Southern telegraph., 1838-11-07


ed apprehensions crowded upon his mind
Emerging from the cane-brake he beheld
his house in flames and almost burnt to the
ground ".My wife!' he exclaimed as he
pressed one hand 10 his forehead and grasp
cd the fenee7 with the other, to support bis
totIeripg frame. He gazed some time on
the ruin and desolaton before him, advanc-
ed a few PAGES and sunk exhausted to the
earth. aaa ~ aissfsi sgs
Morning came; tho Iuminary of heaven
arose, and still found him seated near tho
aInost expiring emhers. In his right hand
he held small stick, with which he was
tracing the name of "EIizl'' on tho ground,
left hand was thrown on his fivorite dog,
that lay by his side, looking first on the ru-
ms and then on his master, with evident
signs Of grief Morgan arose. The two
brothers now made search and found some
bones burnt to ashes, which they carefully
consigned to their mother earth, beneath the
wide spread branches of a venerable oak,
conseerated by the purest and holiest Of mo-
tyes.
Several days after this, Morgan was en-
gagged in a desperate baltic atfie lower Blue
Llcks. The Indians came off Sictors and
the surviving whites returned across the
Licking, pursued by the enemy for a dis
lance OF six and thirty miles.
James Morgan was amongst the last who
crossed the river: and was in the rear until
the hill was descended. As soon as he be-
held the Indians re-appear on the ridge, he
felt anew his wrongs and recollected the
lovely object Of his affections, He urged on
his horse and pressed TO the front While
IN the act of leaping from his saddle, he re-
eeived arifie ball IN his thigh, and fell an
Indian sprang upon him. seized him by the
hair and applied the scaIping knife. At this
moment, Morgan cast up his eyes and re-
cognized the handkerchief that bound the
head of the savage, which he knew to be
his wlle's. This added renewed strength
to his body, and increased his fury. He
quickly threw his left arm around the Indi-
an, and with death-like grasp, hugging him
10 his bosom, plunged his knife into his side,
and he'sxpired in his arms. Releasing him
self from the savage, Morgan crawled under
a small oak, on an elevated piece Of ground,
n short distance from him. The scene Of
action shifted, and he remained undiscov-
cred and unscalped, an anxious spectator Of
the battle. 4
It was now midnight The savage band
had, after taking all the scalps they could
find. left the battle ground. Morgan was
seated at the foot of the oak; its trunk sup
ported his head. Theruggod and uneven
ground that surrounded him, was covered
with the slain; the once white and projecting
rocks, bleached with the rain and sun OF
centuries, were crimsoned with blood that
had warmed the heart and animated the
bosom of the patriot and the soldier. The
pale glimmering of the moon occasionally
| threw a faint light upon the mangled bodies
OF the dead, then passing cloud enveIoped
1 all IN darkness, and gave additional horror TO
the feeble cries Of few still lingering in the
last agonies Of protracted death, rendered
doubly appalling by the hoatse growl Of tho
bear, the loud Of the wolf, the shrill and
varied notes Of the wild cat and panther,
feeding on the dead and diving. Morgan be-
held the scene with heart-rendinr sensa-
tions, and looked forward with the apathy of
despair to his own end. atea aH aai
| A large, ferocious looking bear. covered
all over with blood, now approached him:s
he throw himselfonthe ground, silently com.
mended his, soulto heaven, and in breath
less anxiety awaited his fate. The satiated
| animal slowly passed on without noticing
him. Morgan raised his head--was about
to offer thanks for his unexpected preserva,
ton, when the cry ofa pack Of wolves OPEN ,e.rc
ed upon him and awakened him to a sense
of danger. He,placed his hands over his
face and IN silent agony awaited his yfIte.v
He now heard rushing IN the bushes, steps
approached, cold child ran over him.
Imagination--creatiVe. busy imagination,
was actively employed---death, the most
horrible death awaited him; his limbs would
in all probability be torn from him. and he
devoared alive. He felt touch-the vital.
spark was almost extinguished-another
touch more violentthan the first, and he was
turned over-the cold swe;h ran down m
torrents-hls hands were violently forced
from bis face-;'he moon passed from under
a cloud, flint ray beamed upon him-bis
eyes inyoluntarily opened, aid he bebeld
his wife, who, I'M scarce audible voice. ex-
claimed-"My husband !--my husband y
and fell upon his bosom. .e,,,ya n so
Morgan now learned from his wife, that
after the Indians entered the house, tlIey
found some spirits aud drank freely; an al =
tercation soon took place-one Of them re-
ceived a mortal stab and fell; his blood ran 4
through the floor on her. Believing il to be
the blood of her husband, sheshrieked aloud.
4 and betrayed her place of fconcealment.
She was Immediately taken and bound.
The party, after setting fire to the house,
| proceeded to Bryant's Station. On the day
Of the battle oEtheBlae Licks, horse. with
a saddle and bride, rushed by her, which
she knew to be her husbands. During the
action, the prisoners were left unguaPdpd