Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1869-11-10


them well. l shall keep you two horses;
and now, gentlemen, | wish you good morn
ing"
Returning with his new associates to
their hiding place, he caused them to swear
allegiance to him as their explain, which
they readily agreed to DO.
From them he obtained g great deal of
useful information He was strange to the
customs of the people and to the character
of the principal settlers in that part of the
country, and his companions made him ac
qualnted with all these essentials in a fash
ion of their own. The greater part of the
settlers, thy informed him, were tyrants
who should be either fogged or shot. They
starved their hands, made them 60 barefoot
ed and almost naked, and for the least mis-
demeanor had them severely hogged "a
statement which was in greet part quite cor
rect He need not be alarmed, they as
sured him, of being betrayed, far all the
workmen in the country would be his friends,
as they were all convicts or freedmen
Secure In the Businesses of TIE Blue
Mountains, and with more provisions and
even lu2uries than they could consume in a
year, the freebooters were IN no hurry to
decamp. On the contrary, they matured
their plans of operation, put themselves in
communication with the working hands for
miles around, and obtained all necessary
information concerning employers. The
Captain now felt himself free for executing
other dashing movements. Therefore, act
ing upon information which was every day
pouring into his camp by trusty scouts and
faithful employees, he broke up for All ex-
curSlon.
About nine O'Clock, one fine summer 5
morning, several horsemen appeared on the
BogOlong sheep station, and enquired for
Mr.. Robertson, the proprietor. Mr.. Rob
ertson vas in the courtyard engaged in
business of importance bat if the gentle
men would proceed thither the servant had
no doubt that his master would see them.
The equestrians without dism 5unting pro-
ceeded as directed. There they found
man tied to an extemporized triangle, and a
Hogger prepared to fagcllate him, while Mr..
Robertson, seated in an easy-chair in the
shade of an outrageous Eucalyptus, super
intending the philanthropic ceremonial, re-
peating his injunctions to the executive of
the cats to spare neither whip nor mus
Gle in the opperation on hand. He had, he
assured that official in his happiest vein of
humor and good Dature. plenty of hemp to
make new cats when the old ones were
worn out, and lots of pickle in which TO
season them; and he therefore exhorted
him in the most persuasive accents mot to
be over particular as to few slices of skin.
or few ounces of flesh or pint or SO Of
'claret' assuring him that if he should be-
tray any weak compunction as to the skin or
flesh or caret he (said Officially should take
the culprit's place. Mr.. Robertson was
very funny that morning
Hold = shouted the captain, most un-
tremendously interruptiug his facetiousness
Don't move an inch, amy Of you, at the per-
il of your lives? Unite that man, ffogger-
unite him instantly. Mr. Robertson, come
forward and take his place
Mr.. Robertson was thunder struck he
hesitated, turned deadly pale, and shook like
an aspen leaf He had heard of BOLD Dick
Donahue, and surmised that it was he
Seeing he hesitste3, Delirerer was prancing
at his side IN an instant.
''To the triansies, or take ttisl" shouted
the brigand, holding his pistol at Mr.. Rob
ertson's ear. Decide, and quickly l
have no time for parley."
Mr. Robertson half dead with fear, totter-
ed to the triangles and stripped.
Bind him, fogger-bind him tight
continued the brigand; ''and do you see
this? Do you see this pistol?' he added
holding that convincing reasoner in rather
unenviable proximity to the fagsllator' s
head ''Do you see this pistol?" Oh, yes
There was no doubt about it. The fogger
saw the pistol-never, perhaps, saw any,
thing palmer in his life; but it was rather,
if anything, too close to his ear. He saw it,
however, and accepted the fact.
Well added Donahue. ''the pistol is
loaded with powder and ball. The ball will
pass through your head, unless you make
skin and flesh fly J.
How much punishment shall give him,
sir? asked the executioner, with smile of
iendish joy.
Fifty was tie laconic answer. This
is not much, considering the many fifties he
has himself given to Others"
Mr.. Robertson was bound accordingly, and
the first lash from the willing and powerful
arms Of the aogger extorted loud cry OF
agony from the sufferer.
Give it him!' shouted the brigand.
There is 40 fear OF man who bleats. -
And again the cats came down With ter
rible force and again load cry for mercy
escaped the victim. Here respectfully
dressed female rushed from the house into
the yard, attracted by the cry for mercy,
and supposing it to have come from the
wretched man who was doomed that morn
ing to suffer.
Il insist upon it, George" she uttered,
with passionate vehemence, Il insist that
you do not punish that or any other of the
hands in such manner. If you do, shall
take my children and leave the house.
IT, aoonar susnaDdad his hlop and all aves