The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1874-05-01

ovL tup nVut vi OWL quaint Of Whlpp00f-
VIII, o., distant howl of.wolt. Occaaion-
ally little bark or rustic would be heard
lrom the dense wilds on either side from
some bird or squirrel, or other harlequin
OF the woods; or perhaps muslTat would
give out a little grunt Of angry surprise
at one time all were startled BY the whirI
| Of lpmage and the shrill, clarion. ME
and strangely moutnful quaVer Of Ithe
loon, as, disturbed from lie sedgy neat, Il
gave vent TO lie alarm and displeasure.
There was something exceedingly SOL
emn and impressive in this still night ride
on the quiet water, shut Ia on every side
by the broodlng inky darkness. The
deep breathlngs Of nature were hushed
or, ut least, were unknown To the senses
save In, those Welrd, uncanny might. voices
Of ON American wilderness, or by the
richly distilled 'aromas and -lfagranees
which float of so profusely on ioggy,
misty night from tree, vine, bush ,-'iern
and flower. And now the sound of q
cool breeze coming down from the foam
ing, vapory falls above, fans their cheeks
like loving cares. The darkness could
almost be felt, so dense it was, and the
very silence oppressed. Just then, when
the hearts and minds oil allwere attuned
to and en- rapport with the mysterious in
huences Of the hour and place, was heard
first q thump and rustic OF leaves; and
then loud and iretful whisper. -
A WILD FRESHMAN ExPREssEs H1llsR1F.t
"Och, chafel chaiel but it's botherinp
this job ye be, you omadhound. Shure,
my hearts joost, gray wild ye. Yon'se
druv this whiftet Nv q boat roight for
ninst the wuds. The wet laves and
durthy branches and vines are banging
my eyes and sSraping my poll, till Pm
molghtily mixed up, and divil one Of me
knows where sbesr at all at all.n -
At the 1tshman's .testy tones, 30 utter
ly ont oil harmony with the breeding
quiet and holy hush Of Nature, a silvety
laugh rippled from Lydla's lips. She
positively could not help II, while the
rest had to join in, but trying hard to
suppress their mertiment. r "
where are you, Larry, and what's the
matter with youH" said Betty, with
%Matthet2% grumbled Larry. "Misth-
ress, II you wud but spear at me aSief
questions. Bad cess to'the know ! know
where be, or what's the matter, and
small blame TO me. = The murtherin'
'skeeters, too, area 0ust deyhourine me,
tough as am, and -widout as much as
saying by your lave, or singing a bless.
Ing over me. Captain, dear Captain,
shure now couldn't we have wee bit
light-the dark's as thick as the walls Of
purgathory."
pretty soon, Larry" laughed Brady.
"Pull yourself along by the branches for
little, and we'll then light up"
"By.coorse Twill, aY these tormenting
bloodsuckers will lave me do Il, bad luck
to the blackguards. Now, chale, how'd
yer whist, and don't be afther always
chattering away loike a Judy at fair.
Az Thad the tanned hide Of ye, begorra,
wouldn't | fool these little songsters, and
blunt their sharp stingers5"
+ = TIE BOXES ARE FIRED.
And now the signal Is given for firing
the boxes, the punk is produced, and,
presto, the whole scene changes at once.
The water and dense masses Of verdure
on both sides arc. brought into brilliant
relief. Low, sweeping bushes, hanging
vine, towering tree atem, reveal them
selves on either side, while beyond the
narrow circle Of luminous rays, the
straiuing eye, striving to pierce the vast
opaque, sees misty spectral shapes, or
goblin, fantastic forms. The woody din.
giles and matted coverts, fitiully lightened
by the Pickering CLEANS are passed one
by one with quiet dip Of paddle. Now
the fish jump 10 the light and fall back
into the water with idle plash.
"Now," said Mcintyre, "just beyond
lies low swale, with rank heritage. It
is thebeginning, Of the deer. beds. Larry,
the boats must keep apart at intervals Of
hundred yards or 80. Our boat first,
Brady's next and yours last; and look out
Tor The right side Of the stream; we'll,
take the lett and, mind perfect silence,
or no deer.S fTRENf - Y
"Yis, sur, / will; niver fear me-" whis-
pered back Larry, and then TO Killbuck:
"Now, chate, the Captains disremembered
1t, but at this thrying minnit III joost SAFE
the blissed OPPORTUNITY 10 take 8 wee
dhrap OF comforting p0theeH, and then
I'm mum as an oyster. Shure an'-we've
had but the one the. night, and q single
toss Of speerits sits iver lonely on an Irish
mans stomach, but three are joost lovely.
Phars that you say? yell not take any
joost now. Well, chafe, I'll do the purity
by ye to say, It's the inrst time I've iver
heerd you decline wild thanks, for whin
there's whisky about,1 an 1njun's niyer
BACKYARD IN coming fOr'ard-no, niver |"
The boats were now creeping along amid
the most profound silence, Over q. quar-.
ter Of Q mile had thus been passed, when
onsthe lett was heard, first . stamping in
the water, then loud snort, followed by
a shrlll whistle. ? y ~ AAs1-sS y
THE COLONEL AND LYDIA FIRE TOGETHER.
assRun the boat up close, Captain; quick!
quick lssWhispered Shepherd, excitedIy.
by Jove, Lydia, there he stands, the
light full in his eyes. Don't you see
them twinkle A splendid buck, too, asI
l livel Keep the boat steady, Capt. Now,
girl, cock your piece and let's fire togeth-
err Ready ~
"Dol wait . moment; Mol" 2neryously
spoke Lydia. E"Where are they,s ! don't
see-oh, now do; how big and blue and
bright they are, NowIl "A ~! "a
Crack ! crack went off both rifles,
awakfng the echoes OF The ShilI6 around,
and followed by q. heavy :lall and splash
ing 10 thelwater. sFiFsT7,srog OrrI A
dead for ducatl dead |" cried Shop
herd as the boat dashed into the place
where the buck fell. Yes, dead ! one or
two gasps; a toss Of the tawny head; two
or three WITCHES Of the legs; q SILVER Of
the whole body, and the'shined' eyes are
glazed and closed In death forever.
The other boats gathered about, and
some time was spent In low but animated
conversation. All were pleased with
their luck, and both shooters claimed the
SThat viii do very we'll" said Mc1n-
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