Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1888-03-04

by q single tallow candle. On the
floor, bound hand and foot and gagged,
( lay our missing companions, while their
captor stood near the light rubbing his
hands, his face distorted with horrible
F.. grin of satisfaction. He discovered us at
the same instant that we covered him with
our muskets, and for several moments we
| stood without uttering word. One look
at the Wild, bloodshot eyes OF our captive
told US that he was a maniac, and we de-
| termined not to harm him. He made no
move, and While three of US kept him COW
! cred with our guns. the other cut the
| cords which bound our companions. Then
we approached the wild eyed being. and,
after long and desperate struggle, five Of
us were able to bind him sect.sly. Our
| late captive comrades had al been cap
| tured in the same manner, by this mount
ain giant, and had been lying bound in
his cave without food or drink.
| We reached camp with OFF prisoner
| shortly before daylight, and the mystery
which had awed the entire army was
| solved.
Next day some of the people living in
| the neighborhood came to camp and
| identified our captive. His name was
| John Hope. and he was born and reared
! in the mountains of East Tennessee.
| When the war broke out he had family
| and lived in rude log cabin near the
| summit of Walden's ridge. Being loyal
| to the Union he left home to become
scout in the Federal army. After one
| years absence he returned to find that
several members Of his family had been
murdered, the others driven from home
and his cabin burned to the ground by
| bushwhackers. He became raving ma
MAC and took up his abode in the cave On
the mountain
We fell back towards CHATTANOOGA next
| day and left our captive behind in charge
| of some of his former friends. A month
! later we learned that he soon returned to
| his cave and was shortly afterwards
killed in q fight with his old enemy. the
bushwhackers.-W. L. Hawley in Atlanta
| Constitution.
Buffalo BiITs Mascot.
Henry Beaconsfield, of Leavenworth
| talking of William Cody's early life, said !:
when knew Buffalo Bill first, in 1861,
| he was exceedingly wild and woody and
| unpromising We speak of the wild and
woolly west sometimes with vein of
| humor in our remark, as though we en-
| joyed it. Well, of all the hard looking
| citizens l ever set my eyes on, young Cody
was the worst. The schoolma ans who
used to come out from Illinois and Ohio
| about that time used to refer to him as
| Sweet William. He wore his black hair
| very long, his pants in his boots, sham
| bling gait and an unkempt air generally
| that marked him as the most unpromis-
! ing youth in that section of the rowdy
west. He had no pride about him, and it
did not appear that he would ever amount
to anything.
about this time he fell in love with o
| dashing little school teacher and proposed
to her. Everybody but Bill knew his fate
long beforehand. They knew he was des-
tined to get 1loored, but Bill had no ink
! ling of 1t. When he received q negative
reply he was utterly crushed, and remained
SO for days. He was perfectly collapsed
| and lifeless. But after a week he began
to brace up. The rough frontiersmen had
ridiculed his grammar and poked fun at
him on everything. Bill bought some
books and began to post up.
| He was soon thereafter in the field as
scout, and three years after, when he
came back, he was the most changed man
1 ever saw. His defeat had proved his
| victory. The girl was his mascot Had
| it not been for her l am as confident as ]
can be Of anything in the world he would
never have amounted TO anything, and
would never have been heard Of San
| Francisco Examiner