Year: 1860

sccreted himself near the ferry, bu


within ear shot, so as to be able t.


overhear any conversation between pass


engers and ferryman. when the stag,


came up he heard his own name called


accompanied with the very agreeble in


formation that he had been seen in War


ren, and was known to be on that road


and ended by declaring escape to be


impossible, as a hundred men and dog.


were already on his trail.


Leaving the road he made the bes,


Of his way up the river bank through
vines, thorns and swamps till overcome


by fatigue, weary and worn. he sank


down and slept till near daylight. The
first sound that greeted his waking sen


ses was the bayino of hounds: and
plunging into the Saline he swan tn
the northern shore, up which he walked
about a mile in the edge Of the waite,
near shore. so as to leave neither track
nor scent, then swimming back to the
southern bank he made tracks up il
for some distance; he crossed again.
walking i'll shallow water as before, and
50 continued till having swan the r've


five times, and finding a swamp on he
northern shore where the water was
waist deep, he left the Saline, taking
through the swamp in the direction 0.
the Arkansas river: where, after three
days and nights of incessantto he ar
rived. going on board steamer at
once bound for Napoleon. By great
good fortune, the boat was coming
down from the direction Of Little Rock.
where he had been put in irons while
a prisoner: hut he soon learned that
she had not been SO far up as the Cap
ital, consequently no one on board
knew him. and he passed mobseryed
through Napoleon, changingboat there.
and finally reaching Memphis nnmo-
lested. made the best OF his way to St.
Louis.


Notwithstanding the Camden s:chiv-
airy" waited for hours around the iall
in which they supposed him to be lying
with rope in their hands. ready to
enact their part Of the bloody drama.
venting curses of disappointment and
rage both loud and deep when they
found he had escaped them, dorcinr
his steps with horse asd hound as thev
would the trail of a wild beast, he still
lives to open the eyes, let us hope, of
those misguided freeman of the Free
States who are SO deeply in love with
the peculiar institution and its inevi-
table accompaninents, punishment
without trial, death without crime, the
hangman's knot for some, and the
scourge for all.


About one month since. or. to Be
more exact, on the 2d Of September
last, stopped over Sunday at Grand
Junction, Tenn. and during the dav
made the acquaintance Of a Young gen
tleman who resides at Waco. NLel!an
County. Texas. to whom many OF tho
actors in the late sanguinarv events
were we'll known. lie was a South
Carolinian by birth. and Shareholder.
IN the course Of conversation. re-
marked that an account which | had
read but 4 day or two since gave, rs
the number thus far executed. six
white men and two hundred negroes.
.'Six white men, said he; awhv. sir
within the circle Of my acquaintance.
over one hundred white mon have
been hung, besides many in other
counties: rs Dallas, Smith. Hopkins, and
the like" He then went on to say.
that where any positive evidence could
be found against suspected individuals
they were brought before the Commit
tee, after which they were seen no
more till their final passage beyond that
bourne from whence no traveller re-
turns" Others. and BY far the larger
number, men against whom no faint Of
Abolitionism existed, would BE seen
pursuing their ordinary avoeations
during the day. and on the following
morn found swinging from the limb OF
4 tree in sight of their own homes
Inquire, if you please. into the circum-
stances: no one knew anything in re-
gard to it-all that could be learned
was from the bcreved family. They
would tell you that, III the dead Of
night. an armed party Of men, dis
guised SO as not to be recognized, came
and took the husband and father from
among them, for what purpose they
knew not, until they saw his blackaned
distorted features gazing down on them
with the dull, cold look Of death, from
that terrible cminence to which sec
tional hatred and misplaced rage had
raised him.


Such were the sights and scenes Of
woe, daily transpiring in the South,
during the past summer-deeds of
darkness which no eve save that OF
the perpetrator belIeld; choosing the
gloom OF night for their consummation
taking care that the voice of the
victim should be hushcd in eternal
silence. Many an ambitious, noble
youth, pride Of doating father, or
hope Of 4 widowed mother and orphans
who had gone South to follow the
profession Of teacher, has there met
his fate AS unjustly as ever fell victim
by the hand Of 4 Nero or q Calagala.
"Why," it may be asked s'has not