The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1893-07-22
PLAYING A HORSE FIDDLE.
rho Noise That scared Texas Town ans
Resulted I'm 81 1ynchlng.

Resulted In 3 I.ynching.
The apocryphal leaves in Vnllam-
brosa were never as numerous ms the
stories with which Col William q.
Stsrrctt's memory is stocked. They
seem to ooze out of him at all times
and upon all occasions without further
effort on his part than the mere re-
counting of them.
speaking of noises," remarked the
colonel, reminds me of thing that
in my state, once. Right near Max
well was wild sort of place, inhab-
tied with about four hundred million
black wolves, and the edge of it was
pretty thickly settled. A stranger
going to one of the settlers houses
never could sleep because the wolves
made such n noise, but the natives
never minded 'em Il bit, and even their
dogs stopped taking any notice of EN-.
suddenly the people began to get
| worried. Sounds began to come out of
| that wilderness such as no human ear
had ever listened to before. The howls
of the wolves were as the voices of the
cherubim and the seraphim alongside
of it. Every night it continued grow
ing worse and worse, until it became
downright soul terrifying. Grown
folks would get white and the chill
dren's teeth would chatter, while all
the cattle would come around the
houses and try to get comfort from
being near folks.
| "Pretty soon the people concluded il
was a Bengal tiger or lion that hat
got out of some circus, and they made
up their minds to hunt it down SO they
could get some sleep again. So Il big
party raided the woods and sent in the
dogs. Pretty soon back came the dog.
with their eyes bigger'n brighter i
electric lights, and their hair all stand
ing up, and their tails between theil
legs. and they didn't stop when theil
masters called 'em, but kept right OF
for home as hard as they could go. The
people concluded the thing. whatcvci
il was, must be something prctt,
terrible when a Texas dog wouldn'
tackle it, so they drew off their forces
"'rhat only made the noise at nigh
more Internal than ever. 1t was indie
scribable. All the souls in tormen
seemed to moaning and crying an,
shrielling and carrying or together
AT last a fellow came along who sal
he had been in Arabia, and that tn
noise was nothing in the world but tn
night song of an ostrich.
1.-The people felt sort o ashamed tina
they had been frightened by anythin
that wore feathers, so they made IL
their minds to start in after it agai
and let nothing stop EN-. So on
night about one hundred OF 'em arne
to the teeth went forth, determined o
victory. The dogs went in and cam
out again. just as they did heretofore
, but their masters went on.
"As they began to near the place tn
, sounds came from they We're prett
near scared to death, but they wer
afraid to turn back lest the thing
ostrich, or whatever it was, might III
after 'em and catch 'em. So on the
went, gentlemen, and pretty soon the
came to little cabin in n gully, an
there they found a-sitting out in fror
! of it an old fellow named Jim Bott
a-sawing away for dear life, and tryin
to play Maryland, My Maryland,' on
big hoss fiddle.
' What did they do with him? VIII.
they hung him, of course. '-Washin.
, ton Post.