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CADYOW CASTLE.
The Wizard Gunsmith.
A STORY OF THE DUTCI1 FORK.
Some tales are lies frae end to end,
s* * a a *,
But this I am gaun to tell,
* a * * * *
Is just as true's the dell's in heli,
Or Dublin City.
Bunss.
In this age of reason and doubt,
it may be ctilled superstition, but it
was once the honest belief in the
Dutch Fork, that a few of the orig
inal setlers of that portion of coun
try knew a secret of dreadful po
tency, empowering the possessor to
petrify, in an instant, any living
creature, brute or human. This
anomalous condition, it was said,
could be removed only by the per
son inflicting it,-the suspended
functions were resumed as suddenly
as they had been arrested,-and
the act, in the performance of
which the sufferer had been seized,
was completed, independently of
any will or exertion on his part.
Thus, if a poacher had been -stopped,
in this manner, while cautiously
reaching out his hand to take a
pullet from the roost, he would
have been compelled to continue
the theft upon the restoration of
his powers of motion even though a
steel-trap had, in the meantime,
been substituted for the object of
his unlawful desire.
Many a hearty laugh has har
monized with the fire-side cheer,
at the recital of Addaly Nicksnoot's
adventure at Frederick Hexen
meister's, an old gentlemen wh
had long kept all the youngsters in
dread of him by. his repited pos
session of this terrible secret. Ad
daly's account of his mishap
may be summed up as follows:
He was in the act of leaping from a
high fence into Mr. Hlexenmeis
ter's yard, partly for general mis
chief, and partly to test the old
man's powers as a wizard. Sud
denly he became deprived of mo
tion. His limbs grew rigid, though
without loss of sensation; and his
feelings were such as induced him to
believe, that he had been changed
into brittle soapstone. This was
accompanied with a dread of fall
ing off from the fence and break
ing into fragments, from which he
thought he was saved by~having his
aamn hooked. around a fence-stake.
It was a cold moonlight night in
December, and Addaly saw old
Fritz (so lhe was called) issue from
his house followed by his six im
mnense daughters. They placed a
buge empty hogshead immediately
under him, and filled it with stale
persimmon beer, the brine of saur
kraat, greasy dish-water; filthy
soap-suds, and various other dis
gusting fluids. The spell was then
removed, and Addaly declared, that
i sp)ite of all that he could do,
he was compelled to jump into the
villainous mixture, where owing to
his prostration he was forced to re
main an hour, fruitlessly protesting
the harmlessness of his intentions,
and offering to marry any one of
the girls who would aid him in his
escape.
But the story "that I am gaun to
tell" is more particularly illustra
tive of this necromantic practice.
Dutch Fork !
It was a hundred years ago, and
the Dutch Fork was different then
from what it -is now. There are
those, not long dead, who spoke of
it as a section of country covered
with magnificent forest, and settled
by none but German people. I
myself can look back fifty years.
and dwell with pleasure upon dozens
of nooky homesteads tenanted
by quiet, knee-buckled proprietors,
and busy short-waisted matrons.
Between the dwelling-house and
the orchard was the invariable
brick-oven, resembling a huge terra
pin. In the back porch, hanging
against the wall, could be seen the
bags of garden-seeds, the bunches
of red pepper, and, above the
towel, the festoon of red bachelor's
buttons. Upon the door-sill was
ever nailed the horse-shoe, to the
discomfiture of witches; while higher
up, attached to a nail, swung the
dinner-horn; and throughout the
whole house there was an odor of
laendar and rosemary. Tn such
retreats as these, the visitor re
ceived unstudied welcome and im
portunate cheer. It may be said,
that the people of Dutch Fork were
not a pious people, in as much as
they not unfrequently indulged in
high-sounding oaths, whenever it
rained too long or too violently;
but well do I know, that no people
ever made their parson pray more
earnestly for rain, during a drought,
than they did; and never lived
there a man on Cannon's Creek,
or on Crimm's Creek, a hundred
years ago, who did not love his
neighbor as himself. Now-a-days,
boys pursue with dog and gun the
beast that trespasses upon their
father's pasture. Ah, this contrasts
sadly with olden times, when the
stray horse that jumped into the
neighbor's field was coaxed into
the stable, with a dozen ears of
corn, and taken care of as a guest.
According to an old friend, rich
in historical recollections of the
Dutch Fork, and who knew "Weem's
Life of Marion" nearly by heart,
Aberhart Koselhantz settled on
Crimm's Creek, about the time that
Sergeant McDonald played his
famous trick upon the old tory, at
Monck's Corner. (A careful ref
erence to that work, however, has
not enabled me to establish a. pre
cise date.) Koselhantz's family was
small,-consisting of himself, his
wife, and his daughter. His occu
pation was that of a gunsmith, at
which he earned ample means for
the support of his household. In
deed, his expenses were nothing;
for dame Koselhantz cultivated a
garden, the possession of which
all the neighbor-women envied her,
on account of its luxuriance and
variety. And then her poultry ! Why,
she had a greater number of chickens
than could rcost upon the fence en
closing the yard. The Koselhantz
cocks were the first in the Dutch
Fork to annpunce the approach of
day,-those of the neighboring
farms taking up the proclamation
and telegrapL.ing it, as if from head
quarters. 'Then the Koselhantz
ducks ! They were always so plump.
that they could not step over a tuft
Df grass, without falling over upon
their backs; and never less than
forty geese (the i eplenishers of the
teather-beds) took their daily pro
cession down to the little spring
branch past.re.-while the woods
behind the g:arden were forever re -
sounding with the gobblings of
urkies, in a gang of such numneri
al strength as to afford a roast.r
for every Sunday and holyday in
the year, to say nothing of the
eighit days between Christmas and
New Year. A level wheat field
(alas ! it is :ow grown up iu pines)
produced the~ bullion for the mint
ing of all nner of cakes, pud
dings, and pies, and, that kind of
bread, whiohi is no more the same
bread wher made beyond the
bounds of' the Dutch Fork. than
Scotch whiskey is the same ex
bilarant, whe.i distilled in any other
lime than Scotland. A potato
patch. and orchard were kept in
complete or< br by the old man; and
Betsey, his blooming daughter, man
aged the dutiy with such success,
that none of the luxuries properly
belonging tl:ereto were ever want
Eng.
Betsy Kos4hantz !
How shall I describe her? What
can I say of the blue eye that play.
ed between two lids brim-full of
tears ready io gush over the cheek,
should grief or joy add one super
fluous drop? What of the mass of
auburn hair, forever threatening to
tumble into disorder, and yet main
taining unru:Bed its coil around the
home-made comb? And what of
the lips, fro:n which one knew not
whether to prefer a pout or a smile?
Her teeth were even and white,
though such a thing as a tooth
brush or a dentifrice was not to be
found in the Koselhantz house; and
her breath had the fragrance of
mignonette, though I am sure there
had never irown a bunch of it in
the Koselha:itz garden. Of winter
nights, Betsey patted with her foot
the little old-fashioned spinning
wheel, in front of the cheerful fire;
while her ni.other and father occu
pied the corr.ers, the one plying her
knitting-nee lles. and the other ex
amining int s the defects. of a rusty
gun-lock.
Aberhart .:oselhantz was of char
ateritic Te utonic blnntness, lie
looked upon systematic courting as
sheer loss of time,-he and his wife
having arranged their matrimonial
preliminaries while she was knead.
ing a tray-full of dough, at the
same time that he was fitting a
hinge to the kitchen-door. He
therefore scowled upon Betsey's
sweethearts so ominously, that the
young men in the course of time
were afraid to visit his house. One
by one, they all relinquished their
hopes of marrying his daughter,
until she had but one aspirant left,
a good-natured, simple - hearted
young fellow by the name of
Christian Kinkel, or as he was more
generally called, Kris. Kinkel. He
had offered himself as an appren
tice to old Koselhantz,, .and his
proposition was under considera
tion, w' .n a discovery ,was made
which V ead dismay through the
neighborhood, and threw Kris. Kin
kel into a shaking ague,-the first
case of that disease ever known on
arimm's Creek, so notorious in af
ter years for its generation. The
discovery was this : As Kris. Kin
kel was passing Mr. Koselhantz's
orchard, one morning about the
break of day, he saw three young
fellows of his acquaintance stand
ing near an apple tree, in attitudes
that excited his astonishment.
They were as stationary as the
trees themselves, yet all seemed to
be making great exertions. One
apparently trying to lift a large
bag upon his shoulder; another to
bite into an apple, but with no bet
ter success than if it had been
stone; and a third was in the act of
throwing a club into the branches
of the tree. Kris. watched them
for a few moments, and perceiving
that they had no motion in their
bodies, rushed off to acquaint Mr,
Koselhantz with what was going on,
or - rather standing still in his
orchard. He had proceeded but a
few paces, when he saw the old
man approaching. Hastily conceal
ing himself, Kris. heard him up
braid the young men for their dis
honesty, and explain to them, that
he was not punishing them through
anger for the loss of the fruit, but
because he detested the crime of
theft. He told them, that he was
now going to release them under
the hope, that they would profit by
the unpleasant experience, to which
he was compelled to subject them.
Then, with a wave of his hand and
muttering a few words in German,
the enchantment was dispelled. In
stantly, the fellow with the bag
filled with apples, as it now ap
peared,. threw it upon his shoulders
and sank down exhausted under
the weight of it; the one with the
apple at his mouth bit a large piece
out; and he with the club threw it
against a limb, and was knocked
down by a shower of horse apples,
Kris. could bear no more. He ran
howling through the woods, and
when he arrived at his home a chill
seized him, which returned every
third day for a year, in spite of all
the herb-teas that could be con
cocted; then brought on an enlarge
ment of the spleen (fever-cake),
with a complexion such as the cu
cumber takes on in September; and
finally developed a merciful dropsy
that took him off.
Poor Kris. Kinkel !
As might be supposed, after it
became known, that old Kosel
hantz possessed* the power of con
verting people into stone, few per
sons approached his domicil who
had no particular business with
him. He had, however, quite work
enough to do, foP a report reached
the Dutch Forkers, that a large
body of troops under the dreaded
Tarleton was gdvancing towards
Broad River; and the citizens, in
their first paroxysms of alarm, car
ried their guns to Koselhantz for
repair, not so much with the in
tention of resisting, as not knowing
what else to do.
Before I can proceed further in
this story it is necessary to intro.
duce to the reader a character fated
to play no unimportant part in it.
This was a turkey-gobler, by the
name of Spitzebube (little rascal, in
English). He was the only turkey
hatched out of a setting of eighteen
eggs, spoilt about two years before
by the concussion of a thunder.
storm that also clabbered all the
morning's milk in the Kioselhantz
milk-house. Consequently, the lit
tie orphan was brought up in the
house by Betsey Koselhantz, and
instructed in all manner of mis
chief. As he grew to full stature,
he was, by a system of flogging
with briars (which Betsey had not
the heart to do), indoctrinated into
the effeminacy of taking charge of
large broods of chickens, over which
he would watch with affectionate
care,-lcaving upon the surface of
the yard innumerable delineations
of triangles and crosses, which he
made in his awkward attempts to
scratch up worms for his unnatural
protegees. Spitzebube was, there
fore, beloved by the Koselhantz
family. Aberhart would have chang
ed into flint-rock any one daring to
injure a feather in his tail. No
visitor could walk from the gate to
the house-door, without being as
sailed by this valiant gobler. Of a
summer morning, when Mrs. Kosel
hantz sat by the kitchen-door ma
nipulating her churn, Spitzebube
would swell out the feathers of his
chest, drop his wings upon the
ground 'and relax his proboscis un
til it hung over the side of his bill;
and then, with his head thrown back
and his tail spread into a gorgeous
fan, he would strut about the yard
the very type of an arrogant fool.
Cautiously approaching his mis.
tress while stooping over her churn
he had often been known to fix his
bill in the back part of her cap,
and, without any provocation from
her or warning from himself, as
sault her in the most shameful man
ner.- Notwithstanding the severe
blow he received from her, in beat
ing him off, and the threat to
"shtomp his ferry liffers and lights
out of hin," if he attempted the
like misconduct a second time, he
would retreat a short distance
and, after indulging for a few mo
ments in a chattering jargon from
which no meaning could be
derived but vindictive spitefulness,
he would repeat the same ungrateful
act. Although victorious in all his
rencounters, Spitzebube never for
got, that discretion was necessary
in true valor. .He vanquished his
old mistress, and put Betsey to
flight so often, that it was becom
ing monotonous to him; still he re
frained from attacking Aberhart
Koselhantz. He was often seen
advancing toward the old man, at
worl under his shade-tree, but he
always managed by throwing him.
self now on his larboard, now on
his starboard tack, to round his
master as cautiously as- a ship
would weather the Cape of Good
Hope. There was. something sc
eter-n about the gunsnmith, that he
was a terror to the whole animal
kingdom.
Such was Spitzebube. He de
served a better end than that hereini
to be recorded; for his fate goes to
swell the tide of evidence, that re
publics are ungrateful. Spitzebube
died fighting the enemies of his
country, and no monument has been
erected to his memory, nor mention
made of .his name save in this
transient record by the humble
chronicler.
lIt was a bright day in the month~
of January,.- 1781. Mrs. Kosel
hantz was sitting in the sunshine,
churning, while her husband was
hammering away at an old blunder
buss, that had, possibly, done ser
vice in the times of Wallenstein.
Spitzebube was making an obsti
nate retreat before an allied force
of eight guinea-fowls, a muscovy
drake, and an outcast peacock; and
Betsy was down at the milk-house
skimming milk. She was very sad.
Nobody wooed her now, Kris. Kin
kel was past recovery. It was too
bad. Her love was wandering at
random. There was nothing tc
arrest it and engage it. She could
not help knowing, that she was
lovely; the pot of milk, upon which
she was gazing told her so from its
pure surface; and she felt, that ii
somebody would only give her a
half of chance, she could make thai
somebody so-so happy. With -a
sigh she looked down the road, nc
doubt. in expectation of seeing
some swain approaching. Suddenly
her countenance expresses greal
alarm. She shades her eyes with
her hand,-she drops the spoon,
she utters a shrill shriek,-she flied
along the spu ng-branch path to
wards the house,-her cries ring
through the frosty air, startling th4
neighbors,-she leaps the fence witi
a single bound ;
"Oh dadty ! dadty !" sire-screams.
"Gott im Himmel'!" exclaims: her
mother.
"Wat de teffle is de matter wid
you ?" demands her father..
"Oh dadty, dadty, look down de
road, look, look ! oh de red coats
de red coats is a comin'."
It was a foraging party of Tarle
ton's army, about twelve in number,
headed by a dashing young lieuten
ant, and followed by a jolly red
faced corporal. They entered the
gate, and halted in front of the old
man, who had conducted his daugh
ter to the place where her mother
was churning. But Mrs. Koselhantz
came forward, herself, and advanced
to meet the strangers. A glittering
indignation twinkled in her eye,-and
was plainly perceptible in her over
acted civility, as she asked the ques:
tion:
"Vell, goot beeples, vot does you
vont ?"
"Why. my good old woman," an
swered the officer, smiling, "we want
several dozens of your finest fowls,
a couple of calves, a fat pig,-that
one in the pen there. will answer
capitally-besides, we shall want
"Verfluchte Hunden !" muttered
the old man "Sie solt der Teufel
holen !"
"Hello ! what's that-you say, you
old rascal ?" exclaimed the lieuten
ant. "Talking Dutch at us, eh ?
What does he say, Towsend Sapper
lot ?" addressing the corporal, a
ruddy-faced Hessian. .
"He sez, Zir, dat ve pe all a zet
of tam'd onmannerly togs," answer
ed the corporal.
The lieutenant drew his sword
and advanced upon Mr. Koselhants,
as if with the intention of striking
him. He was, however, diverted
from such a purpose, if be really
did entertain it ; for he was sud
denly assailed, frgm behind, in a
manner differing from any attack
he had ever experienced, and, upon
turning round discovered an an
tagonist such as he had never faced.
The moment he entered the gate,
Spitzebuhe had marked him out for
his own ; and when. the lieutenant
drew his sword and advanced upon
Mr. Koselhantz, thegobbler fixed his
bill in the officer's red silk sash and
struck him, right and left, with his
wings. In another instant, the
heroic gobler's head was *severed
from his body by a sabre-stroke.
Then it WEs that Mrs. lKoselhantz,
unable to support her rage, flew at
the lieutenant like .a tigress, and
struck him full in the face with the
dasher of her chign. It was enouigh";
he furiously raised his -sword 'and
ordered his men to fire upon her ;
at the same time that the gallant
corporal caught Betsy in his arms,
and attempted to kiss her. Kosel
hantz witnessed the insult offered to
his daughter, saw the sword about to
descend upon his wife's head, and
heard the command to '-riddle the
d--n'd old hag." But he raised
his finger-uttered one strange word;
-a groan,-a slimdder,-and his
foes stood before him as cold and
stiff as so many statues. The lieu
tenant held his sword in the act of
striking. His men had their mus
kets presented at the old woman,
their left eyes closed, and the petri
fied balls of the right glaring mean
inglessly along the barrels. And
there stood the jolly corporal with
his arms,-from which Betsy had
just extricated herself very slowly
and cautiously (bless her) for fear of
breaking those armns,-maintained in
the same position as when they en
circled her waist ;-his neck reaching
forward ; and his lips pouting out
to their utmost stretch. What a
study he would have been for the
statue of a Tarquin !
Mrs. Koselhantz walked to and
fro in front of the prisoners, and
poured forth her wrath.
"Ah, ha !" she vociferated, shak
ing her fist in the face of the lieu
tenant, within an inch of his nose,
"vy don't you rittle de tam'd old
hack now ? eh?"
Catching a view of the lifeless
Spitzebuhe, yet kicking in Jhis last
struggles, the rage of Mrs. Kosel
hantz became almost uncontrollable.
It is a fact well known in Dutch
Fork families (and why not else
where ?), that when a common cause
arouses the indignation of husband
and wife, it is alternate : that is,
while the good woman is giving ex
pression to ift the husband is abla
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his betterhalf from com
cruelty ; and ice esa.T
plains the exclamation of-r:
hants, as he saw his
proximating.her mouth
face of, the officer, prepe
for a deed that would hay
fatal to a person whil '.de. t
strange, enchantment.
he exclaimed:
"Shtop, Kratel, don't do
no, dat vill neffer do i :
know, dat if yoti-shpit in a :
face wile he is nater di;'?
he vfi crampep intb $ne
it vill pe onpossiple to-pa
gedder again ?"
Here, r. K nel app
round tocoifronbee
indignathat s
rupted, shes
'esh;I knowa dM .;
hart, dat is shoost w" '
We vonts spont.p i,i -
to shkour de house *id,
"Ah, but Rratelly, ssnct
shpring pranh vill4
vell" ..
So- he restrained his
from her purpose; but"
of an houras her pasi
his began toriseuntl1
he reviewed the insult
family, his counteai -
purple with rage. He
his mind whether he
the men in front of hig
posts for a paling fie had in
plation, or break them }
fragments for material itf ,
to build a kitchen chimney -.' 4
The wretched subjectsJt
strange enchantmnut sx
position from the early
til late in the afteroo.~
irit Qf forgiveness na.u
manifested itself in- the
family. Betsy -was the-?d
yielded to the pont~
inanity. She sat upon h
steps,..with-her face enoied
palms of her hands~ suad
terly..
"Oh,'' she sobbed,"hi
the way now. "Ever since%
found out, thatda.a.a4
witch,-nobody-comes to
and now-when this here '
this here p-o+or feller only
kiss me-onlys tried'to Ive~
one leetle-tigy-t.solitaryis
to see what he has got tii e&.8
I do wishlIwas dead!"
She wept so lonig and
that her mother, after
lieutenant another oto -.
wrath, set her arms
told her husband, tha t w
to release the men. -- -'
"Wat !" exclaimed theold
in a tone of voice not far h
moderate-clap of thunder.
just resolved to plantte
and the corporal face to
gate-posts,-calculating p .
breast and left knee-cap of
mer as suitable place to fix
for the gate, and the mnothotI
atter as a very good socket to,
ceive the bolt for latchingit A
"Yesh,. answered the oM
"You knows ferry veil dat-ef 4
sets upon beeples in sichas -~
dat it is onpossiple to priug-'a
rights agin ; and dey has tr%
on a beini' rocks de pallaaee
lives."
"Yesh !" sai<LKoselhantz
know dat, and dey shall"p
rocks as the teffie can't pur.";
Here a quarrel commece&dig
tween Mr. Koselhantz..and haim
which raged terribly for twe I~
minutes. It is entirely i
for me, without the conveniec
stage arrangements and" the
an orchestra, to convey.a
of this domestic broil.
to say, that the gunsmith,
weaker and weaker,
upon seeing Betsy advance
him, in aid of her mother-*
same time catching a gliineo
sun frowning upon hinm,o,
tops of the trees, as thoughl
say :-"for shame, Aberhart -
hantz !"
Conducting his family toth
of the ,strangers, Koselaat
more raised his finger an&
another strange word, fl s'~
f6lowed by a deafening ~
and( the men were all dashed
wards upon the ground by
coil of their guns. The -
sword descended wi
that it flew out of ais
stuck intoth
poa-h V