The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-03-29

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save IN the shape of outlets or roast
at her mothers table. I would in
dulge In a strategy Of the kind
which is considered fair IN love o1
war. Lowering my voice to the
note Of the stage Jibbenainosy where
he speaks of the death of his parent
wife and friends, I said: "Fanny,
my girl, are you brave-can you
bear terrible news % s'Why, Hen
ry, what is the matter-what makes
you 50 pale ?" Assuming more
tragic voice I replied ''Be firm,
dearest-rely on me. We are fol-
lowed by wolves! Look behind
you, and you can see the monsters
who are already thirsting for our
blood.
She gave a hurried glance back
ward, heard the running sound of
many feet, the deep breathing
which, when heard In the forests of
the north. causes the widest dis
may then drawing nearer to me,
said 81 did not know there were
wolves so near the city, Henry ?'
'tNeither did / think there were
any," L replied, but it seems we
were mistaken, for these behind us
are of the gray species, and the
most dangerous of any to meet.
Driven by hunger, they have ap-
preached the settlements, and I'm
less our horses can go to the Stone
Tavern in Parma before we are
oyertaken, we are los"
At this juncture the old curly
horned leader, tired, and out of
wind from the long run, gave vent
to prolonged bleat which was fear
full enough to scare a less timid girl
than Fanny. sawed on the
horses bits, fourished my whip
frantically around them until they
were excited and apparently doing
their best to escape the fate behind
them, but I was secretly holding
them back, to allow the wolves (?) to
get closer. On came the bloody
horde, painting for breath, nearer
and nearer, until began 20 throw
out the buffalo robes and blankets.
"These will keep them busy chew
ing a few minutes" I said, "and we
may escape" But the sheep had
no appetite for the robes, and were
close behind us.
arose in the sleigh, gave the
reins to Fanny, saying. "Drive for
your life-I will sacrifice myself
for you" and made movement as
if to jump out of the sleigh. 'Nev-
er! neverl" she screamed, eve will
die together" and she pulled me
down beside her to await our fate.
While thus employed I succeeded in
obtaining hasty avowal of Fanny,
at the same time I was holding back
the horses so as to let our pursuers
go by. They came, the monsters sep
arated and passed US on either side,
while held my hat over Fanny's
face that she might not see the dread
full deception I had played upon
her.
She tainted the moment we were
overtaken by the wolves, and with
out trying to revive her, I turned
the hores homeward, and only stop
ped to pick up the robes which had
been thrown out to check the fero-
cious animals. After driving a mile
or two my now afhanced wife re-
vived sufficiently to hear how we
were saved my a party of sleigh-ri-
ders who met US just as we were
surrounded. Thoogh nervous
and weak from the excitement, she
recovered her buoyancy of spirits
before we arrived home, and had
promisedto keep our adventure a
secret, as informed her, "the owner
of the horses would charge me
fearful price if he knew to what
test his steeds had been put" And
that is my adventure with wolves
and how 1 came to marry.
"But did your wife never fad out
the deception you practiced2" we
asked OF the old settler, as he laugh
ed again while thinking of his boy
ish pranKs.
"Not until about eight years ago"
he replied, "when I told her of itone
evening when she was ironing"
"What did she say?" FNot much
not very much" answered our old
romancer, but. removing his hat, he
showed US a triangular space upon
his head, such as might have been
made by hot smoothing iron and
with not a hair upon it's surface.
We thought Fanny was revenged.