Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1850-02-07

Hre with some affect HistF
This last exclamation was occasion.
ed by the sudden rising of one of the
sayages. He gazed a moment cautious
y around, and then advanced towards
the thicket where we lay concealed !
drew my breath in. and trembled at the |
beating of my own heart. The savage
still approached. My companion laid
his hand on my arm, and pointed from
my rifle 10 one of the Indians. un.
derstood him. AT this juncture the sd-
vancing savage warned Of our presence
by the cracking of an unlucky iwig
beneath my companions foot, sprang
back. with loud yell, towards the fire.
Now, said my companion, s,crnly.
Quick as lightning | raised my piece
and fired. My compa MON did the same
The re!realing savage and one Of his
companions fell dead on the ground;
each of us then sprang TO a tree, load
ing as we ran. 1t was well we did il,
for in an instant the enemy was on u.s.
Shall | describe that dreadful ighl7 My
emotion forbids it. A few minutes de,
cided IT, Fighting from tree 10 tree
lodging, loading, and eudeavoring to
get sight on foe, we kept up the con-
flct for nearly five minutes-at the end
of which time found myself wounded,
while four Of the six savages lay pros
trate on the ground. The other two,
finding their companions dead, and
despairing Of being able to carry off
their prisoner suddenly rushed on her
and before we could interpose, had sci.
zed their hopeless victim. had only
been prevented, hitherto, from rescuing
Kate by the knowledge that an attempt
of the kind, while the savages were
still numerically superior TO ms, would
end in the certain ruin Of US both, but
now, worlds could not have restrained
me, and clubbing my rife, for the piece
was unloaded. dashed out from my
covert, shouting to my companion
On-on, in Gods name, on"
Take care of the tall varmint, thun.
dered my companion.
The warning was too late. In the
tumull Of my feelings had not obser-
we'd that the savage furlherest from me
had his piece loaded, and before could
, avail myself of my companions cooler
, observation. | received the ball in my
, right arm, and my rifle dropped power
, less by my side: had | not sprang in.
voluntary aside at my companions cry
| should have been sho, through the
heart
'Go--on,' ] groaned in agony, as
seized my tomahawk in my almost
7 useless left hand
q 'Stoop.' said my compaion. 'stooE
O lower and did SO, his rifle cracked or
if the still air, and the Indian fell dead
v All this had not occupied an instant
d | was now within few feet of her
e loved, who was struggling in the grasI
of the other Indian. He had alread,
d en,wined his hands in her long hair
~ his tomahawk was already cleaning il
r. The setting sun. Never .shalI l forge
r, the look of demoniac fury with which
the wretch gared on his victim.
,r second only was left for hope. NJ
y. companion was far behind. with hi
$. rifle unloaded. | made a desperat
s, spring forward and hurled my tomi
" hawk at the savage's head God {
il, my fathers! the weapon whizzed harm
IN lessly by the wretch and buried itse
Of quivering, in the trunk Of neighbo
ing tree. groaned aloud in agon
re there was yell of triumph on the air.
in sudden flashing in the sun like
er glancing knife, and, bu, ! cannot {
on. She loved as my own life; 81
who was the purest and lovelest Of h
,ot sex; she with whom l had proms
*, myself long life of happiness-o
mus, say il-she lay mangled corp
EST at my feet! But her murderer ay
mr. -he was cloven to the breast by
he blow from his own tomahawk, which
ro' had wrenched from him with 4
of strength Of dozen men,.
es, The old man ceased, big tears roll
ia down his furrowed face, and his frar
ith shook with emotion. saw that the /
,ed memberance of the past was too mu
ow for him, and sat by his side in slen