Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1867-10-31

not my name.'
When was this? asked the soldier earn
cstly,
ga year or so after the Union. 1t was in
a Summer cleaning when l was riding
northward, near MofTat village, heard the
cries of women in anguish. They came
from deep, dark hollow called the Cart
pool Linu--'
"Wcll ken the place. said the soldier.
"A true Highlander has ever his sword at
the service of a friend or the defenceless
rode into the dark dinglo, and found some
rascally militiamcn, with Queens officer,
about to hang some unfortunate Gypses,
but by my faith | gave them their kali
through the reek. threw one half of them
into the water, drove off the rest, and passed
two feet Of my claymore through the body
Of an officer, who must have been a tough
fellow, for he seemed never bit the worse
when saw him last at the field of Scherif-
muir. cut down the poor Gypsies, who
hung on the lower branch of u tree, but they
were all dead"
"All?"
"All except one-a boy about the age of
Coll, my one boy Coll, whom I may never
sec again, in this world at least, added Nc
Gregor, with burst of emotion.
The soldier, who had listened to his anec-
dote with deep interest, said
''You did more, McGregor; you gave
some money 10 the poor harmless lassie that
| lay at the tree--money to comfort her ere
you went away"
eyes, perhaps did but how know you
that?"
"She was my sister, and l am the half
hanged Gypsy lad whom you saved, Nc
Gregor"
"You!' exclaimed the other, with aston
ishment in his tone.
eyes, said the soldier, giving his hand to
the outlaw 81 enlisted in Polworths Light
Horse after that, and have smelt powder at
Families at Oudenarde and Malplaquet.
Then became horse -grenadier. o! Nc
| Grcgor, what can do to serve you for the
brave deed of that doleiul sumner EVENING"
SECT me messenger said McGregor,
huskiy ''onc who will take this letter to
my poor, forlorn wife"
~ SHALL" replied the soldier, in whis-
per, as he glanced at his sleeping comrades;
troops shall be at your service before the day
dawns if another cannot be had!"
s'Say you so exclaimed McGregor, whose
heart leaped with joy.
Yes, so sure as my name is Willie Gem
inil-even il should bo shot for it at the
drum-head."
II thank you'll thank you my wife, my
BARNS y said Rob, in broken voice. ''You
know, soldier what have been: think Of
what | an. / have much Of goodness, OF
kindness, of charity, of love in my heart
yet men deem me n savage, and seek to
make Inc one. may be one. II may be
that in my desperation and fury, when fired
by the sense of unmeritea wrong, | have
done severe things but the memory of that
station have lost, and Of the success once
hoped to achieve, add deeper bitterness to
my fallen fortunes now. Tis well that Old
Donald of Glengyle is in his grave, and
knows not the fate of his son!'
When day broke !Gemmil was relieved
from his post, and cxertcd himself to pro-
cure messenger. with a fleet and active
horse.
On the man coming to the door of tie
cottage, having been instructed by the Gypsy
| Il tn1 yl.f
moment that Rob Roy, with the Sergeant's
permission, came forth to give the lettel
and some special message to Helen NTcGre
gor.
Robs emotion was great in recognizing il
! tie messenger who had volunteered so rea
Oily his foster brother, McAleister, who ha'
been lowering about Logierait in the hop
of achieving something. Ills glance con
tanned volumes.
The eyes ofthe troop were upon Rob,ye
he sprang past them, leaped into the empt.
saddle of the messengers horse, and urge
it at full speed towards the bank of the Tay
'sBoot and saddle! To horse and afte
lim." exclaimed the sergeant, while a scat
: tered vollcy of carbipe bullets whistlcd aftc
. McGregor; but long before the troop horse
were bitted and saddled he plunged into th
8 foamipS river, crossed it, and disappeared.
The veXation and chagrin Of the Duke
:. Athol were extreme, when an hour aftt
u this occurrence he arrived with a band ,
= his own retainers, all well mounted an
armed with swords and mIsketoons, to e
y cort the prisoner to Edinburgh, and four
no trace of him but the letter he had write
to Helen, and the cords with which
= had been so ignominiously bound.
y Again and again was Rob Roy captures
= but as often did he effect his escape, som
y times almost as j f.py miracle. Often he ht
= = in his power his bitterest enemies, and
:, often, because they were in his power, d
!, he refuse to take their lives. His generos
: ty was equal 10 his courage The po
:, looked to him for protection and hel
: while of the rich he was the constant terro
= He brought up his sons to be industrio
- farmers and cattle-dealers, and in a ft
y, '' years, in his prosperity, ceased to mole
~ ~ even his old enemy, Montrose. In the rel
~ of George ii. Rob visited London, and ev
- attracted the notice Of the King. Final
y in 1874, in the seventy-fourth year of
age, surrounded by his family, thi: renow
-. ed freebooter peacefully went to his rest
- -z.a----s--. s------s-.--
me 1--WE Must Go Aheadr'
ere In speech delivered in Lancaster on
NJ 9th of September, 1866, Hon. Thaddt
Stevens uttered these noble words 8
An' We must 90 ahead, and though | can
but little, | shall do what / can; and if,wl
lie | am dead, there sprouts any vigor from
yis. bones and my grave, to help prosperity
80 proclaim the same doctrines of univer
ma Liberty and universal Suffrage, and univel
disenthralment from Kings, shall be sa
an, fed. The goddess of Iibertyis is represcn
. ~ in ancient statutes as very nice little 6
oi dess, but very small. want her to groy
to put on the habiliments of mature ag
up, until she can embrace within her folds ev
nation and tribe, and every human be
a. under Gods canopy. care not what .
o'h- say of negro equality-l care not what
lGg- sov of radicalism--these are nv prIncipl