The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1882-03-31

ate character. He approached one man
who had sworn never to be taken. The
latter was seated on log writing let
ter. Davis came from behind, and, put
ting an iron grasp spon him, said, Jim,
you are my prisoner" His life was made
up of fights, desperate encounters and
narrow escapes. In attempting to ar
rest one man, who was finally killed,
his coat, which had a cape folded back
upon his shoulder, was cut by buck
shot in seventeen places. He attacked
the moonshiners in their strongholds
when they were sometimes intrenched
in log Notifications with loopholes for
their guns. He had been severely
wounded once or twice, and at one time
man walking beside him was killed
from an ambuscade by shot meant for
him. He will probably be succeeded by
one of his friends, formerly moon
sinner, whom he met and conquered in
his stronghold, and who became after
ward firm friend and valuable assist
ant. He was great favorite with the
women of the mountain regions, who
were always willing to aid him in break
ing up illicit distilling.
THE Methodist Church at North Lew
isburgh, Ohio, has been the scene OF a
remarkable "revlval," so called, but
which at last assumed such cast, ac-
cording to a correspondent OF the Gin
cinnati Enquirer, that about twenty
people, including the pastor, Mr.. Hay
ward, actually became insane. The
most cxtravagant shouting, posturing,
grooming and crying were INDUCED In
from morning till night, and from night
till morning, with but the briefe t inter-
walls for rest. AT last the pastor an
nounced that his wife, who has been in
delicate health for some time, must die
on a certain day, to be resurrected a
week later, and to witness this occur
renee the house of the minister was
crowded Mrs. Hayward was arrayed
in her night-clothes. laid on blanket
on the floor of the parlor, and her form
covered by sheet that was to answer
as "a shroud. A few hours previous to
this she had been as well as a woman
could be in her condition, but as the
hour drew nigh she seemed to become
seriously i'll. Around her couch cir
cled that devoted band, driven stark
mad by religious frenzy, and the
praying, sobbing, screaming and
singing began. The husband at
this stage of the proceedings was
even crazier than he had ever been.
He went to an upper story of his house
TO get a razor with which to cut his wife's
throat, but was followed by some cool
headed neighbor, who meant to see that
no violence was attempted. AS he en-
tered the room IN which his wife lay a
glimpse of reason seemed to enter his
beclouded mind, and in an affected tone
he said, "The Lord says, thou shalt not
kill" Throwing aside the weapon, he
Frustrated himself beside his wife, and
pressed his head and face upon the neck
of the poor woman, all the time praying
God to come and take his poor wife, and
thus fulfill the divine prophecy. This
occurrence alarmed the more sober MEM
bers, and they telegraphed for the pre-
siding elder to come, and, if possible,
put an end to the excitement. He came
and decl ared to them that it was the
work of the devil, and they must stop it
at once. "There is no religion about
such fummery," said he. by your
disgraceful actions you have put the
Methodist church in this town back
twenty years. Go back to your homes,
every one of you" At first the more
frenzied refused to obey, but by and by
they retired, and now most of them adj
nit that they were deceived.