Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-07-12

watched the greedy men crowd aroun,
for their shares. Their tongues ant
movements told her that stolen liquo
was doing its work on all save the giant
who had superintended the cooking o
the late repast. This man appearet
perfectly sober, and the glances which
he often cast at his comrades told tina
he did not sanction their bacchanaliar
conduct.
'Come! enough of this! !" he sudden
ly cried, rising from the table, which
had been dragged to the centre of the
room. "Get up, boys, and let's be 60
ing. I told you at Wiley's that you
had wine enough, but you must bring
some here and drink yourselves stupid
Tom Scott, and you, Blskeson, an
ashamed Of you! What would we dc
If gang Of rebels should catch us in
this conditionf You know the mercy
we would get, and yet you sit there as
careless as statues-drunk as old Bac-
chus himself"
Then an expression of contempt
passed over the mans face, and, stoop-
ing, he cried:
Cup! up! the rebels are coming!"
But his cry of Of alarm did not infuse
much life into the men at the table.
One or two heads were raised, but the
drunken leer that made the faces hide
Gus was enough to provoke smile,
even from the mad tory.
'Men I" he sneered, contemptuously.
"Dogs! every one of you. I've a mind
to ride down to the Pacolet swamp and
tell the rebels hiding there that the
men they hate are in their power. j
have thought that commanded men,
not drunkardsr' and he struck the ta-
Bile with the butt of his pistol. but
could not rouse his stupid followers.
"Curse such dogs as I leadr" he
hissed. 81 suppose 1 must lead the
horses up, and tie each fool in the sad
de-"
He was stepping from the porch for
the purposes Of attending to the horses
which he supposed were still tethered
at the trees, when a form rose before
him and he started back with a gasp of
terror.
"Who i'm the mischief"
"Alice Beauchampe! !" was the inter-
ruption of the apparition. "The daugh.
ter Of the old man basely murdered by
your hand! Down on your miserable
knees, Godfrey Lang, and beg for the
mercy you have never granted others !!
Down. sayw
Perhaps the shadows of the window
sash did not permit him to see the pis-
tOl that was clutched in the hand of the
fearless girl, else his temper might
have been curbed.
"Kneel to you? Never!" he cried.
The weapon which he raised dropped
before the flash that followed his last
words and with a groan of pain he
back to drop dead among his
drunken comrades.
Alice Beauchampe, amazed at her
own courage stood silent amidst the
smoke of her own pistol. She saw the
try to shake of their torpor
at the sight Of their stricken leader,
and one rose to his feet to fall as soon
as he needed support.
"Now for the swamp" she cried,
with triumph, and the next minute
rushed from the disgusting sight.
An hour passed away, and the drum
ken tories began to recover; their
chief, who had dropped to the floor,
seemed to sober them with his cold face
and staring eyes, and when they bad
almost recovered their scattered wits,
the foe they dreaded was upon them.
Alice Beauchampe's voice had fired
the hearts of patriot band for ven-
geance. On her way to the swamp she
had encountered the partisans who had
captured one Of the flying horses, and
were following the trail.
The conflict between patriot and tory
was brief and almost bloodless.
The five Avengers were made prisO.
ners, and sued like towards for the
mercy they had never granted to liv-
ing being.
need not describe the scene that fol-
lowed. Suffice it to say that the trees
in front Of Alice Beauchampe's home
bore the strangest fruit that ever hung
from living limb.
The vengeance Of the patriots was as
complete as terrible, and when the glO-
rious sun rose again, the dreaded men
Of the lovely district had ceased to
frighten people with their name.
Alice Beauchampe, whose courage
had led to the determination Of the
avenging band, became the heroine of
the day, and after the termination Of
hostilities welded q lieutenant of Ma
rion's men. Her heroism Is venerated
and her gallant exploit narrated daily
by hundreds of her descendants in the
Palmetto State.