The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1870-07-29
Fifteen Years Captive with the
indtans-A Wanderer Meets His
Wife at the Grave of Her Second
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From the Findlay lOh.ol Courier


Some fifteen years ago there lived in the
northern part OF Portage town>hipa young
married couple by the name of William and
Annie Clarkinson. They owned little
farm and made enough to keep themselves
comfortably in the world, and were appa-
r,ntly happy. William was handsome and
we'll educated. having graduated with
honor at IN eastern university. He did not
ike The honest but humble occupation OF
farming. Wealth accumulated too slowly
following the plough; he wanted to ma
money by thousands of dollars. SO the
farm WAS sold. Mrs. Clarkinson went to
live with her parents, and William started
for the golden State of California, with the
million dollars in Il couple OF years.
For few months Mrs. Clarkinson occa-
sonaly heard from her husband, either di-
rrrty or through some OF the neighborS
with the same train with which her husband
WAS going. Then there was long interval,
during which no word came. After time
there were rumors that the train had been
attacked by Indians and every one killed.
This was at last too truthfully verified by
one poor fellow who was found by another
p".rty IL few days after, with Just life enough
,cll t" tell how the train had been attacked
one dark night, and before any could reco-
yer from the surprise all were killed and
>ralped, and the Indians rode triumphantly
AWAY with their booty.
For three years Mrs. Clarkinson mOurncd
for her dead husband. After the lapse OF
that time she married again and moved to
Wood county. For nearly twelve years she
WAS as happy as kind and anectionate
husband and two beautiful children could
make woman, At the end of that time
which carries us up to the 1st Instantly at
fiction again cast It's mantle over her.
Death claimed her husband, and again she
was a Borrowing, weeping widow.
She follows weeping to the grave; she
hears the sad, solemn words, "Dust to
'lIISt and ashes to ashes; the earth falls
with dull, drcary thud upon the coffin as
the sexton slowly covers pail that remains
al him whose spirit has gone before to the
other world.
The widow raises the black veil and looks
around. As she does 50, she meets a pair
OF eyes fixed intently upon her. She starts
memory PUSHES back fifteen years, and
brings up the picture of her first husband.
There can be no mistake-'tis he The re-
"c@nition is mutual. There is 4 scene the
GER explains his relation to the woman, and
all repair to the house Of her who ten min
ulc> ago was a widow, but now again is Il
wife. Then Mr.. William Clarkinson tells
how he was not killed by the Indians ut
the time of that sudden onslaught on the
plains, but was taken prisoner by the
Hiackfcct, and carried far away among the
mountain Businesses, and during all those
long years had been forced to slave for his
cruel captors.
He had finally escaped, and during his
llyht through mountain gulches he discover
ed rich gold deposit. How he had writ
len back to his old friends but could get no
answer. He then went back and worked
the gold mine which he had discovered.
He grew rich, and longed to again visit the
home of his youth and happiness. He had
cot on the cars at Pittsburg and taken the
stage TO Bowling Green had hired buggy
there, and was driving to his old home
when he overlook the funeral; strange
impulse induced him to follow; the widows
person seemed strangely familiar. and when
She drew aside her veil he recognized her as
the wife he had hidden adieu to fifteen
years before, and whom he had thought to
be dead. They now live happily together.