, 1877-11-16
The Christian Revenge.

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Obadiah Lawson and Watt Dood were
neighbors. Dood was the oldest settler,
and from his youth up had entertained
singular hatred against Quakers. There
FORE when he was informed that Lawson,
a regular disciple of that class of people,
had purchased the next farm to his, he
declared he would make him glad to
move away again. Accordingly system
of petty annoyances was commenced by
him, and every time one of Lawson's
hogs chanced TO stray upon Dood's place,
he was beset by men and dogs and most
savagely abused. Things went on thus
for nearly year, but the Quaker, man
of decided peace principles, appeared in
no way to resent the injuries received al
the hands of his spiteful neighbor. Mat
ters, however, were drawing to crisis,
for Dood, more enraged than ever at the
quiet of Obadiah, made oaths that he
would do something before long to wake
up the spunk of Lawson. Chance fa-
vored his design. The Quaker had a
high -blooded filly, just four years old,
which he had been very careful in raising.
Lawson took great pride in this animal,
and had refused a large sum of money
for her.
One evening, little after sundown, as
Watt Dnod was passing around his corn
field, he discovered the filly feeding in
the little strip of prairie land that sepa-
rated the two farms, and he conceived
the fiendish design of throwing off two
or three rails of his fence that the horse
might get into his corn during the night.
He did so; and the next morning, bright
and early, he shouldered his rifle and
left the house. Not long after his alb
sence hired man whom he had recently
em mployed heard the echo of his gun,
and in few minutes Dood, considerably
excited and out of breath, came hurry
ing 10 the house, where he stated he had
shot and wounded buck, that the herd
had attacked him, and that he had hard
ly escaped with his life.
This story was credited by all but the
newly employed hand, who had dislike
to Watt, and, from his manner suspected
that something was wrong. He there
fore slipped quietly away from the house,
and going through the field in the direc
ton of the shot, he suddenly came upon
Lawson's filly stretched upon the earth,
with bullet hole through bis head, from
which the warm blood was still oozing.
The animal was still warm and could not
have been killed an hour. He hastened
back to the dwelling of Dood, who met
him in the yard and demanded, somewhat
roughly, where he had been. "Ive been
to see if your bullet made sure work of
Mr.. Lawson's fly" was the instant re-
tort. Watt paled for moment, but rec
ollecting himself he fiercely shouted,
"Do you dare to say / killed hers''
"How do you know she is deadf" replied
the man. Dood bit his lip, hesitated a
moment, and then walked into the house.
A couple of days passed by, and the
morning of the third one had broken, as
the hired man met Lawson riding in
search of his tilly. A few words OF ex-
planation ensued, when with heavy
heart the Quaker turned his horse and
rode home, where he informed the peo-
pie of the fate Of his tilly. No threat of
recrimination escaped him; he did not
even go to law to recover damages, but
calmly awaited his plan and hour of re-
yenge. 1t came at last.
Watt Dood had Durham heifer, for
which he paid heavy price, and upon
which he counted to make great gains.
One morning, just as Obadiah was sit
ting down to breakfast, his eldest son
came in with the information that neigh
Dor Dood's heifer had broke down the
fence, entered the yard, and after eating
most of the cabbages, had trampled the
well-made beds, and the vegetables they
contained, out of all shape-a mischief
i'm possible to repair. ''And what did
thee do with her, Jacobs" quietly asked