Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1850-05-01
/" He very good"

80 bu, I'm cold, and am afraid Mis-
kate will be SO also"
: Ni:h that he gathered the brands 10
gelher. piled on more wood. and soon ha
cheerful blaze. The light sho, up anon.
the tall trees, turning them into stately pill
lars, unfolding IA magnificen, aud intermi
nsble dome. All beyond the immediai
circle was intensely dark. The lndlar
sat down between the FIRE and the lake.
Miss Hamilton was already in her nest
wrapped in tie military cloak, and ius
asleep. Buei was silent, thinking at ih'
moment Of The peril in which The Indian
SO faithful 10 him and his country, now
stocd, when bold whistle on the lake, ant
close al hand. was heard. in an instan
the Indian stood up straight, turning his
face towards the water, and in another in-
stan, gun was fred, and the Iadian fell
Ruei snhlched his rife, from which he sel-
dom separated. and rushed down to ;ho
wa'er'S edge. In the darkness Of the night
he could just see canoe moving rapidly
off upon The lake. A shrek from the poor
girl, who had been suddenly awakened by
the report Of the gun, recalled his thoughts
and he fastened back TO the wounded man.
He then threw quantity Of dry wood rP
on lte fire, by the ish; OF which he hoped
to examine the wound Of the poo. Indian.
The blood was streaming from his bosom,
and single look showed the young Lieu
,enan, tha, the wound was deadly one
Gently raising his head, and drawing
aside his clothing, he applied the handker.
chief which Kate lad already dipped in the
lake 10 the wound, and by pressing hard
upon il, was enabled 10 keep the blood from
coming out. But The pale face, and Hagg-
ing limbs. showed plainiy ;hc: !a,ie could
bs done.
"Oh how wish thero was doctor,or
even house near, tina. we might have
scms aid for this faithful friend! Oh
must he die :" said Ka.e.
"White Fawn sees that must die. He
Canada Indian. Me spec. he kill me one
day. He never tire on the trail"
1t would have made beautiful picture.
The poor Indian lay on the ground a, full
length, his head resting in the lap of Kate,
his bosom heaving with the effort TO breathe,
while the blood. despite the appliances, ev-
er and anon, silently flowed from the
breast, or ratified and gurgled within, at
every breathing. Henry Buel bent over
him as tenderly as a brother, wiping his
brow. and frequently applying cold water
10 his lips. and washing his face with The
sane. The brigh, glare OF the fire showed
every change in his face.
" Cassiheeno," said he, in a tremulous
voice. you are badly wounded. and you
know too much about gun shot wounds, not
to know that you are dangerously hurt,
and greatly fear, though hope and pray
differently, that you may die soon. |
greatly fear -
That me die any moment Me know,
fore sun rise-never see him face again,
me dead. You good friend to me always,
now want ask you questions which; trouble
me-"
" Do so. dear Cassihecno, and anything
can do for you now,or after you are gone,
will promise TO do most faithfully"
.'Well, you know me friend TO Ameri-
cans, me scout. 6gh,, get wounded, and
now be killed, cause friend to your people.
canada Indian say you all thief Great
while ago you come over great wafer. In
lian then own all. White man take land.
indian move further off. Was that righ,
Whs, say ,oaf Me much troubled .bout
l."
"it is true, that we have got your lands
md your rivers; but it is also true, that
y paid you COR them
"But no seem pay. 'Spose now you be
Boston. You buy him all fer few dollar,
md now you take great price for little
,iece-jus, so much COW eat one morning.
You no pay Indian so muchl You no say
ha. risht?''
"Cassiheeno,I want you to look straight,
md have your eyes wide open. Do you
my meeting you one day with a
Try root in your hand-and what said to
you?'
"Yes. You take him, look at him, ask
ne hat do with him. Ne say, going burn
h:m. You say give him me. and | give
you piece OF tobacco. Me say yes. and sell
him."
"Well. did l no, give you all the root
vas worth 10 you -
"Yes. plenty much"
"And how much do you suppose this
rifle is worih--this- which you |
have often admifedv'
"Why, 'spose him worth fifty silver
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