The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1897-04-06

the old hunter. "If 1t wasn't fur the
gal, I'd think this war lot o fun.
But for her sake l hate to lose the
time. Howsumever we've got to
find the trail agin afore we kin go
any furder on"
Albert sat down on cross tie and
burying his head in his hands he
moaned in anguish.
"I own it gifts me-" said Wetzel,
"I'm clean used up and sarcumvent-
ed. hope may never see the back
o. my neck, if alnt as puzzled
white gintleman as any one could
find in Fairfield county. I'm as
mixed up as the readers of the DEM
ocrat are over readin' one of Col.
Hite's tariff articles or Reese Wyn-
koop's original long winded excerpts
from the New York Sun"
"Alas! then there is no hopel"
groaned the young hunter.
"Wall / can say that, exactly,
though it does look sort o. dubious, L
must acknowledge. But afore we
give up let me examine this yer track
agin."
Saying this, Wetzel got down on
his stomach and smelled the ground
attentively for several seconds. Then
he arose and splitting in the palm of
his hand he struck smart blow with
the other hand, causing the spit TO
fly in several directions.
II thought sol" said the old hunt
er, as his countenance cleared and
happy expression once more return
ed. Then making inquiry of farm
er that was driving by, and getting
the desired information, the hunte rs
set off up the railroad to wards
Lancaster.
Having thus recovered the trail,
the hunters did not waste time, but
made rapid Roadway toward the end
of their journey.
Toward night, they reached point
where they could see in the distance
the rugged front of Mt. Pleasant and
hear the whir of the street cars as
they went whizzing through the in
dian village of Tarhetown. They
could also see the illumination from
Jim Willock's ruddy complexion
and could almost count on Wynn
koop's majority for Mayor on the
bulletin board at the Gazette office,
where Wynkoop's friend Vint Gaff-
ney had joyfully placed it, in the ex-
cess of his ten dollars worth salts
faction.
The close proximity to the indians
now made extreme caution necessary
and the hunters deliberated long
and earnestly over their plans. They
finally concluded to lie quietly where
they were until night, when they
would slip up to the corporation line
and then guided bv the camp fire
they could get near enough to see
Rose and possibly give her some in
timation of their presence.
This plan they put into practice,
resting themselves upon the ground
until the sun had fairly set, by which
time il was so dark under the matted
foliage of the trees that objects a
dozen feet away grew misty and in
distinct, and in ten minutes later
could not be seen at all.
The hunters now set forward again
-Wetzel as usual taxing the lead, but
treading the earth so lightly as not to
make the least sound. In this way
he had advanced something like u
mile, with Albert close behind, step
ping in his very tracks, when all at
once he stopped and taxing the other
by the arm, whispered in low seal
brown voice:
"Hist!" and when Albert had hist
ed the cid hunter resumed: We've
got 'em!"
"For how much2" quickly inquir-
ed the other.
"Don't make any noise for your
life!"
mot on your tin type will IL" an
swered Albert with much feeling.
"Yonder can smell a fire light"
said the elder hunter.
"That's dead easy, anybody could
see that" answered Albert.
And thus the hunters, jointly and
severally looked down upon the
town of Lancaster, that was to be the
A l.. l. .fa Al.
interesting narrative, but of the most
exciting postofiice fight in the North
west territory.
CONTINUED next week.