The New era. [volume] ([Portsmouth, Va.]) 1845-1847, 1845-10-16
THE INDIANS REyENGE

Every {" Buckeye" Sc Corncracker % mr. 90 Hoo.
seir," has seen OF heard Of Simon Kenton. IN.
celebrated Indian fighter and hunter. Born and
raised amid scenes Of strife and danger, no was
taught. at an early age. to rely upon his own en-
ergies for support and protection, and MANY ara
the tales we have heard Of his indomtable brave
ry, presence Of mind and sagacity-quali,ies that
distinguished the pioneers Of civilization in the
boundless West, and enables them TO triumpb in
the darkest hour, and compass difficulties that =
less hardy race would have deemed unsurmounta-
BILE. gE
AT one period of Kenton's eventful career, no
was sitting rude bench in front Of his cabin.
smoking corncob pipe. and entertaining a num-
oer OF " responsibilities" with narratives of by-
gone days. and stirring events in which he was a
prominent actor
Inc sun had gone down in blaze of plory,'
as tne noveiists say tinging the forest with mel
low light and robing in gorgeous hues the giant
oaks that stand like pillars against the cerulean
armament, An Edenlike stiffness regned around
the humole dwelling otthe war-worD veteran--tho
hum OF insects CT ased, and twilight was stealing
on apace, soothing the turbulent passions of our
nature, and lending an Undesirable charm to thu
woodland scene. At this moment a noise WA.
heard by kenton. and in an instant the form of an
Indian was seen emerging from thicket in front
OF the hut. The red man did not advance with
the canton of his tribe, but crushing the reeds
that obstruc,ed his passage, marched with bold
step TO the cabin and stood before Kenton I'm ali
his native majesty"
| Good evening" said the Indian, who smoke
good English, how is Mr.. Kenton, the Eaole
Eye, as we call him p
Well. very well, you red -skinned vagaboud
What brought you to Simon Kenton's cabin nc
| such an hour this2'
Reyeage!'
All you can't forget that brush Ell q
nld
| the Great Spirit says must have blood for blood
We'll, lngen, you know where Simon Ken
tons hut stands. and when you call upon hirs in
daylight, Ike white man, you'll find him ON
hand.
Enough! We will meet at the rising of tho
sun Tomorrow, in the Fallen Timber You
know the place. | could have revenged my IA
Their, who has gone To happy hunting ground,
by killing you at your own door, but that would
not have been according to my notions of honor
among red men,
| Yes, lngen, we will meet at SUNRISE exactly
and recoilect, as soon as we pass the morning
compliments, the work begins. You want to xiii
me, tor revenge as you say, as happened TO kill
your father. Very well, Ingen, Simon Ken,on
knows what's right. and when we meet, luck will
decide 1t. will take my old rife, and can he
found at the crossng-you know where. All
you have got TO do in the morning, is to take 4
bee line for the spot. and when you see old Simon
blaze away!
The two parted in apparent friendship, and The
old man retired to rest. At dawn, he arose. and
made prepar ations for the conflict, which ha know
must be deadly. Balls were made--fnis pick
ed-powder examined. etc, and without cam
mnnicating tn his family his intention, he Sam
tered forth, and was soon at the appointed Mace
he found the Indian had anticipated his arriva'
and was leaning upon his rifle, at a short distance
from the place he had designated, in thoughtful
mood Signs were exchanged and then corn
tnenced bush fight never surpassed. The I'm
dian hred and missed, and then took shelter be-
hind large hickory. Kenton was cool and COL
lected and trying again the flint of Black Bet,
told his antagonist to stand forth. The Indian
had reloaded, and both chose position, and fired
without effect. Quick though the pieces were
reloaded, and the :" artfu dodging'' that followed
can be better imagined than described. From
tree to tree the assailants alided and every mrans
ingenuity could invent was resored To by them
to gain an advantage. This lasted for some mo
ments. when the Indian, finding he could not out
wit his white antagonist, in the woods, came for
ward and proposed that both should po 10
clearing at hand, with unchanged rifles and AT
signal agreed upon. load and fire. Kenton readi
~ accepted the offer, and repaired to the clearing.
The remainder IS soon told. As soon as the SIG
nal was given, both began loading with the ut
most haste, being distant from each other but
few yards. The Indians movements were bnr-
RED but certaln-kenton was more methodical
but no less effective, and the ramrods were dr,xn
out at the same time. Kenton however, made .
fatal mistake. Instead Of throwing his rod ON IN,
ground as his antagonist did, he attempted to nut
IL IN It's place, and while doing so, received bali
that sent his spirit To a better world
Years have rolled away since the oecp,reoc.
we nave mentioned. but there are many vet in thu
land ct the living who remember the sad fate NJ
The old warrior, Near the translucent Licking
may be found the grave of as noble spirit AZ evey
filled tenement Of clay.
A WORD FOR THE LADIES.
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