Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-09-13

bitter war | wish no more 10 90 WITH
England. And yet for my sons sake
Il. too. am a true American, father,
interrupted a.han his eyes flashing
with excitement. DO You think l would
90 to live in England? That l would
take title or fortune from King George
our biterest foe? Never, father, never!
My blood boils when [ think Of Wyom-
ingi Let Us stay here and fight for our
rights like true patriots. am glad
those papers are lost and hope they
will never be found!'
"Nobly said. my boy cried Captain
STanbury, in a voice that shook with
emotion. Il would not have had you
choose Otherwise
At that instant a commotiOn arose out
side. Loud voices mingled with the
neighing and cla;,er of horses The
front door opened and a strangely famil-
lar sound brough. the hCj blood TO Ma
than's cheeks Then footsteps crossed
the hall. and into the room strobe Bar
nabas Otter.
Ill
The scene that followed can he better
imagined than told With a grin Of
pleasure Barnabas shook hands with
his friends, thereby convincing them
that he was not a ghost. Nathan was
half laughing. half crying. as he en-
braced the old man, and looked almost
increduously into his rudy face.
Major LangGon watched the scene cur
iously; his glazing eyes Of lc9dcn hue
told that the end was very near
ITS me, sure enough" cried Barna-
bas. when trle first greetings were over.
Here's Your papers, captain. producing
the packet from hls boot. Car ain stan
bury shrugged his shoulders as he took
them, and Nathan did not try to hide
his disappointment.
SO they arena any account after all,
lad" said B5rnabas. in q sympathetic
tone. 'Its hard luck! You see I've
been made acquainted w.h the whole
story"
what do you meaD?" asked Nathan.
you'll know soon Barnabas replied.
"Wsit till tell YOU how I escaped
death. It's not a long yarn. You may
remember tina the Carson house stands
on the Susluehanna. half mile below
Tho Ki-coh inny falls. Il seems that
after BraddOck's defea. The family dug
secret passage from jne cellar Of Oh
house TO The river SOS they might os-
cane by water In case CT an Indian a.
tack.
well. Glass an 7 we've sucked under
The bushes into The mouth o. that secret
passage. We were bOci unconscious az
the time. an when I come 70 after a
hit [ didn't know where [ was. ho!-
Tered three or four times an down come
Carson and his son Wi. Ia lanterns. ST.
mon Glass was stone dead an I reckon
thew buried him she mex. day I push |
ed right M 20 Fort Hunter learned /
from CORPORAL Dubbs where YOU lads I
we're gone. an then struck for H2rris's |
Ferry. There I run across Noah Wax |
penny
so the sergeant didn't eaten him?"
in. 5rrupjad Nahan.
"NO lad. We come on together 70 !
PHILADELPHIA, an then across the Jersles
here. Waxperny IS our yonder now,
washin' off the dust Of travel. He's /
quc.r chap. but
Jus- then Mr.. Waxpenny himself en-
tered the room. boxing as fresh and !
clean as though he had just stepped of !
ship.
Il am informed ina, Major Gerald !
Ianglon is here" he said. rubbing his |
irsn fingers. also Captain Richard !
s-qpbury. his SON have the honor |
TO represent the firm Of Sharswood and |
Fegman. solicitors, Lincoln's Inn. Lon
don. They sens me TO this country in /
+he interests of their late es.imeble eli |
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