Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1846-06-10


: No sound was heard to disturb the stiffness of thu
hour except the low of the fair waters of th
Kalamazoo, gliding along towards the mouth, inter
rupted only and then by some huge rock raising
itself above the surface of the water.
The frosts of November had brought the leaves t.
the ground, and the autumnal winds swept gently
through the mazes of the forest.
"Who would wish to exchange these, our rura
scenes for all the wealth and fashion of the city life
1t would not be me to wish for exchange, assure
you, Henry"
CHAPTER III.
"There is indeed something interesting in the TO-
mantle scenes of retired life-somethng SO enchant
ing in the shady forests that tend to bind to them
but still, dear Henry, if the Indians should chose, all
our happiness would be blighted, and in one short
hour every brave spirit in our small neighborhood
would fall victim to savage cruelty and barbarlsm
| Heaven forbidr cried Henry, in ecstacy, for he
that robs of the nobest of alb Mary Morton, that
one shall die: yet dear Mary, these are nought but
idle fears, Danish them from you.'
Perhaps So, said the noble girl, but is reported
that Black Hawk, the celebrated Indian Chief try
ing to influence all the Indians against the whites
and if so, Henry, our small band would fall as soon
as any, for their numbers like the leaves of the
| forest"
Il do not apprehend any danger, for they have al
ways come freely among us, and your fears cannot
be true. Come Mary, let us walk to the house, for
you appear melancholy this evening. But still, you
must Danish these idle fears"
AT this juncture slight rustling among the leaves
drew the attention of the lovers, and Kyaka the well
known daughter of the Black Eagle, chief of the OF
tawa tribe, stood before them. 1t with some
emotion that she told her tale, that her father
against the whites and would attack that neighbor-
hood the next night at midnight. 'But Kyaka is a
friend to the whites, and friend to the white maid
den."
"Wil not Kyaka the maiden of the forests, walk
to the house, for perhaps she is weary! The forests
are dark does rot the Indian maiden fear to be alone
with no companionl'
"No, Kyaka fears no danger, she will be missed
and must return to the camp of the Indians in the
dark forest"
"Farwell," said Henry as the maiden turned to re-
trace her steps, Her answer was wave of the hand.
Soon she bounced from them, and was lost from view
amidst the surrounding thckets.
1t was then and not before, that Henry thought OF
his companion, who had sank to the ground upon
hearing the tale of Kyaka. He raised her DOPING
form and helped her to the house, where he stated
in few words their brief interview with the Indian
girl.
It was with considerable emotion that the family
heard the tale, and what could they do? They were
in dark Forest surrounded by Indians. Their first
motive was to leave the country, but this they could
not do, for it was then almost winter. So they
solved to prepare themselves and in case of an at
tack to defend themselves well possible so they
cleaned up every old gun, and all prepared for the
ticipated conflict.
They watched that night, but Indians came,
and they began to think that it false report
But Kyaka arrived, telling them she had been missed
The night previous-had been accused of betraylng
them, and confessed the truth. Consequently they
had determined to defer the attack, to wait for ia
vorable opportunity, and murder all at once.
It with great fear that they passed that winter.
Spring came and all were so busiIy employed with
work that the Indians were forgotten,
CHAPTER ~.
1t was on a dark night in the ensuing spring. that
Mr.. Morton was aroused from sleep by the sound of
footsteps in the adjoining room. He bounded from
bed and grasped his sword as the door burst open
and the tall form of an Indian warrior entered, but
one blow from the sword of the strong brought
him to the floor, as two more rushed In to his asss-
lance, the first of which fell stunned with heavy
blow, but others rushing n they bound him and hur
red him to the woods then returned for the rest
Mary had been aroused by the noise, and was about
making her escape, she sezed by the strong
arm OF an Indian warrior. Her first impulse was to
scream for assistance, but seeing the Ratchet raised
above her head ready to strike she desised and was
soon bound and placed by her father.
They returned for more but none were to be found |
for Mrs. Morton seeing her husband dragged from
the room had escaped through the window and |
Charles and William had jumped from the chamber
window and were Fastening to the house of Mr..
Brown to warn them of their danger.
Henry Brown did not wait for them, but Selling
his gun, and bow and culver, with no companion
but his faithful doghe bounded in pursuit On reach
ing the house of Mr.. Morton, he found it no worse
than he expected There lay the forms of Indi-
an warriors with the blood still oozng from their
wounds, yet one was still alive. But with one blow
ne despatched him, and he numbered with
the dead. But she whom he loved best of all earth
vas gone-the prisoner of those reckless beings
His mind was soon made up what course to take,
md as he emerged from the house, he could have
een heard to say sRevenge or death y 1t was in
Iced quite dark, yet the moon gave faint light as
be clouds withdrew from before it. They had been
zone scarcely half hour, yet in what direction, or