The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1847-11-06
wooDsFIELD, OHo SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 6, 1s4z

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party Of Brant's Indians. probably in.
stigated to undertake this adventure by
Snyder. As they passed along, the
broken branches Of trees, the disturbed
leaves. and occasionally a foot print
in the soft soil, indicated that their guide
was well.educated.
Daylight was just dawning, and they
had proceeded six or eight miles, when
jack began to exhibit signs Of uneasi.
ness. II was with considerable diff
Guilty that Harper could keep him from
bounding away on the trail and leaving
them behind. A halt was ordered.
"Examine the priming Of your ri.
fles," whispered Harper; 81 think we
are IN their neighborhood. Silence!
Jack!-be still, sir!"-the dog was nut.
tering a low growl.
Harper went cautiously forward to
reconnoitre. In few moments he re-
turned.
"There they are," he whispered,
pointing to the faint glimmer Of a light
in hollow not half mile off; "they
have halted for breakfast. Now follow
me--coolly, coolIy."
With the utmost caution and noise.
less tread, they obeyed their leader
Sometimes screened by the bushes, and
sometimes crawling upon the ground
behind the remains OF fallen trees, they
reached within few yards Of the foe
unperceived. The Indians outnum.
bered Harper's party, but they were
dispirited from their losses, and evident.
ly not aware they had been pursued
Clustered round their fire, some were
standing, leaned very carelessly upon
their arms, and others sitting upon
whatever offered. Sarah, the prisoner,
was tied to tree little apart from
the rest. ..It .a
In a whisper Harper directed them
to fire at the word. "And when you
have fred" continued he, ''yell like so
many panthers, and spring upon them
before they have time TO recover from
the shock" .H
The order was given; simultaneous
ly they poured murderous FIRE upon
the enemy, and in another moment they
had bounded over the intervening space,
and were graphing with their savage
foes.
The Indians recoiled--gave way be.
fore that impetuous onset; then. for an
instant, rallied and made stand, fight.
ing at disadvantage, but with stubborn
"Press on! press on" shouted Har.
per, dealing most powerful blows with
his own clubbed weapon; "club your
pieces! Courage! men!--courage!--
They give way"
Suddenly there was a rush towards
Ihe prisoner.
"The prisoner!" shouted Harper:
'Sarah-secure her. All! ha!Snyderw
le continued, as Snyder encountered
lin, while rushing for the prisoner. But
. shot struck him, and he rolled on the
ground with heavy groan.
"Leave him to mel" exclaimed Mr..
Hart, who at this moment recognized,
md sprang towards him-"leave the
wretch to mel" But there was need of
lothing farther; the miserable wretch
vas already dying.
"Oh Godr' he exclaimed, in bitter
gony-"I am dyingp' But must not,
will not die!--no, Pm not fit to die!
save me-saye me--oh! Mr.. Hart!"
Ie ceased for moment, and there was
strange rafting in his throat. Life
eemed extinct; but he opened his eyes
gain, partially raised his head, glared
round, and whispered, "What's thiss
'lood . Oh God! where am ls-my brain
what" His head fell-the eyes 4
muscles relaxed-and the /
pirit had passed into the unexplored t
and. ~ a. ;t&e.isag &. "a Vas3 Ii
"Retribution has followed close up. i
n the heels Of crime," remarked Mr.. IS
Iart, as he hastened to ans ther portion /
the field. q