The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1837-08-19

lpon the space which his terrlDle arm iiau
a moment before kept open. A cry oil ago.
nv escaped the high souled savage: as ne
saw how thus the last hope was lost lie
made gesture, as if about to rush again into
the frav. and sacrifice his life with his tribes
men; and then preceiving how futile must
be the act, he turned on his heel, and boun-
ded after his retreating wife, with arms
outstretched, to shield her from the drop
ping shots of the enemy.
The Uprising sun had now lighted up the
scene, but all this passed so instantaneously |
that was impossible for De Grais to keep
his eye upon the fugitives amid the shifting
forms that glanced continually before him;
and when accompanied by Hanyost and
seven others, he had got fairly in pursuit,
Kiodago, who still kept behind his wife,
was far in advance of the chevaier and his
party. Her forest training had made the
Christian captive as fleet Of foot as an Indian
maiden. She heard too the cheering voice
of her loved warrior behind her, and press
ing her infant in her arms, she urged her
flight over crag and fell, and soon reached
the head of a rocky pass, which it would
take some moments for any but an Ameri-
can forester to scale. But the indefatgable
Frehchmen are urging their way up the
steep; the cry of pursuit grows nearer as
they catch sight of her husband through
the thickets, and the agonized wife finds
her onward progress prevented by ledge
of rock that iripends above her. But now
agaiu Kiodago is by her side; he has lifted
his wife to the cliff above, and placed her
infant in her arms; and already, with re-
newed activity, the Indian mother is speed
ing on to cavern among the hills, well
known as fastness of safety.
Kiodago looked a moment after her re-
treating figure, and then coolly swung him
selfto the ledge which commanded the pass.
He might now easily have escaped his pur-
suers; but as he stepped back from the edge
of the cliff, and looked down the narrow ra-
vine, the vehgeful spirit of the red man was
too strong within him to allow such an OPP
portunity of striking a blow to escape.
His toihahawk and war club had both been
lost in the strife, but he still carried at his
back more efficient weapon in the hands
of SO keen hunter. There were but three
arrows in his quiver, and the Mohawk was
determined to have the life of an enemy in
exchange for each of them. His bow was
strung quickly, with as much coolhess as
If there was no exigency to require haste.
Yet he had scarcely time to throw himself
upon his breast, few yards from the brink
of the declivity, before one of his pursue1s,
more active than the rest, exposed himself
to the unerring archer. He came leaping
from rock to rock, and had nearly reached
the head of the glen, when pierced through
and through by one of Kiodago's arrows,
he toppled from the crags, and rolled,
clutching the leaves in his death agony,
among the tangled furze below. A second
met similar fate, and a third victim would
probably have been added, if shot from the
fusil of Hanyost, who sprang forward and
caught sight of the Indian just as the first
man fell, had not disabled the thumb.ioint
OF the bold archer, even as he fixed his
last arrow to the string. Resistance SEEM
ed now at an end, and Kiodago again be-
took himself to flight. Yet anxious to di-
vertthe pursuit from his wife, the Young
chieitain pealed yell of defiance, as he
retreated in a different direction from that
which she had taken. The whoop was
answered by simultaneous shout and rusB
on the part of the whites; but the Indian
had not advanced far before he perceived
that the pursuing party, now reduced to
SIX, had divided, and three only followed
him. He had recognized the scout, Hanv-
ost' among his enemies, and it was now
apparent that that willy traitor, instead of
being misled by his ruse, had guided the
other three upon the direct trail to the cav.
ern which the Christian coD,;,,