Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1872-08-10


10 est ring with repetition of the same
Wild savage cry that had struck such
terror into Uncle Toms tilnid heart.
But there is an end to all things, and so,
after while, there was All end to Peters
mlrtb, and he, wip:ng his eyes, regained
the path and was about to resume his
journey, when he heard sound that
sent the cold shivers coursing over his
body, and almost froze the blood in his
veins. The wolves had heard his sue
cessful imitation of their music, and
were coming down, full cry, upon him.
ln an instant he realized his position
and peril. From tue sounds he knew
that the wolves were coming down OH
either side OF the path he had just trav-
eled, and therefore the nearest point OF
safety was his own clearing, more than
mile away.
All this passed through his mind like
flash, and then calling all his energies
into play, he dashed down the path with
scarcely less speed and terror than did
Uncle Tom Barry himself. Peter was a
famous runner, and had come off victor
in many trials of speed when the people
had come together at raising or log
rolling, but this was no holiday game.
lie was not taxing his muscles to win
applause OF adniring friends or to graft
fy an ambition. The race was for lie.
Down the long slope that led to Pill
kin's Hollow, and up the ascent beyond,
fled Peter, while hardly hundred yards
behind came snaring pack, hungry
aud H.,r,,n fNko l;t,, q 4
would not be worth minutes purchase
could they once surround him. This
Peter acknowledged TO himself, as a
thought entered his mind of standing OH
the defensive, so he abandoned the
thought before it was fully formed, and
braceG himself anew for fight.
Down another long slope, across O
broad sheet of ice at Its foot, and Leth
erbee's Hill, with it's long, steep ascent
lay before him. He shuddered as be
glanced up its rugged side, for he felt
that his strength would scarcely suffice
to carry him to the top. The perspira.
tion streamed from every pore, his breath
came in short, wheeling gasps, his steps
were becoming unsteady, and once, strik.
ing his feet against loose stone, he pre-.
served himself from falling only by an
exertion SO great that the blood spurted
from his noslrils aud flames seemed tC
leap before his vision.
Still he kept Oh, though it seemed
madness to hope, for his pursuers hac
gained on him ttariully; he knew it by
the beating of their footsteps, but with
energies inspired by mortal terror, he
ran on, hoping to gain only the brow o.
the hill, for there the ground became
more open, and his own cabin was but
few yards beyond. He felt sure thai
his pursuers would not follow him be
yond the summit, but could he reach il
before they would close upon him?
No, not by his own exertion. for jus,
as the thought passed through his mind
his foot caught under a gnarled roo,
that extended across the way and he fell
heavily forward; his head struck the
frozen ground and he lay senseless.
When Peter recovered consciousness
he found himself hanging over the broac
shoulders Of his brother John, and abou
entering his own door. Here he sooi
collected his scattered sense and wa
able to listen inteligently to his broth
er's account of his rescue.
Uncle Tom Barry, in his fight, had
stopped at the cabin long enough tc
shout through the window that the
wolves were out and hurried on. John
who lived with his brother, knowing
that Peter must come the same path
took his gun and walked out to the edg,
of the forest, where he halted to listen
But short time elapsed before he hearC
tie sound of the persued and pursuers
and rushing down the hill he arrived up
on the scene just in time TO leap betweer
Peters PROSTATE. form and the wolves
the foremost of whom was less than tei
feet distant. Taking steady aim, he sen
"A bullet into the creatures brain, anC
then, while the pack were fighting owe
the dead body of their comrade, he sluns
Peter over his back and gained the opel
ground in safety.
Peter frankly told the whole trutl
about the affair, from beginning TO end
and concluded the story with the EN-
phatic assertion that as long as he live,
he would never be guilty of anothe
practical joke-a vow he faithfully kept