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Show THE WORLD. AMERICAN FORK, UTAH, SATURDAY. JANUARY YOU V. MORGANTOWN RESCUE 8TIRRINQ EVENT IN HISTORY OP NORTH CAROLINA. How Colonel Barter Wu Saved Who Was the Lank and Ontapekoa Youth Who Answered to tha Kamo of Andrew Jackson? . V The crowd In Morgantown at the opening of the Sevier trial was the largest which had ever assembled in North Carolina, or, for that matter, In the entire country south of the Potomac. The roads were unusually good in the summer of 1798, and for 100 miles around people had ridden over the hills to hear what the "hero of King's mountain' who gloried in having been a rebel and a traitor against England, would say when put on trial for his life on the charge of rebellion and treason against North Carolina. The high court did not open .until 10 oclock, and long before that hour both the court house and the square around it were crowded with men in every variety of costume from the uniform of a general of North Carolina militia to the buckskin shirt of the Watauga backwoodsman. The four groggeries, which were ample for the needs of the town on ordinary court days, were swamped with customers, and nothing but the liberal supply of such pocket pistols as our colonial ancestors carried with them on such occasions prevented a deplorable epidemic of thirst As It was, the crowd kept in a good humor. There had been only one fight during the morning, and it was all too brief. In the crowd which hurrahed for this fight, and for every other which took place during the day, there was a tall, lank, uncouth looking young man, with long locks of hair hanging over bis face and his back hair done up in an eelskin cue. According to Albert was Andrew Jack-so- n name his Gallatin, and he had stopped to hear the trial. Intending to proceed afterward to Robertsons colony on the TennesGallatin see side of the mountains. says "his dress was singular and his manners those of a rough backwoodsman. This 1b undoubtedly true, but it has never been definitely proven that he was the same Andrew Jackson who afterward exchanged shots with Sevier on the road to Knoxville. It is not necessary for the purposes of this hisIt is tory to dwell on that point. a keen he had to eye say that enough for horseflesh, and when three stalwart backwoodsmen rode up with a led mare whose slim flanks, clean-climbs and erect hepd showed her aristocratic blood, he was alert at onco. I want a horse to ride over the Will vou sell mountains, he said. ut or trade? This is not my day for trading! said the tallest of the three backwoodsmen, as he dismounted and gave the reins of his own horse and of the led mare to a young man, who, as If by prearrangement, pushed out of the crowd to take them. "I will give you a hundred for her. I tell you it's not my day for trading, said the backwoodsman in tha hunting shirt, briskly. "Come, With his companions he pushed through the crowd to the court house door with the air of a man who had business there. To offers of a huntwo hundred," "two dred and fifty, hundred and fifty, for the mare ho paid no attention whatever. The young man in the eelskin cue, who had followed him half a dozen steps to make them, returned to the youth who was holding the mare and began to question him. At first uncommunicative to a degree, the young man finally relaxed and said, half humorously, half fiercely: "If you want to know who those men are I can tell you. They are MaJ. Jim Cosby, Capt. Nat Evans and CapL Jack Gibson. They were over in this part of the country once before when the British were licking you people, and now they have come back to see you hang my daddy, John Sevier. "Allow me to shake your hand, sir! I am pleased to meet you, sir, or any other relation of Colonel Sevier, said The truth Is, the North Carolinian. sir, that the gentry, who never were anything but half Tories at best, have taken possession of this commonwealth and are trying to run It on royalist rather than republican principles. In the court house there now, your father the friend of Franklin, sir, and the upholder of the rights of man is being arraigned before a judge who wears an Imported London wig and gown warranted to be of the exact pattern worn on the Kings bench. And the sheriff has just gone into court with a mace and sword carried before him as if he were the lord mayor of London. Republican institutions will go to the devil, Blr, if it is not stopped and stopped soon. Having delivered himself of this har- - angue without seeming to care whether it would please the bystanders or not, the tall young man shook hands twice with young Sevier and turned toward the court house, followed by a cheer from the "tackles, or plebeians, as he would have called them in the language of the volume of Plutarch he carried in his saddle bags. He had a way of his own in getting through a crowd, and a few minutes later he was in the court house and Inside the railing, talking in low tones to two other young men whose conversation showed that they were law students and fierce republicans like himself. "Silence in the court! said the high sheriff, sternly, and the undersheriff, who held the royalistic mace which had helped to occasion the Jacobinical outburst, brought the handle of it down on his desk in a series of menacing thumps. As the noise ceased the judge looked over his spectacles at the prisoner's The defendant has heard the dock. indictment charging him with high treason against the sovereign commonwealth of North Carolina, by the grace of God free and independent Let him stand up before the bar of this court and plead whether he be guilty or not guilty." Sevier rose slowly. lie was smoothly shaven, and his face, still unwrinkled, gave him the appearance of being 10 years younger than he really was. He had dressed himself carefully in the full regimentals of a Continental colonel, and when he rose to plead, the crowd outside, seeing him through the windows and being safe from the anger of the bench, gave its verdict la the case by a lusty cheer. The judge frowned, and the sheriff's mace once more pounded the desk. As the cheer died away Sevier began: "If it please this court But he never finished his sentence. The taller of the three men who had ridden up out side with the led mare pushed forward before him and bowed to the judge: "My name is James Cocby, If it I am depplease the court! he said. utized by the people of the Watauga settlement to represent this defendant by challenging the jurisdiction of the court to try him. When the court wants him again, let It send to Watauga for him! In the breathless silence which followed this astonishing utterance, another backwoodsman, almost as stalwart as Corby, grasped Colonel Seviers arm, and with the third of their party In front of them, they forced their way toward the door, pushing the crowd to the right and left with an energy which sent more than one man to the floor. As they reached the doer Major Cczby released Sevier's arm, drew a pistol from under his hunting shirt, and shouted, Sevier! Sevier! A rescue! a rescue! thrust aside the undersherlffs around the door, and made way for his party through the crowd. Fifty yards away across the square stood young Sevier, holding the horses. While Judge Spencer was still speechless with surprise and indignation, the fugitives were mounting, and before the sheriff had made his way to the door of the court room they were clattering down the Watauga road, followed by one after another of the cheers, learned wild, from the Cherokees and famous In after times as "the rebel yell. Through the whirlwind of summer dust which rose around the reckless riders, it could be seen that the led mare on whose back Sevier had been forced by bis companions, was already In the lead by a dozen lengths, and that she was gaining a length In every twenty she covered. More than one of the cheering . "tackles recognized her as Sevieit's thoroughbred "Bonnie Kate, who, when first Imported, had come near bankrupting the habitues of every race track in Western North Carolina. It was fully three minutes before the sheriff and his party of a dozen deputies had made their way to the "hitching racks which flanked the sides of the square. On reaching them, it was only to find that every bridle was tied to the rack poles in double and twisted hard knots. Swearing and perspiring with their efforts, three of the sheriffs party did manage to mount and give chase before the fugitives were out of sight, and the others straggled after them as soon as they could cut and piece out their bridle reins. But the chase was so hopeless that its failure as a spectacle exasperated the crowd into yells of derision. The tall young man with the eelBkln cue had mounted the top of a gate which cpmmanded a view of the road until it disappeared around the hill a mile from the court house. "They are half a mile ahead already, and it is no race at all! be said. "No race at all, gentlemen; no race at all! They will win in a canter. If they ever come back over the mountains to this court house it will be with a thousand men behind them. And, by the eternal, if it Is necessary to defend republican principles against the British aristocracy of North Carolina, I will be one of the thousand! high-pitch- ed suit A 110. George Eliot, the great novelist, llv-- , for some of her later years in that ipulous land of artists which lies And In be-re- en Willey and Ilaslemere, in Sur-Her residence was on the lights, overlooking that vast wood-n- d scene which Birket Foster has s. in so many charming With the rural Surrey folk e novelist was greatly pleased, and eir dialect seemed to her as rich and cy as that of the Mldlandshire rus-:- s of her early years. Stfe would re-with glee one quaint Surrey remark: "Oh, ma'am, what I ive gone through with my husband! e is so uneddicated; he never had a in his life! Household ords. y. illus-ation- at vll-ge- rs il-c- Cnrrenta In th Atlantia. Experiments have been going on for the past two years for the purpose rf trying to learn something of the characteristics of the Atlantic ocean as a great moving body of. water. As a result the whole Atlantic ii shown to be slowly circulating round and round, like an enormous pool. NO. 7. 15, 1803. IN THE GUARDTiOOM. BT A. B. T was one of those calm, beautiful and evenings pensive only seen in all gorgeous splendor in the fair land of the Aztecs, their the sergeant a heavy blow with the hilt of my sword full on his month, knocking a couple of teeth down ids throat and bringing the blood freely. With an oath he released his hold oc the captain and almost leaped down the rickety stairs. Quick as lightning the thought came flashing through asj mind that I felt sick at heart as I recollected that the fellows pistol lay in the entrance-wa- y and that he now with maddened frenzy to seize that I sat, or ralher rushed and shoot it me; and now I felt, as a reclined languidly, came over me, that my only cold chill after the fierce heat was to close on him and run him of the summer day, hope with my sword before he through on a wooden lounge could reach the pistoL Quick as or cot, the back and seat of which were I followed him down the covered with leather, and which cot, thought the ground nearly a reaching stairs, and table together with an old cedar one or two stout chairs made of the comba wood, formed the only furniture of the dull guard room. The "cuartel, or barracks, were now almost entirely deserted, the major portion of the troops having been thrown outside the town to man and garrison the various batteries, redoubts and earthworks to repulse the roming enemy, leaving the cuartel only a guard for local duties. I had not long come la from the outlying pickets and had Just finished my simple meal, when, feeling fatigued by the unusual exertion 1 had undergone that day, I lay down on the wooden cot. Overcome at last by the excessive heat and fatigue, I slept. Haw long 1 slept I know not, but was partially aroused by the voice of the sergeant of the guard, saying: El jefe del dia, senor (the officer of the day, sir). I sprang up quickly, and, half ashamed to have been caught napping I seized my sword by a subordinate, and cried in a savage voice: "Guardia forma!" "Grand rounds came and "grand rounds wept .and soon all was quiet again; the troops dispersed, and I went back to the guard room. I, however, noticed casually that up in one corner of the gateway and near the wicket a small revolver lay on a piece of mat ting. This belonged to the first sergeant of the "Guard," who, in the Mex lean service, is allowed to carry them the same as an officer. 1 paid but lit Boon as he did. The captain, too, came rushing excitedly after us, and with a horrified expression of countenance that under any but the present uncomfortable state of things I should have laughed immensely at; but the sergeant was not a man to let you laugh long at anything where he was concerned that is, personally; so before I could close upon him he fired. I mechanically threw my hands up to shield my face and sprang aside, the ball whizzing past my ear. Again he raised the fatal weapon. This time I was placed In a decidedly unpleasant predicament, for the gallant captain ol the powder magazine, to shield bis sacred "carcass, held me tight around the waist, and in such a position that I could neither use my hands nor make the slightest attempt to defend myself. This time, as he raised the smoking pistol, I gave myself up for lost He fired! Thank God, the ball Just missed me. He raised again and fired. At this last fire I made one successful effort and shook the captain off. It was well I did so, for as I dropped to the ground to escape the discharge I left the captain, who was stooping, quite exposed. A hoarse cry of pain, rising above the report of the pistol, told me the captain was hit; and so sure enough he was, the ball entering the rim of his broad sombrero as he stooped to screen himself from the effects of the fatal fire, ranged downward, and thence through bis shoulder and out of his side. He fell where he stood, groaning at intervals. As for the sergeant, Adorantes, I was now unencumbered, and, closing in upon him, I cut through the metallic guard of his pistol, severing his trigger finger completely from the hand, and the guard being now' aroused, he was roughly secured and locked up In tha calabosa. The whole cuartel was now in a state of great excitement, for the slumbering soldiers, hearing the reports of several shots, rushed madly to seize their arms; the drummers added to She confusion by beating their "long roll; the noisy buglers made night hideous with their discordant braying, and, to cap the climax, the bravos, seeing the captain lying bleeding and groaning on the pavement and myself standing neat him, supposing everybody was aa enemy, let fly with their flint-locbang Into the adobe walls, the and the dry mortar flying around in every direction. It was long before things resumed the wonted tenor of their way in that cuartel, but as the morning broke in the east the barracks stood dull, dismal and quiet as ever, and none, to look at them outwardly, would ever have thought that a murder had been committed but a few hours previous. At 2 oclock precisely Captain Agiluz died, apparently without much pain. Three days after Sergeant Adorantes underwent the extreme sentence of the l; he was tied across a howitzer and received "300 lashes, well laid on." He died ere Le was unbound, and Is now buried neii on the high road out the sentry-bo- x of town. half-slee- FELL WHERE HE STOOD, tie attention to it at the time, as weep ons lying around loose are common enough in a soldiers barrack. 1 lay down again on the old cot, but do as I could, I couldnt keep awake; and so, resigning myself to my fate, I rolled over and was soon in the arms I of Morpheus. I had not slept long when I was half awakened by a loud voice in the passageway, calling out: "Adorantes! Adorantes! venga aquia! (Adorantes, come here!) Adorantes was the name of the first sergeant of the guard and the possessor of the revolver spoken of before. The first speaker, who by bis voice I now recognized as a certain Captain Agiluz and whilom keeper of the powder magazine, never interfered in any way with the duties of the soldiers, and I was the more astonished to find him here at this time of night The sergeant, in obedience to the summons of his superior, hurried upstairs in the direction of the sound of the voices. He had hardly reached the topmost step when I heard a very loud blow administered by some one, and which blow was quickly followed by a desperate struggle and blasphemies, the Spanish tongue being exceedingly prolific in this style of expressive and emphatic language. ' I tumbled out, and, seizing my sword, which lay unsheathed on the table, I hurried up the stairs to ascertain the cause of the tumult; I there found the captain and the sergeant wrestling and struggling together, the sergeant having the captain down. I commanded them to desist, as I, as captain of the guard, was responsible for all disturbances that might occur during the tiiqe I was on duty; but In vain. They swore and clinched and struggled fiercer than ever. Wearied at last and to end the matter I struck py ks balls-reboundin- court-martiand or KoHilng-- , county. Pa., man spent nineteen years of his life trying to get the appointment of postmaster. Finally he worked his strings properly and succeeded. When he learned that be was counted only as a fourth-clas- s postmaster he immediately resigned. He said he had worked long enough to be a postmaster, and derned sense hadnt he if enough to know it First-Cla- ss A Bucks first-cla- ss Loorot fortune. Forty years ugo W. 11. Trabue, oD Kokomo, lnd., disappeared, and until the present nothing has been heard from him. He has recently died, having accumulated 3,0C0,000 in Mississippi, under the name of Tribbitt All his money goes to the families ol brothers and sisters, the will stimulating that the children shall rc&lve I unlvcrsi y education. |