The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1877-1885, 1879-07-24

designed Tor the slaves "they being. "a
be remarked TO Goy. Wise not able to
handle firearms.
Happily his ignorance Of the blacks wa.
as great IN other particulars a. in this. The
whole scheme was based upon >cl~f-ielu>ion.
The AbolltlonI>ts hal - often rehear>ed the
ia!>ehood that they Al length deceived them
selves into believing the Southern slaves
were sroanlng under = cruel yoke. brutally
oppressed subjected daily l. the blooi-cut-
ting lash, starvation, 10 lust. aui to ali man
ner oil nl-u>a-e, that made 1t certain they
wouid spring with wild shouts Of eladuc>s 10
meet the hr>t opcningo of the door 10 freedom.
Poor old Brown X i probable hi~ punish
ment began with the bitter reflection that he
had been deserted by those VINO urged him
on and had sacrificed himself and his sous
Tor the sake OF / race who would not accept
freedom coupled with a little 'par.ous cx-
erclSe 81 the pixies. and battle axes when
offered = them The same surprise awaited
many a Northerner III the war. when
thousands Of oil slaves instead Of rushing
e escape with the yankees, rushed t. hide
their masters property from the yankees.
III BLOODY WORK BrGrN.
On Sabbath morning, the 10th day OF
October, a strange spectacle might have been
witnessed III and around John smiths
CABIN on the mountain side oVer. o ..ng
Harper Ferry. The air of desoiatlou mad
given place to activity and the busting move
mentS OF a score or more of men. Great
piles OF revolyerS, carbine>, and spears, were
being brought from their hiding places
and a portion OF the musketS were being
loaded. Twenty OF the whites, and several
otthe ne groeS, wore r~cyolvcrS buckled around
them, and sayage-looking knives IN their
belts. As they worked, the soft chimes of
the village church bells came up itrum the
valley, echoing and rl- choing mclodiously
among the mountains but no one stopped
to listen. Was no heart touched? No soul
stirred with sentiments Of pity To- the un-
offending people upon whom the NINE of
murder was about To be sprung
Probably not. All were jealots, and, no
doubt, fired by the fanatic enthusiasm other
~eray-haired leader, busted themselves in
preparation, with no thought save ambi-
tious exultation at the dawn Of their Day of
Glory.
Down III the gorge, nesting on the point
of land between the two rivers, Lag the vii
Iage Of Harper's Ferry the villagers pass
ing about III their Sunday attire, b~ll>,tully
ignorant OF the storm brooding upon the
mountain tops. A. evening approached,
the door-steps and veraniah> became filled,
n9ighbor chatting sociably with neiehbor, or
watching the red s~un-glow which gllded the
rocky face Of the Maryland Heights, in
bright contrast with the dark blue Potomac
ripping and g~drglIng at the base or listen
ing to the sounds OF singing, and the happy
voices Of children %lltying on the slopes.
As twilight set III, the doors were closed, and
the noises grew fainter for workingmen
retire early on Sabbath evenings, III small
places. BY ten Q clock the lights were all
out and the village peacefully wrapped IN
slumbers.
And now the band of desperadocs skulk-
inc on the clitf-side, noiselessly descend upon
their prey. Creeping like shadow, through
the d serted streets, they post an armed
sentry at every corner. The armory Is
seized, and garrisoned. The sleepy watch
man on the railway bridge IS aroused to lind
himself a prisoner. His comrade at that
moment coming to relieve him discovers the
party and turns hy. \ volley Of masketry
cuts short his steps. Turned upon his back,
he Is seen to be a mulatto, first victim Of
the>Negr phili-t Plot,
At sound OF the firing, citizens rush out,
and find to their horror the town in posses
sion OF the outlaws. The surprise is so
complete no resistance Is attempted. Many
prisoners are taken, and crowded INTO an
old building. Cook, second IN command,
has gone to the adjacent plantations to arouse
the slave. a II capture hostages. lie sends
back Col. Lewis Washington, Mr.. DANGER
field. and tn RS, whcm he surprised IN their
beds also about a dozen terrified negroes,
who have ut any desire 10 either tight, or
fly. About three 0 clock III the morning ID
train from Baltimore rolls III and Is captured.
The passengers view with dismay the armed
gang around them, and scarce can believe
their eyes.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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