The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware advertiser., 1827-08-23
,ot. and the ha,chet fell harmless to the

SHOT. and the Ratchet fell harmless to the
Aoor.
Courage, mother'' cried Everell, re-
loading the piece, but neither courage nor
celebrity could avail--the second Indian
aprang upon him, threw him on the foor,
wrested his musket from him, brandishihg
his tomahawk ever his head, he would nave
aimed the fatal stroke, when cry IRON
Mononotto arrested his arm
Everell extricated himself from his grasp
and La lay OF hope flashing into his mind'he se'z-
I'd bugle horn which hung beside the door,
and winded it. This was the conventional
signal of alarm-and he sent forth blast-
long and loud--a death" crv
Mrs. Grafton and her attendants were lust
mounting their horses to return home Dig
by listened tor moment-then exclalm'ng,
''it comes from our masters dwelling! ride
for your life, Hutton!' he tossed away
haneisox that cncumbered him, and spurred
his horse to his utmost speed.
The alarm was spread through the vii re,
and in brief space Mr.. Pynchon with six
armed men were pressing towards the fatal
srene.
In the mean time the tragedy was proceed
ing at Bethel Mrs Fletcher's senses had been
stunned with terror. She had neither spoken
nor moved after she grasped her infant. t.v
erell's gallant nterpostion, restored mo-
mentsry consciousness; she screamed to hlm
--"Fly, Everell, my son, fly; for your ia
theirs sake. hy!"
''Never''' he replied, springing to his mo
ther's side.
The savases, always rapid in their move
~ eats, were now aware that their safety
depended on despatch. "Finsh your work,
WARRIORS" cried Mononotto. Obedient to
the command. ard infuriated by his bleeding
wound, the Indian, who on receiving the shot
had staggered back and leaned against the
wall now sprang forward, and tore the in
fant from its mothers breast. She shrek
ed, and in that shrek passed the agony OF
death. She was unconscious that her son,
putting forth strength beyond nature, tor
moment kept the Indian at bay; she neither
saw nor felt the knife struck at her own
heat. She felt not the arms of her defend
ers, Everell and Msgawisca, as thev met
around her neck. She tainted, and fell TO
ihe floor, dragging her impotent protectors
with her.
The savage, in his struggle with Everell
had tossed the infant boy to the ground; he
III quite unharmed on the turf at Mouonot
to's feet. There raising his head, and look
inC IN into the chieftain's face, he probably
pSibCNCN q SlSd" VI hi''Syt i"' WI" WV
quick instinct of Infancy, that with uncrrlne
sagacty directs its appeal, he clasprd the
naked leg of the savage with one arm, and
stretched the other towards him with pit
eous supplication, that no words could have
expressed.
Alononntto's heart melted within him; he
stopped to raise the sweet suppliant, when
one of the Mohawks hercely seized him.
tossed him wildly around his head, and
flashed him on the door stone But the silent
prayer, perhaps the celestial inspiration ot
the innocent creature was not lost. We have
had blood enough, cried Mononotto, you
have wsll avenged ne, brothers"
Then looking at Oneco, who had remain
ca in nne corner Of the portico, clasping
Faith Leslie in his arms, he commanded
him to follow with the child. Evereil was
torn from the lifeless bodies of his mother
and sisters, and dragged into the forest
Maeawisca uttered one cry of agony and
despair, as she looked, for'the last time, on
the bloody scene, aud then followed her ia"
.her.
Ashley passed the boundary of the clear
cd grnund, Munonotto tore from Oncco his
English dress, aud casting it from him
Thus perlsl, he said, every mark of cap
tivity Of my children. Thou shalt return
20 our forests" he continued, wrapping a
skin around him, with the badge Of thy peo
pit."