
down John Ellery Say you prayers, if
you have any to say, for your minutes
are numbered ?"
"Mercy, mercy!" gasped the terrified
ruffian.
The avengcr made no further reply, but
deliberately proceeded to f,sten rope,
with a moose, around the neck of Fawcet.
This done he dragged him to a sappling,
bent it over, secured the other end of the
rope near its top, and let it go.
With a wild, unearthly yell, the second
murderer was ierked 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, he rode swiftly away,
leaving the other horses, and the money
on the person of the dead man, to who
ever might find them.
1t might have been six months after the
terrible death of the ruffian just recorded,
that two men sat in private room of
gambling den in Natchez, playing cards
for money. Piles of gold and silver and
rolls of bank notes were OH the table be-
tween the men, and each was stalking his
money freely, and apparently considering
nothing bat how TO beggar the other by
his superior skill or knavcry.
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 -
A bottle and tumblers stood on the ia
BILE just behind the first speaker. who got
up and turned round and poured ont two
glasses--his companion, who had the
deal, improving the opportunity as well
rs he could arrange the cards so to give
himself winning hand. The man who
poured ont the liquor now handed one to
the gambler at the table and held the
other himself. ready for drinking.
sTo the cholera - he said, quietly
nodding to the other-for the malady
bad at that time begun It's work of des-
tructiOn.
"To the cholera be it then, and let it
do its work !" cried the gambler, with
forced bravado, turning somewhat pale,
and tossing of his glass at a gulp.
The other drank quietly, replaced the
gambling board. For few minutes
there was no remark made, except what
concerned the game and then tie one
who bad parti,l!y 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,''
ssYou look very pale" returned the
other think you are going TO die"
Well, you're a pretty comforter, l
must say."
''I think you will find me 50 present
ly."
''Ah?" groaned the gambler, dropping
the cards and clasping his stomach with
both hands, s.. am on fire inside.
"Of course you are,
GLOW, of course2 What do you
know about it? Have | got the chole-
ra ?" demanded the gambler somewhat
! fiercely.
Listen to me few moments, and
Won will know and understand all. There
were once three companions named
| George Harbaugh, James Fawcet,- and
/ John Eller A little more than year
ago. they murdered an innocent woman
! and two children, in the village Oh,
while the husband and father, William
| Bradway, was away. When he returned
and learned all the horrid particulars, ne
swore solemn oath that he would never
er rest in peace till he should have hunt
cd them all down, and put an end to their