The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1865-03-03

lhoned my waterman, and relieving eacl
other at the oars, we reached Cape Vim
cent at dusk. 1t was not without re
morse that l conided my discoveries t.
Ballagan. l regretted that it had beel
my destiny to make them. The law ha'
its paid agents, of whom l was not one
My meditations might be soothed on bleal
nights to come by the thought of a miser
able man whom my officiousness had con
signed to cold prison cell. But now tina
the facts were in my possession, it wa
criminal to withhold them. l laid then
before the detective as he lay in bed, lean
ing his powerful head and neck upon s
muscular arm, and his small secretive eye
grew blank and expressionless, and he lis
tened like on deaf 1t was his profession
al way of denoting satisfaction.
lyon must take the ferry for Kingston
immediately he said. 81 will dictate {
telegram and placard; the one must bt
dispatched, and the other printed at once
upon your arrival. Write"
took up pen and paper, and he out
lined as follows:-
"To all British officials and resident,
on the st. Lawrence: |, Pepin Petit, o.
Fort Erie, Canada West, have lost eight
prime horses The thief is known to be
a small, grizzle-haired, intelligent person
near-sishted and wearing grey coat
was last seen near Kingston, and is believ-
ed to dwell on or near Wolf Island
will pay thousand dollars for his deten-
tion-he will doubtless attempt to land
between Kingston and Montreal"
dropped the pen Indignantly.
THAT is a lie, Ballagan," said, "a
trick of your craft will have nothing
to do with it,
II place you under arrest =" thunder
ed the giant, dashing away his coverlcts
Il have noticed your squeamishness the
law will hold you as an accomplice of the
torger, it is in your power to serve Justice
YOU refuse ?-how will public opinion
brand you?
saw my mistake, and confessed it
My companion was remorseless as Il tiger
They paint justice blind, her ministers arc
all too keen, but this man had no heart
he could not comprehend a scruple, he
deSpised Il sentiment of fear-if his new
born babe had stood between himself and
Jules Ingram, he would have trampled ii
down. | compared him only to the blood
hound at the end of the scent-half dead
with fatigue as he was, his jaw. were
quivering new-the tracks of the game
were fresh, the smell of blood was In hi.
nostrils. he was up and alert. That night
the trains on the Grand Trunk railwa,
carried hand-bill$ to every riverside vii.
lage-the Canada shore was closed agains,
the torger as securely as the American
shore had already been. Horse-thievins
was not less hcinouS than murder, whcr,
live stock constituted the sole riches of ;
people; they would watch for Jules In
cram like savages nouriShing Il reudetta
| liz Nourt uaNC uut tlliSc tiltCl il'ttlN Is. ~
take to the forests, at the peril of bein.
devoured by panthers, to drift upon tn,
broad Ontario, and perish 10y storm OF
hunger. or to follow the current of tn,
river among the thousand renowned isles
daring the passage Of the rapids, until ov
ertaking some European-bound vessel il
the gulf he mi ght bid farewell to the New
World. l slept little during the night
and sought the quay one hour before day
break, that | might take the first ferry to
Cape Vincent. The steamer had no
come in, and as the air was very cool,
re>orted to the furnace of tow-boat jus
firing up alongside the wharf; the deck
hands were all gathered at the windows
peering in the darkness towards the Amer
lean shore
'What are you expecting, boys?"
asked
"The ashoshiashun fur the pertcktiol
Of property in hosses," said grimy engi
neer, - has gone off to the island to burr
out a hoss-thief. They been suspectin
him for week: tonight a fellow from
Fort Erie brought positive proof. W.
are a-looking out for the blaze"
In few moments the sky in mid-horl
son lighted up; the woody outlines of tn
island were revealed hickeringly, shadow
of flame were reflected across the broad
dark currant, and soon we made out
black object advancing in the glare
was the ferry-boat, and the first man t.
step ashore was Ballagan.
"Our friend has escaped" he said
''he left me a curious paper by his lady
who, unfortunately, has no dwelling a
present, and | have given her shelter il
the Jail"
I | took the note in my hands, the wri
ting was clear and beautiful, as if engrav
ed-"To the detective stopping at Cap
Vincent. | would respectfully suggges
that you are doing yourself and ME wrong
not to say injustice. If you capture me
you make, say, three thousand dollars
give me fair play one week, and l Wi
give myself a hundred thousand dollars
t and YOU twenty thousand. This is a
honest proportion, consider it. l kno,
that Canada and the states are alike shl
to me. but | still live, and will never b
> taken alive. INGRAM"
My first contributions to the Canada
journals were suggested by Bauagan, an
appeared next morning. They were in
tended to infame public sentiment, an
: related certain fables of Ingram's feats q
running stock out of the colony. On tn
5 same night, every fireside from Toront
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