North Branch democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Pa.) 1854-1867, 1865-04-26

which was given him. He offered to pay fol
this, but the man of the house declined to re-
ceve any money and invited him to make hi.
home. there for few days.
"No," returned Bradway, "T intend tc
leave to day"
"You don't look as if you'd got strength
to 60 far" SAID the man in kindly tone.
81 have that within which will sustain me- ,
replied Bradway.
He then inquired into the particulars Of
the awful tragedy and the direction taken
by the murderers-speaking calmly hiuself
and listened calmly to all tho replies-his
features the while retaining their unna tural
livid hue, and then displaying no signs oil
emotion, save now and then a perceptible
quiver of the bloodless lips. AS he passed
through the village, after taking leave of this
family; he was several times stopped by diff
ferent parties, who wanted to enter into cont
versation with him, and find out what he
intended to do, but he gave them only eva
sive answers and slipped off as quietly as
possible.
1t was about two months after this that
George Harbaugh. late one night was picking
bis way through the dark streets of Nacog-
doches from gambling house IN his lodg-
lngs, when man came up to him AMI qui-
city said: "Good evening, sir {"
Whore you p? and what dye want !?
demanded the ruffian in gruff, surly tone,
at the same time thrustlng his right hand
into his bosom as if to draw q pistol.
Cd not be alarmed, sir % returned the
stranger; shut permit me to ask you one or
two questions. In the first place, is yo ur
name George Harbaugh ?'' ......
swell, what of it, wha ther it is or isn't 2:
was the uncVi demand.
"If 1t is, owe you something which
wish to pay" returned the stranger ''and if
1t is not, perhaps you can put me in the way
10 find the person seek"
"What do You owe me for, and how muchY
inquired tine gambler, taking his hand from
his bosom.
81 am right, then, in supposing address
George Harbaugh himself?"
eyes, that's my name. What's yours, aud
where'd We ever meet before ?"
IF l am not mistaken" pursued the
stranger, 'you with two companions, were al
the village of-nn the Red river, on the
night of the sixth of September last 2"
"Ha what's this ?" cried The rufian.
springing back, aud again thrusting his hand
into his bosom.
He had not time for more, ere, with
flash and crack, ball passed through his
breast. AS he stsgger ed and fell, shouting
murder sharp knife was drawn across his
throat, and the name of William Bradway
hlssed into his dying ear. 1t was the las,
earthly sound he ever heard. He was found
murdered. but his assassin was not discovered
During the winter following, James Faw-
Get went among the Choctaws to purchase
horses. While trading with the Indians he
fell in with a small dealer, who, for a triHlng
consideration, offered to assist him in taking
his horses to the settlement some t~o hun
dred miles distant, whele he expected to
dispose OF them at heavy profit. The bsr
gain was struck, and, with fifteen horses,
James Fawcet set off with bis assistant
through long stretch of wilderness. On
the cecond night as the gambler and murder,
er sat smoking before the camp fire he was
suddenly startled by finding moose drop
ped over his head and shoulders and drawn
arouad his body, 30 as to pinion his arms. -
In less than q minute, notwithstanding
vigorous resistance on his part, he was liter
ally bound hand amp foot, and lay stretched
on thesearth as helpless 40 an infant.
"What's the meaning of this Do you in
tend to murder me 2'' he demanded, in voice
made tremulous by fear.
~ suppose you do not recoect ever hav-
ing seen me before you met me in the Indian
village % said the man who had been acting
as his assistant, as he now stood over his
PROSTATE form
"No, of course not Where had l ever
seen you before % replied Fawcet.
Lie L0tuONcu d wig Va uAlEs Euu
patch from one eye, and then quickly said
''Do you know me now ?"
"Well,t does seem as if had seen you be-
forc, but can't tel! WHERE" said the iuf-
| fan.
"Do you remember the woman and chill
dren you helped to murder on the 9th of last
September ~
"Ha you're Broadway !" cried the villain,
in tone of despair.
civilian Bradway, at your service the
same IN name as when you knew me, but not
the same in nature. Tnen would not have
harmed you but now would execute the
vengeance of a wronged husband and faith
er"
"Mercy !" gasped Fawcet.
"Did you show any ?"