like devils; three on us fell; myself and the
only neighbor left war obliged to fly to the hills. I made my way to the
settlement.

"Stranger, when I looked down from the hills of Paint creek, and saw the
block house scattered over the bottom, and not a cabin standin' or a
livin' cre'ter to be seen in the settlement of Chillicothe, my heart
left me; I become a woman at once, and sot down and cry'd as if I'd been
whipped to death." The old man's voice grew husky, and the tears
suffused his eyes, but after a few sighs and a tear, he proceeded:

"Well, you see, stranger, a man cannot always be a child, nor a woman,
either; my crying spell appeared to ease my heart amazin'ly. I
shouldered old kit here, and down I went to examine things. The
hurricane had scattered every thing; the fire had been at work too, but,
great God! the bloody _wolf_ had been thar, the settlement was kivered
with the bloody bones of my own family and friends; if any had escaped
the hurricane, the fire or wolf, the _Ingins_ finished 'em, for I never
seen 'em afterwards; I couldn't bear to stay about the place, I'd no
home, friend, or kindred. I took to the woods, and swore eternal death
to the red skins and my nat'ral inimy, the _wolf!_ I've been true to my
word, stranger; that cabin is lined with skelps and ornamented with
Ingin _top-knots!_ Look in, ha! ha! see there! they may well call old
Chris the _Wolf Slayer!_"

The drover regaled his eyes on the trophies of the old forlorn hunter,
and then visited the _perch_, which was situated close by a "deer lick,"
where wolves resorted to fall upon their victims. And from this _perch_
old _Wolf Slayer_ had made fearful work upon his nat'ral inimy the night
previous. The old hunter assisted, during the day, to collect such of
the scattered drove as yet were alive or to be found; the men came with
another of their companions, and the small drove and men left the scene
of terror and disaster, wishing a God-speed to the _Wolf Slayer_.

The Man that knew 'em All.

If you have ever "been around" some, and taken notice of things, you
have doubtless seen the man who knows pretty much every thing and every
body!

I've seen them frequently. As the old preacher observed to a venerable
lady, in reference to _forerunners_, "I see 'em now." Well, talking of
that rare and curious specimen of the human family, the man that knows
every body, I've rather an amusing reminiscence of "one of 'em."
Stopping over