The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1845-07-07


were his only sensations when his eyes opened, ill
The deary forms of the savage rocks and trees OBJ
trpded themselves in bis vision like a nightmare
lie felt about him with his hands, aud grasped
them Iull of clammy ooziuglmos. Then, turning his
eyes upward he beheld what increased his perpexi-
~ and confusion. 1t was pale, though HANDSOME
female face; no other, in short thnn that of Sarah,
who was stopping oyer him, frightened and trem bling
but animated with all The aeconate and seIf-forget-
ting devotion of woman This am aware, has
an air Of romance; and feel ANXIOUS in setting il
down, lest the reader should accuse me in the heart
OF unlaithfnlness to my trust and uaprncpled in
tention to sacrifice truth TO effect beg him to ban
ish all such doubts. My ancestor was no fit hero Of
romance; his sleep was too heaihful and sound TO
be disturbed by Visions and as for day-dreaming he
eschewed it utterly; and Sarah was no heroine, but
only worm hearted girl, who could Adtter herself
sometimes with her own image in the mirror and in
the moment Of her lovers peril, lose all thought of
self in fearless disinterested affection
The warning she so uneSpectingly gave the white
men that morning nearly cost her her life. More
hatchets than had boen raised over her head and
II was Fortunate that the chief Of the party was man
of authority feared and admired by his tribes men.
Nothing hut his prompt Interference saved her As
| it was he who had taken her prisoner with his own
hands, she was, according to the Indian usage, his
exclusive property. Though he had at first int end ed
TO sell her to the French in Canada her beauty soon
made him change his mind, and resolved take her
to Carghnawaga his squuw, This lattering des-
tinalion preserved her from immolaton, when the
(rontersnen made their rash attack her savage low
er, if he deserved the name, placed her safe keep
hollow oal tha Inbio
made their last stand. Here she listened in terror 10
the sounds of the fight, and the FACTORING of bullets
the tough rnd of her prison; and when the srug-
gle had passed away and all was quiet she crcpt out
and explored the scene of violerce-1'here lay ter
lover among the fallen. At first, she casped her
around him ip despair but feeling his heart still
beating, she arranged the soft houghs of spruce be-
meath him, and brought water from the brook to battle
his face and temples.
When Endico,t could stand, and had recovered his
faculties evening bad alrea Iy npproashed, as could
be by the ruddy light that Frightened at inter
walls the thick canopy Of leaves above them, and
richly iIlumned the foliage that screened the lake
from their view. They wandered down to the shore
the bright and glorious landscape Of mountains and
crmsoned waters. SPrnkIed with their numberless
islands, brought pew life their spirits by contrast
with the sombre forest. The fresh breeze of the
summer evening, too, very unlike the heavy at
mosphere of the wood
Their situation was still very perlous. Endicott
sought out place in which to pass tho night, and
chose deep sheltered nook among rocks s bushes,
not far from the shore. Here he ventured TO hinde
fire; and preparing bed Of the young SHOOTS of the
spruce he butt over it little hun. Of boughs suf
cient TO Ward OF the night wind S Irah entered it
and lay down. lie took his gun and seated himself
on stone near by, 10 keep watch against prnwng
beasts As the night grew darS the wind
freshensd; the waves rose high, and splashed with
monotonous sound upon the rocks of the shore. The
trees over his head, too, rused their leaves with
mysterious whispering sound as the breeze passed
through them; and patch of long grass the
shore benr and rose mournluly. Endicot watched
the dark restless waters, and the stars that shone faint
y between the tops, till, about the middle Of the
night, overcome with fatigue, he fell into doze 1t
was disturbed with hideous dreams loud voices at
length struck upon his sleeping ear too distinctly TO
be nyhing but reality. lie started from sleep in
bewilderment. Ioarse, impatient voices, in
deed sounding close at hand; they those of his
comrades, returned from the battle to visit the field
and recover their canoes He joyruy shouted in re-
ply, and welcomed as from the dead
NOT to protract my tale, will leave the advenur-
return to the settlements without following
Them. The Indians had been completely boaten-
small body ofthem, who held together, had been
driven the bncl Of the mountains as Gar as the
swamps around Wood Creek, where they scattered
like flock of pastridges through the woods Their
cruelti were bitterly expia,ed. But to avoid weary
ing the reader with love story, will remark only
that, many years after, when the War of the Revo-
luton broke out my ancestor and Sarah living,
surrounded by numerous progeny, at Cambridge,
Massachusetts, in large house that month ago
might be standing near the bank Of Charles Riv
err, close behind Mount Auburn Cemetery. | regret
to say that it has SINCE been burnt down. ater having
wealhered a century. low fortunate that my a9Ges
tors papers were rescued and placed in my hands
Here he dwet till his fftieth birth day, when he was
transfxed with hrce.bayonets, as he brought up the
retreat on Bunker Hill; and the steel entered his
gallant breast he struck fierce blow at of his
eager slayers that he severed his arm at the elbow
Ills descendants have scattered FAR and wide over
the country. and over heword. Three cfthem are
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