The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1903-01-08
DAVID LEWIS.
The Noted Highwayman and
COunterfeiter.
Continued from last week.

Continued from last week)
In the evening repaired to the
house in which ] was born, stu.
ated in Hanover street, nearly op.
poslte DR.. Foulke, and so strong
was my affection for the natal
spot that l stopped down and
kissed the sill of the door, on
which had frequently sat by the
side of my mother, and enjoyed
the innocent sports of boys older
and bigger than myself. who
played around US in the street.
l was anxious again to see the
draw-well which stood in the
street short distance from the
house, and expected to find the
same bucket hanging in the well,
from which | had often, unknown
to my mother, allayed my thirst /;
but finding a pump in it's stead, 1
drew up as much water as cooled
my parched and burning mouth,
which | drank out of the hollow
of my hand; but alas it could not
quench the consuming fire that
ragged in my bosom. The scene
brought to my recollection the
happy days of my infancy and in
nocence, which had gone by never
to return, and the comparison be-
tween what had been and what
now was, filled my heart with
conjunction. 1 felt as one pos
sessed of two distinct souls, and
two opposite natures, one inclin-
ing me to virtue and the other
drawing me to vice and crime; the
strength of the latter prevailed
over the weakness of the former,
and had plunged me in that deep
and black abyss of guilt from
which ! found it impossible to
rise. My heart was torn to pieces
by the violence of feelings which
now agitated me, and I shed a
profuse shower of tears; but tears
afforded relief only to those who
are at peace with them selves,
alas they brought none to mis-
cradle wretch so guilty as had
been. This gentle fluid of hu-
. manity, while it ran from my in
famed eyes only scalded my
cheeks without relieving my burst
ing heart remained sometime
in this agony of feeling transtix-
ed to the spot like statue of de-
spair, and might have continued
to remain much longer, except
for some soft sounds of music
which broke upon my ear. l I'M
mediately turned roundand found
the sound proceeded from a
house up an adjacent alley where
followed until / came to the stone
dwelling from which the sound is
sued. | stopped and listened
with breathless attention. Find
ing it resembled the melody of
sacred music, l opened the gate
and proceeded to the window,
when, peeping through one of the
broken shutters, l observed the
delightful spectacle of an aged
couple closing the labors and du:
ties of the day in exercises of de-
votion and worship. 1t was a
sight to which l had not been ac-
customed, and when the vener-
able Man of God, in the conclud-
ing prayer, pronounced, with the
voice and countenance of an angel
the solemn expression, amen |
involuntarily repeated the words
in so loud a tone that made them
both start with surprise and as
tonishment; but lest my appear
ance by remaining longer should
add to the terror of this worthy
pair, l instantly ESCAPED without
being noticed or perceived.
Retiring from the interesting
spot with more composure than
when came toit, my meditations
recalled to my memory the relig-
ious impressions with which l
had once before been affected, in
New York, on hearing The Rev.
Bishop Habard preach in that
city, and lamented how easily
they had been effaced by the
guilty pleasures and criminal
scenes in which indulged on
that occasion to dissipate their Of