The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1839-11-06

disinterested friendship.
| Who. most noble SIR he exclaimed, am
/ indebted TO for the rescue Of my only child,
and how am | to reward you for your kind
ness
My name is Montrayille' responded the
| youth have but done my duty, and have a
sufficient reward in the consciousness Of hav-
| ing performed it, and gladdened the heart Of
parent, who must otherwise have sunk with
sorrow to the grave
But there was something in the smile which
played upon the lips Of the lovely Jenelta, at
the close Of this last speech, which told Mon
trayille that his services should not go unre-
warded. They were now up with the boat,
and were received with hearty welcome by
all on board
II was four o'clock the next evening, when
they arrived at the city. Notwithstanding
Montrayille's anxiety to get home, he could
not resist the urgent en,reaties Of Mr.. McCrea
to spend the night with him. But perhaps,
an anxiety TO investigate little more closely
the physiognamy Of his fair prize tended more
than any thing else to induce Montraylle to
comply with the old gen,leman's request -.
few minutes walk brought them to the re-
sidence Of Mr.. McCrea. His lady looked
rather snspiciously at Montraville. at first
but when matters were explained, and he was
introduced as the delyerer of their only
daughter, he was welcomed with tears of ioy
and almost overpowered with acknowledge
ments for his gallant behaviour.
The next morning. having purchased
horse and taken reluctant farewell of his
new friends, our hero proceeded on his Jour
ney homewards. We will leave our readers
to imagine the Joy that was masifested by his
parents and sister on his safe arrival at home
neither do we deem it necessary to recount
the many heigho's that escaped the old lady,
while he related the fate Of the passengers on
the unlucky Gazele, and the narrow risk he
ran Of loosing his own life, by the temerity Of
Captains Burster and Scaid.
A year rolled round-M onraville heard
nothing of ,Janetta, yet he felt that he loved
her, but what was he to do--he dared not
write, he was poor and she the heiress to a
princely fortune.
1t was clustering day in November, when
news arrived in the village Of Indian hos,li-
ties on the North western frontier, and with
it, call for volunteers. This was news in
deed, for Montrav:le. A bright ray of hope
seemed to fit across his hitherto despairing
mind.
Fame observed he, sometimes supplies
the place of fortune
A company was soon raised, and Montra-
vile, though bnt youth, was unanimously
chosen leader Of the fearless band. Ten
days journey through barren billy country,
brought them to the place of rendezvous
Two or three days after their arrival the
scouts came in with intelligence of body
Of Indians, then encamped but few miles
distant from the fort.
II was ten o'clock a, night. when the army,
having got themselves in readiness, marched
forward to surprise the enemy. They had
arrived in sight OF the Indian fires, when the
savage yell was heard {; every man now flew
to his tree. The hills, valleys, and mountains
all around, resounded with the terrifying war
whoop Of the ferocious red man. The fight
now commenced in earnest-the woods APP
peared in one continued sheet Of fire. The
battle was long and bloody---both parties
fought with desperation, and each seemed de-
termined on death or victory. A party of the
enemy, with Fish (heir chief at their head
perceiving the Colonel Of the regiment, and
Judging from his milk white horse and pecu-
liar costume, that he was the white mems
ShiCis Will oSISdui uVoii MN.
The gallant Colonel fell. Montraville per-
ceiving it, rushed wildly forward and plunged
fearlessly into the midst Of the savage band.
In few minutes Fish, with three of his best
braves. lay dead at the feet of the intrepid
Montravile. The rest fled, their chief hav-
ing fallen. The news Of his death spread
like fire through the Indian ranks.
The Colonel, who had only been stunned
by blow from an Indian war-club, having
recovered himself, and arranged his men,
ordered charge. The enemy having lost
their leader, could stand no longer; they fled
in every Objectionable rout was complete.
Having pursued as far as was deemed pru-
dent, our men returned to the field of battle
They now called the roll Many cheek
which that morning had glowed with health
and beauty, now lay pale and silent in death.
The name of Montraville was called ;---he
answered not, he too was among the missing.
party Of men were instantly despatched in
search Of him. On reaching the brink of the
hill which overlooked deep ravine, they
heard the report Of gun. They instantly
rushed towards the spot from whence the
sound proceeded. On approaching the place,
they perceived female supporting gentle
man in Military costume, apparently badly
wounded. 1t was Montraville, rescued from
a, bloody death, by the lovely Janetia Nc
Crea. Smile not, indulgent reader, it was
even so.
Janetta, in company with her father, was
paying a visit to relation on the frontier,
when the Indians came upon them and took
her prisoner; her father made his escape
She had, during the day Of the battle. been in
the charge Of four savages; while in pursuit
OF the enemy, Providence directed Montra-
vile, near the lurking place. He saw and re-
cognized Janetta, and determined to rescue
her, or lose his life in the attempt. He rushed