Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1882-07-06
WALHALLA, SOUTH CAROLINA,

, storm [ urged my horse on at little
quicker pace. The light did not seen
more than half that distance when it sud-
denly disappeared, leaving me in more than
Egyptian darkness. Thinking that perhaps
it was hidden by tree, or somo interven-
ing object, pcered anxionsy through the
darkness in tho direction had last seen
the light, but in vain; all was total darkness
before me.
While wondering at this was somewhst
startled BY the temperance Of tho light,
this time still farther in advance than be
fore. did not pause loug to consider this
strange event, but OF onoo hastcned on. l
had approached somewhat nearer to the bear
er this time and was copgratulatipg NJ yself on
o good shelter for the night when tho light
again vanished. Satisfied now that some
thing was wrong, or | had followed
will-o-thc-wisp, l CROPPED my way through
the trees.
But stayl now had clue to tho mys.
terious light. had been ured out here
in tho darkness by lantern 10 the hands of
villian, and for none of the best purposes.
thought of the message had found on
tho read and Of tho solitary horseman, and
almost unconscously connected them with
the wandering light. All! it was no Jack-
'o-lantern. had been the victim of
some foul play. l wished | had kept to
the straight road now. No doubt the vii
lian, whoever he was, know would follow
his direction and be gave me the foad he
did not wish me TO follow.
While forming this conclusion I un-
concously wandered on, and few minutes
later come suddenly to what seemed to
me rude hedge, and pushing through
found myself on the verge of large oloar
ing. The storm had thus far durkened;
the night was spent and the torn edges
of the moon drifted swiftly on her path
way.
There camo steady step close behind
me and before I could plaoo myself in 10
attitude of defense, the cold muzzle of
pistol pressed my brow and a cool voice
said:
"Wel, my friend, your turn 10 the road
has led you into the wrong box, ch7 Can't
you tell turn from straight road2 But
We will help you out-ob, yes! But first
let us relieve you Of that belt. Come,
Bill, take the strangers horse while see
the ohink."
AS tie man spoke three sprang from tho
hedge and grasped my horse by tho bride.
The first conner, who appeared to be oap-
tain of the gang, still pressed the pistol to
my throbbing trow and kept on:
eyes stranger, you are prisoner and
! when | tell you that am Red Guilmont
perhaps you will understand why you nre
here. But We will have done with the
preliminsries and to business If you will
give me the money know you have with
you, you shall go safe to tho settlements; if
not, we shall not hesitate to take it. In that
case cannot answer for the consequence.
Which do you nhoosc2"
lifeW l cried, us drew my hand FROM
beneath my clnak, disclosing sturdy six
shooter, which [ Immediately lcvcled oo tho
two who held my horse.
Graspug Red Gulmonts pistol hand
firmly in mine | pulled quickly, and as the
the sharp reports rang out on the stiffness
of the night two burly rutfians sank to the
ground. Dealing the outlaw a heavy blow
on the head spuIrcd my horse aud went
off like the wind.
Another moment and Red Guimont was
mounted and on my track. My horse, be-
ing already jaded from long travel, was not
equal to the occasion and my pursuer
! gained rapidly upon me.
do not think he was moro than ten
rods behind me when my horse slid back
on his launches almost unscatiug me, aud
gazing ahead saw that VIC stood Just on
the brink of sheer precipicc.
instantly turned my horse to one side,
dsmounted, ran back few Lnccs and
waited the approach of the outlaw Just
as he arrived opposite to where stood he
attempted to rein in his horse, knowing
that must either have gonc over tho
precipice or was somewhere near. l saw
the moment to rein 10 and spraug from my
hiding place with terrific yell, which so
frightened his horse that he dashed on,
and in moment more was over the preci-
pioe.
soon found my way to Burkcsville, and
there related my story. The next day
party was organized to search for tho
outlaw and the mangled remains of horse
and rider were found at tho foot of the
cliff.
The Lancaster Ledger Of lcst week says:
"It may be safely promised that ono of the
most interesting contributions to tho
Stories Of tho War; now running in the
Weekly NeVs, will be shortly furnished by
Col. Joseph N. Brown, of Anderson, who
has consented to write up 'McGowan's
Brigade at Gettysburg Col Brown at
tended the reunion Of tho veterans at Get.
tysburg on tho 18th instant, and during
his visit located tho points of the move,
ments during the battle, and the position OF
the troops in the engagement. fIe will 10