Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1850-12-05

faster and faster, till he reached the St. Law
renee, where lay a canoe. In it stepped the
Indian, barely pointing to another, which Law
near it, and pushed off, The young man leap
ed in the other, and pushed after him as if in a
race Down the river they went little way,
and landed beyond Point Levy. They leaped
ashore just as they heard the alarm sounded
from the heights across the river, signifying
the escape of prisoner or of soldier. The
Indian paused moment, and listened and said
white man too much noise-too much parade.
lose trail while he drum He led the way
among the bushes as fast as the Young man
could follow. How far they went that night,
the prisoner knows not. When morning came
they were by the side of a river, Just below
some beautiful falls. For more than mile
they had waded in the rivers edge, SO as to
conceal their footsteps. Here, just under the
falls, was an opening from the water, which
led into a cave. They crawled up, and were
soon on platform, high and dry, with a suffi-
cheney of light. The young man was greatly
exhausted, and lay down, leaning upon his ell
bow The Indian set down before him, (ped-
ibus intortis,) bolt upright His head was
shaggy, with hair long, course and turning
grey, like the name of the moose. His only
clothing was dingy red shirt, and trousers OF
untanned deer-skin. His moccasins were the
skin of mooses hind leg, cnt off a little be-
low the joint, sewed up at one end, and drawn
on and fitted to the foot while green. His
teeth were mostly gone, and he looked as he
was, tough, short, powerful creature, afraid
Of nothing, having nothing to make or lose
They gazed at each other awhile at length the
young man said
Il have followed you all night. / have put
my life in your hands; now who are you, and
what do yon want of met
You 'fraid of mel
mo. If had been, | should not have fol-
lowed you. And now ifvou ain the evil spirit,
who are your
'Spose we meet Lorette Indians, they no hurt
yon. Me run, then you no can say who In
dian be =
leave me to my fate, and that, too, so that you
cant be known
The Indian looked fierce for a moment, and
drew out his hunting knife. The young man
kept his eye carefully on him. From the bot
tom of the sheath there rolled ont a small piece
of paper, which he handed to the young man.
He unrolled it and read
Should this ever meet the eyes of ID. r.
let him know that the bearer is trustworthy
Follow him implctely. SUSAN o.
Young Redfeld sprang up, and caught the
Indian by the hand, and almost shouted ques-
ton upon question. He was ready to go-fel1
strCng-could travel all day. and then fell back
exhausted. The Indian gave him some water
and then some dried venison from his wallet
and bade him lie down and sleep till night, if he
could Redfeld did so. but his brain whirled
In troubled sleep, he now dreamed of home
and then of his prison, then of Susan Ordway
then he heard the alarm bell, and the voices Of
men pursuing, and the baying of bloodhound,
hard after him, and then he would awake and
find that it was the roar of the falls near him
So he spent the day. At night they came ou
of their cave, and followed the course of the
beautiful Chaudlere river, up towards its heaC
waters. This charming valley was already oc
cupied by the French population, and they were
compelled to travel by night, and lie by during
the day. Their progress was necessarily slow
On the fourth day the Indian crept cut of theil
covert, and saw several horsemen coming to
wards them He knew instantly that they wert
British soldiers in pursuit. They were on ;
hill about half a mile distant, and had to des
cend into valley, and rise another hill before
they reached him He gazed at them earnest
ly, till they descended the hill and then he
sprang up like cat. He made the prisone
run to the roadside and climb up into a thicl
evergreen, far up out of sight He then took of
/ his moccasins and hid them; then he turned hi
red shirt, and it was yellow; he turned hi
skin trousers, and they were a kind of dirt,
| green. tie drew cap so close over his head
that it almost made the head ache to look at it
Then he sat down under tree, and very com
posedly began to smoke. The horseman cam
up to him at a brisk pace, and surrounded him
with pistols in hand.
Move foot, you dog of an Indian, and yo
are dead. Shoot him if he moves
The Indian smoked on, evidently not abl
to understand word, and as unmoved as
rock
The commander then interrogated him il
French.
Who are your
'Lorette Indian
'What are you here fort
Me run catch prisoner; have much blanke
when catch him.
Men, said the officer, were any Lorette
sent out this fellow don't look as if he coul
run much'
Yes sir, half dozen were sent out. but thi
fellow
You say you are after the prisoner No,
speak the truth, or our pistols will make day
light shine through you. What was the pris
oner's namel'
Reffeeld, captain say
And who do you suppose went off wit
him. | wish could meet hm,'
Indians say, strange Indian, Capeeno, sho
man, no bigger as |. He bad Indian-ste;