The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1869-11-19

fellest, and fisrcest with which the land
had ever been plagued. The three
| types Of bushrangers which came most
naturally to ones memory are those
represented by Mike Howe, Rocky
Whelan and Melville. Michael Howe
was handsome deyil-a man beside
whom Sahib appears only as an
enraged patriot with a personal grisT-
ance. He took the child from the
mothers breast, and beat its brains out
against tree. Rocky Whelau was q
feller devil even than this-a murderer
from sheer love Of seeing his victim die
Melville was different to either Of them.
and by far the most remarkable. A
smallish man, the son Of a Scotch
clergyman, Of the most intense vitality,
with courage Of the most trsnscsndent
order. A man utterly without fear:
not either sruel or unclean, but man
whose soul was, for no reason whatever,
in utter rebellion against order, law,
society; nay, against God himself The
man could never have shed blood, or
he would have been hanged without
mercy. He was never hanged, for there
never was any thing against him worse
than highway robbery. He was under
sentnce for something like thirty years,
when, in one of his mad attempts to
escape from the hulk, he got drowned.
The three types Of bushrargers which
l have roughly sketched out Were an
Of them well represented in this new
bandit leader. As cruel as Howe, as
brutal as Whelan, as irrepressibly fierce
and restless as Melville. Marks was
his name; very tall man, with large
black beard
he was one Of the uneatehabIen
class Of bushrangers. His gang was
''broken up" several times and manv
of them captured and hanged; bat no
man ever laid hands on him. He
exhibited some of the qualities of a
Garibaldi( If another dare use that sacred
and loved Bam9On such an occssion1
in his guerilla warfare. Although 4
big man, and ''and an expensive man
to horse" he always rode the finest
cattle in the colony, far finer than it
was possible for any of his pursuers to
ride. No fine weight-carrying horse
was safe from him. Five hundred
pounds worth of horse flesh, in the per-
son Of one horse, might be neighing in
your paddock sunset and at sunrise the
slip-rails would be down, and the horse
gone. And, again, the man was such
a dead shot with pistol, that few DO
ieeman of any rank dared ride too
near him. He held the colony in ter
ror, and got more andacious day after
day,
Terror gave place to mad, though
powerless exaspertion after the follow
ing incidents: Captain Thompson, of
the Fiftietb, one of the most popular
men in the whole colony, a man rsspect-
ed and beloved by the governor, mil
itary, the colonists, and the conyies
alike, once more succeeded in breaking
up this mans gang: but in hunting the
well mounted-lesder himself he got
sepaarted from his party. These two
men had evidently met face to face iu
the bush, and with the saddest conse-
quenees. Captain Thompson, being fol-
lowed by some of his victorious party,
was found dead in the bush, beside his
dead horse, shot through the lungs.
From this time that fierce and fearful
bully, the honorable Edward Hornby,
publicly devoted himself to the especial
task of riding dswn this bushrsnger
and shooting him.
But the Sensation" in the colony
about the death Of Captain Thompson
was mild to the ssnssiion which follow
ed the capture of Inspector the HOnora.
bic Edward Hornby, ]. P, BY the bush
rangers. There was no doubt of the
fact; the Honorable Edward Hornby
had ridden too far and had been too
bold, and they had got him, and, what
is more, meant to keep him. They let
their intentions be known to the Gov
erment by sending into the Goulburn
police station q wicked-looking little
old shepherd, with one eye, and lame,
who stated their terms as these: s5O0L
down, and free pardon for all, or wen
do all to him as we meant to do TO
O-(an unpopular officer among the
convicts) if we had caught him before
he was dead. !"
CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.