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'm'su 10 fssGS, aad tbsa Ne shall
ore With some eject. Hisi!'
This last sxelsmatioa vss oeeasioaed
BY The sudden risisg OF ous Of the sava.
gss. he gszsd . moment cautioasiy
around. and thea advanced towards the
saieks, where We lay concealed. I drew
nv breath 10. and iremhlsd at the beating
OF my ova heart. The savage still APP
Prosehed. My eompsnion laid his hand
on my arm. and pointed from my rife 10
one OF the Indians. I uudsrstood him.
At this juneiure The advancing savage.
warned OF our presence Sy the cracking
OF an unlueky twig beosaih my conpsn-
lon'' loot. 'prang back. with loud yell.
towards the FIRE.
Nov. said my compsnion, S,ernly.
Quick a. lightning ] raised my piece
and fred. My companion did The same.
The refreshing ssvsge aud one OF his con-
Panions Tell dead on the ground each Of
Ne then sPrang 10 . tree, loading a. we
tan. IL was well we did IL, for N m in
slant the enemy was on us. Shall I de-
scribe that dreadful fight: My emotion
loroids II. A few moments decided IT,
Fighting from tree 10 tree-dodsins
loading. and sndeavoring to get sight on
Toe. ve kept y? the conflict for nearly
I'VE minuies-At The end Of which time l
:ound myself Wounder, while four out III
the six savsgcs lay PROSTATE on the
ground. The other two. finding their
companions dead, and despairinS oil being
able TO carry OF their Prisoner, suddenly
rushed on Der. and before we could inter-
pose. bad seized their hapless victim. I
had only been prevented, hitherto. from
rescuing Kate by the knowledge that On
attempt OF the kind. while the savaees
were still numerically superior TO Us.
would end in the certain death Of as both.
but now. worlds could no. have restrain.
ed me, and, clubbing my ride, for the
piece was unloGded. l dashed out from
my cover. shouting 10 my companion
"'On-on. in Gods name, oa.'
Take care OF the taller varmini.
numbered my companion.
The warning Was zoo late. In the to-
multi OF my feelings ! had not observed
that the savage furthest from me had his
piece loaded. and before ! could avail
myself Of my eompanioa's cooler obser-
WALTON. L received the ball in my right
arm. and my rife dropped powerless by
my side: bad not Sprang involuntariiy
aside at my companionS cry. I should
have been shot through the heart.
'On--on,' groaned in sgony, -
seized my tomShawk 10 my almost use.
less hand
'Stoop.' said my companion. 'Sioop
lower and as ! did 90, his rifle cracked
on the still air. and the Indian fell dead.
"All this had not occupied a instant.
was now within few feet Of her I loved,
Who was struggling in the grasp Of the
other Indian. He had already eniwined
bis hands in her long hsir-hiS iomahawk
was already cleaning in the setting sun.
Never shall forget the look Of demoniae
iury with which the wretch Ylared on
bis victim. A second DOLLY was left for
hope. Ny companion was fer behind.
With his rife unloaded. ! made a des-
Perate spring forward, aud hurled nv
tomahawk Of the savsgS's head. God OF
my iathsTs the weapon Shizzed harm
Iessly by the wretch. and buried itself,
quiveriag. 10 the trunk Of q neiRhborine
Tree. ] gIosned aloud in seony,-lhsTe
vas . yell Of triumph on The sir-a sud.
dsn assbing ia the sun. like 9 glsneine
katie, ahd-b0i cannot 20 %. she lev.
Cd - my owh lie she ubo vas The pu.
Test and lovlieSl Of Der sax; she uiih who's
! bad promised myself . loaG life Of hap
PinsSs-Oh must say it--sAs lay . .nas.
gled eor7ss 81 my feetl But her mur-
dsrer. eye As vas elovsn lhro' the bEesS,
by biow from biz own tomahaWk, which
bad wrsnehed from him With the
strength Of dozen mea."
The old man ceased big tears rolled
down bis fuHoWe1 face. and his frame
shook With emotion. saw The remem.
branes Of the past was too much for him,
and sat by his side IN silence.
! subsequently, beard his sad tale from
others, and then learned the msnnsr in
which Kate bad been earned oil. The
old mans companion was right--she had
been made prisoner By predatory band
OF Indians. Who had followed Butler. and
deserted bin directly after the massacre.
Beautiful a. the Valley Of the Wyo-
ming 70, ] never have seen il. from that
day 10 ibis, without ihinking Of the sad
Tate Of KATE BEvERLT
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