The northern tribune. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1847-1855, 1847-11-06
-. a!td IlleY lllade rapid speed in their

aerial Journey towards the glen.
The process of this novel method of pro-
ceedure consisted in swinging themselves from
one tree to another by means of those vines.
or supporting their gravitation by clingins to
the overhanging limbs, while they felt their
way with their feet along the horizontal shoots
that reached far out and interaced them
selves with those of neighboring trees.
1t was truly feat which at first thought
might seem presumptuous but the forest
was dense and expanding and the Indian well
knew that if they persevered, success would
attend the trial. He had often performed the
same daring adventure at other times, and in
other places, and he understood the nature of
his youthful companion well enough to know,
that any proposition on his part ensuring the
least prospect of success, would be cordially
received.
A full glorious moon while it could not ex-
pose them to the eye of an Indian, who might
peradventure be skulking below, assisted them
in their onward progress and ere it gained the
meridian, they were within thirty rods OF the
glen. But to the youth it was IA strange and
dangerous task AS they neared the encamp.
ment, the utmost caution and silence was
necessary to be observed; his hands were blis-
tered with constant friction, and his limbs
were lascerated in various places while the
cold drops, and mingled with the dew that
hung gl,ttering on the leaves.
Several times his resolution wavered but
the sweetest, dearest hopes of his existence
hung on the result, and he still persevered
with an undaunted spirit. The example of
the Indian awakened in his bosom thrill Of
emulation, and his unweared patience taught
him lesson of determination and endurance
that sent flash of shame to his face, when
ever he thought of turning back from the
perilous scheme.
At midnight,the Red Hunter and his youth
full coadjutor were Immediately over the en-
campment of the slumbering Oneidas. From
night-fall had they toiled on through the web
of green branches that served them as path
way, and now they stood in the canopy of a
giant maple, which offered conspicuous and
uninterrupted view of the unconscious sleep
ers below. The silence of death reigned
throughout the sable forest, and fire of moul-
dering logs, around which the Oneidas re-
clined in various grotesque pastures, threw a
bright but uncertain glare on immediate OBJ
jects, rendering the surrounding darkness
more intense.
A significant gesture of the Red Hunter
discovered to Morton Eiwoo6 the form of the
lovely captive, bound securely to stakes, driv-
en- deeply in the ground for that purpose );
and her sweet beautiful face was upturned to
the sky with soft, suppicatng look that
went like an arrow to his soul. Every savage
was asleep. He who had been placed as guard,
wearying of his vigils, had stretched himself
upon the ground in close proximity to the fire,
where he unconsciously sunk to rest.
Nothing thus far occurred to mar the sue
cess of their project, and the Indian was about
to proceed in the execution of his plans, when
the savage, who had been appointed watch,
aroused from his drowsiness, and after stirring
the pile of burning brands, and ascertaining
that the captive was secure fell hack again
upon h S messy couch, and was soon lost in
dreams,
CONCLUDED MONDAY
COL David Folsom, highly respectable
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