Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1865-01-18
VOL. l2---NO. !.

! 'll it'i " ii' u a aIdNN'Ni l't
while at the postcics," said the gil, and
/ didn't give tie rascal who kept ita chance
( to rob and murder him, but RIDE foI ward
Oh his way, he generally found lis horse
lame before he had gone any great dis
tance Then he would return IL the 10
S;a1u, where he would decide 10 pass The
night probably, unable 10 discover the
cause of his horses laIneness. Next, he
would be killed IN the course of the night,
and his remains thrown into the cleft
known 10 the present day as the Rift Of
Dealt. The horse would be all right.
One tou h of knife would remove the
thread of strong waxed silk tied 20 tight
/ ly by the rubber Est above tie animals
! paslern, and concealed among The hair,
! causing temporary lamene>s. That hea-
u c is what we call the cinto,'' said Mar
g3riia, with Il no1rtte charming in one so
well, never mind.
Pasqnale prospered so greatly on his
murders, ans; acquired such grand stud
| OF lurse-s by me;.ns of the cjnt0. that, like
all sh"ddy men, he became very soiicitous
! about his life. Once he caught tartar
III Il traveller who gave him The contents
of his pistol instead of his purse. This
warning the wounded Pasquale took Sc
riously TO heart. He FURNISHED up an
old suit Of ancestral a-m"r. Q'asquale
maintained ancestorsl and in this he con
timed to pursue his unholy calling-an
irun-clad man from head To foot Better
for Pasquale he had gone iii brass
There was Jesuit missionary in these
parts, well known and greatly esteemed
rs the Padre Rartu!o. l think there is
work of ii- :tant upon the genicgy Of
the district III wIirh l am supposed Ia be
>oinurl;ng. Tie convent 10 which Bar
tuIo belonged, enjoyed Il reputation for
wealth, and To dr>poi that institution OF
Its treasure had hong been scheme that
lay deeply coiled at the bottom OF the
robher Pasqu;lc-s heart.
The willy Jesuit was aware of this. He
even got iidngs of certain time at
which Pasquales plan was TO be put into
execution, and ic resolved I" Illustrate it
after fashion o. his own. Pasquale
had fifty brigands TO back him.
1; WAS lovely morning as the Padre
Bartolo arrived al the head of the pass of
Tamara uI,on his mule. He was not
startled at the vision of an iron-clad war
rior ON horseback just emerging from the
gorge, for he knew Pasquale well, and
had once undertaken to convert him, but
il was not To he "Mv son." said the
Padre mendaciuusly, addressing the rob-
Der in his most dulcet tones: - pray
for YOU daily. Just now | cursed YOU
however | retract. As l arrived al the
high ground mile behind me | observed
from il that OR convent is in flames, ard
that there is II wild hurrying TO and fro.
P3squtle has d'.ne th:s, said / accUrscd
be l'asquae Foryire me, my son, l
spoke in the heat of the moment, and my
heart melis tnwafd ven ROW that ! see
vuu here. Chamber To the summit of
:rat e, nira! =. c!l, and thence you will
d"scry the devastation The evil doers lave
wrnu- 1t upon our holy shrines. Bless
you son Pasquale. l will hold your
horse
Stunned at being forestalled in his ia-
ring project, the unsuspcctinc robber, de-
seconded from his horse, climbed up the
fatal rurk with sEch aeIiiiy as his iron
tramrnels would allow, and stood upright
on the summit of it.
He has stood there ever since.
The willy Jesuit in the course of his
geological rese arcLes. lad discovered that
the stone forming the apex of The rock
was Il lOdestune of wonderful puwrr.
No force could wrench iron from it.
- Bless Won, nv SON. cried he, :s he rUde
away waving his hand toward The uIiseIa-
ble mi.aEd. Bless Won, my son we
will do what we can for the repCse of
vour soul, bat have no fears. Do not
struggle Inevitable destiny has at last
fallen upon yon, and your honr has come.
Spare your anaihemas. There you are,
while the iron lasts, a spectacle and a
warning for ages 10 the assassin ard The
rubber. Cursed be he who attempts TO
remove Won. These are tie words of
Bar,olo, and they shall be inscribed upon
the rock.
'' But why didn't the rohber walk out
OF bis iron clothes, Mareariia, and vacate
the fatal formation ?'
because lie was dead replied Mar
earita He died uf fright at the awful
word. of l'a,ire Hartolo, whose cure
was afterwards craven upon the rock,
| ,hnnch it is not discernahle now, beng
worn away by the hand of fine"
And the Man in Armor stands on his
| rock 10 the present day, probably, strl-
| King illustration of the hight man in
/ tight place. -Neac York Leads