Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-05-02

thoir prisoners
Shorthand deadly wasthe struggle The crush
ing tow Of th. tomahawk, aud the sab OF til,
keen Aufs. were succeeded by the death groar
and sgonik,ng shrek Assclecoa had singles
out as has vicilm he savage who had raised hi
,omahawk over Grace lie bounded toward hin
with a whoop sending BIS keen axe before him
The Indian evaded it, and they closed in de.pcra,
strife. Asseccoa IN vain endoavored TO draw
his knife His foe clasped hisarms firmly aroun,
him At length, freeing one arm, he canght hi
enemy by the throat and the strained evcbnl
and stating tongue, told his agony. HIS arm
fell at his side lLy knife Of Asseleeoa passc,
slowly into his bosom the body fell heavily tC
the earth and the battle was won With hin
persisted the las, Of the marauders.
Need we describe the Joy Of The rescued Atthe
first onset Grace had faiated Iseyema now
came forth from her retreat, where she had wit
messed the whole Of the hornd scene, and rushed
up 10 Grace, she underworld to tear away the
wiihes that bound her, financially telling her 10
look on her, to speak TO hei Was she not her
sister, had she not come hack TO leave her nc
moreF Grace heard her rot The gentle ear
TO which her words were addressed, was sealed in
oblivion deep as the grave. Asselecoa with his
knife cut the bands, and carrying her in his arms
10 the rivers bank resigne, her 10 lseyemas care
In few minutes he return,d with cup Of wa.
ter, which he gave to Isescma, and then with
drew.
The two aged men were BY this time unloosed
Asselocoa approached his father, but neither spoke.
He stood b, him short time, and thea looking
toward the rivers bank, he saw that Grace had
revived AM was leaning on the bosom of his sis
ter Taking Sir Mark by the hand, he led him
to his daughter, who arose at their approach and
throwing Ter arms around her fathers neck, burst
into a hyserical flood of tears The Indians left
them alone Iseyema, who had assured herself
of her husbands safety, stood by his side looking
timidly no fondly at her father. He did not OBJ
serve THIN. Asselecoa drew him aside from the
crowd, ind seating him on the trunk of decayed
tree, moioned Sir Guy and Iseyema to approac h
They ooeyed the signal. Iseyema suddenly left
her husbands arm and threw herself at her fathers
feet Looking up with her soh beseeching eyes
INTO hi: face, she besought him to forgive her dis
obedience and TO love her once more The old
warrior started, and looked frowningly on the
ovely suppliat mt his feet. His son spoke few
words TO him in their native tongue. AT that
moment Sir Guy knelt at the side OF Iseyena and
said,
'Tecangnesreao, pardon thy daughter 1t is
llone who am to blame. But Iseyema is my wife
md now ask your pardon and forgiveness for
myself
The chief looked bewildered, and said to his
son.
Did hear aright2 my daughter the wife of a
pale face?
Itissol'
The breast of the red man heaved for moment
It the recollection Of tho wrongs he had suffered
rom that race. But his emotion subsidized, and
cooking down upon them, he forgave and blessed
hem.
Grace had recovered some tranquility, and she
now Thanked her deliverers in eloquent terms
But when she came to Asselecoa, her voice falter-
ID, and her streaming eyes fell beneath his ardent
gaze
Sir Mari, then told him how on the seventh
light after Asseecoas departure, he had fell bet
er than usual and had sat up conversing with his
laughter till late hour. The servants had re-
ired 10 rest and Grace was about leaving for the
light, when the door of the chamber was burst
'pen, and they were seized and bound before they
discovered who were the assailants, they were
hurried out into the yard, where they bound Tc-
angnetreao and the domestic prisone They
hen set fire to the building and scampered off,
ravelling as fast. as they could. My poor do,
nestics were all omahawked the next morning
'fter our capture Why we did not share the
ame fate, cannot tell
We will not describe the Journey homcward
uflice ii to say that after an absence of three
weeks they reached their homes, and were warm
y welcomed by their families A magistrate Of
he town offered the asylum of his house to our
homeless party, which was thankfully accep-
ed
The young spring was now dispensing her
blessings to man with liberal hand The day
fer their arrival Sir Mark and Grace, Tecang-
etreao and bis children, visited the ruins of their
homes. Sir Mark seated himself on bench that
vas let into some trees that stood on the lawn, in
ront OF what had once been the house. Grace
Jaw that her fathers strength was falling fast
She removed his hat and wiped the perspiration
rom his forehead. Bowng his head upon his
taft he unused some time in silence. AT last he
aid,
Grace, my child, where art thou2
Here, by thy side, father
where is my Indian friend and his noble son,
nd Sir Guy and his brlde2 My sight grows
lin
They crowded around the dying man Grace
supported his head
'Asselecoa, give me thy hand Thou lowest
my daughter; and, Grace, dost thou not love
him in return p
Father answered Grace, think not of me
now. God viii protect me when thou art
gone
i do not dis,rus, HIM, but must give thee an
earthly protector. Dost thou not love The young