The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1869-06-03
| TnRILLING REVOLUTIONARY


A THRILLING REVOLUTIONARY
TALE.
God is everywhere. His words are
in the heart. He is on the battle-fsll,
or 10 the peaceful homa.; RSaiso His
holy name.
Il was in the wilds of Wissshicon, on
tue day Of bnttlaass the MONDAY sun
came through The thick clustered leaves.
lhot two men mot 10 deadly conflict
near the reef which rose, like some
primeva world, at least thousand feet
above the dark waters Of the Wissahi-
con. I9
The man with dark brown face, and
dark grey eyes, flashing with deadly
Hight, and muscular FORM clad in a
blue frock Of ihe Revolution, is u con.n,
entail named Warren.
The other mag wilh long black hair.
dropping along his cadayerous face, is
clad 10 the hall military costume of q
Tory refugee. This is murderer Of
Pso'i, named Delaney.
They met by accident, and now they
fought, not with sword and rife, bu,
with long sod deadly hpntins.knife lhey
Struggled, tSiuing and twisting on the
green sward, 4
a. last the tory is dOwn-down on
the turn, with the knee Of the coulinsn-
tai on his breast The upraiscd knife
flashed death 10 his face.
'Quarterl yield gasped the tory, as
the knee was pressed on his breast
Spare mo, yicldl
/ My brother said the p4lriot, in .
tone of deadly bate, my brother cried
for quarter ou the night Of Puoli, and
even as he clung TO your knees You
stuck that knife iplo his heart. OIL
will give you the quarter Of Paoli,
| And his hand was raised fortlie blow
and his teeth wos clenched with deadly
hate. be paused for a moment, aud then
pinioncdahe toy's arms, aud with rap-
id stride dragged him apivering over The
abyss. prr.f.',
'MercyF gaspel the tory, turning
ashy pale by turns. as that awfOl gulf
yawued below. Mercy! l have o. .wifs
and child al home me-
| The continental. with muscular
strength gathered FOR tho effort, shook
the murderer once more over the abyss,
aud then Kissed his bitter sneer in his
fac. I,.N sFi r- ,.-re.
My brother had a vile and two child
rsn, The, morning after the night at
Paoli that wife waa q widow those child
REQ orphan,l Ask marcy for !hcmi'
The proposal made by tho continen-
tai in mockery and'bitter hate was toksn
in serious earnest by the terror,sficken
tory. HO begged to be taken to the
widow aud Der chidren, and TO have
tho privilege Of begging for bis life
After a moment ofserous though. the
patriotic soldier consented. He bound
tho tory's arms still tighter, placed him.
on his leet. and led him .through the
woods. A quiet cottage embossed
among tlie trees broke on their eyes,--
They entered tho colloge. There be-
side the dosolalo hoarIhstone, SAT tho
widow and her children. '
She sat there. matronly woman Of
about 2S years, with face foded by care;
g deep dark eye, and long black hair,
hanging 10 disheveled state about her
shoulders. Ono side was dark haired
boy oil some six years, on tho-othor side.
girl ore year younger, with light blue
eyes. The biblS--sn old and venerable
volumo--loy open upon the mothers
knee And tho pale face tory flung
himself upon his knees, aud confessed
that he had butchered her husband on
the night Of PaOli, and begged his life at
her hands.
Spare me; for the sake Of my wife
and child!
Ho had expected this pitltul moan
would touch tho widows b0art, bat not
ono relenslng CLEAN sollened beffaco,
The Lord shall Judge between u.s.
she eaij, in o cold icy tone, that frozp
tho murdcrer's heart, Look. the bible
iS in my lop, / win close the volume,
and let my little son place HE finger at
random upon q line, and BY that you