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his neck in that direction, he stepped to one of the posts and put his arm around it.  The Sheriff approached him to loose his hold, and for a moment it was doubtful whether O'MIC would not throw him to the ground.  Mr. CARTER ascended to the platform and a negotiation in regular diplomatic style was had.  It was in the native tongue, ad I understood at the time.  Mr. CARTER appealed to O'MIC to display his courage, narrating what he had said
about showing pale faces how an Indian could die, but it had no effect.  Finally O'MIC made a proposition, that if Mr. CARTER would give him half a pint of whisky he would consent to die.  The whisky was soon on hand, in a large glass tumbler, real old Monongahela, for which an old settler would almost be willing to be hung, if he could now obtain the like.  The glass was given to O'MIC and he drank the whisky, in as little time as he could have turned it out of the glass.  Mr. CARTER again came down, and the Sheriff again drew down the cap and the same scene was re-enacted, O'MIC expressing the same terror. Mr. Carter again ascended to the platform, and O'MIC gave him the honor of an Indian, in pledge that he would not longer resist the sentence of the court, if he should have another half pint of whisky.  Mr. CARTER, representing the people of Ohio and the dignity of the laws, thought the terms were reasonable, and the whisky was forth coming on short order.  The tumbler was not given

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storm, Capt. THORN's vessel soon came ashore, not far from JOHNSON's run, which enters the lake near the Marine Hospital.  The crew got safely ashore, and concluded to pass the winter on the spot.  They built a cabin on the bank, near the corner of Clinton and Wilson streets, the remains of which were there in 1800 and in subsequent years.  The guns were taken from the hold, and carried partly up the bank, wrapped in a sail, well greased, securely plugged, and buried beneath a leaning tree on one of the benches, or slips, of the shore.
     When the first settlers came here, and even as late as 1830, there were evidences of the clearing which Captain THORN made around this cabin, in old stumps and in the second growth of timber.  Capt. LORENZO CARTER, father of Alonzo, procured from the wreck, in the year 1807, the irons for the rudder of his new schooner the Zephyr.
     Capt. LEVI JOHNSON says he procured spikes and bolts for one of his first vessels from the same place.  A piece of iron from Capt. THORN's schooner is still to be seen forming the hinges, of Mr. CARTER's gate at his homestead at Newburg. 
     The guns were frequently sought after by the early settlers, but no trace of them has yet been found.  No doubt the encroachment of the lake has left them long since beneath its waters, deep sunk in the quicksands of this shore.
     Captain THORN was a Canadian, who in the war

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