Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1850-06-20

ould grey, among 'em P" says Darby in a
whisper.
''Couldn't make out the critters" Black
Hawk replies, "but Darby one of the
copPer-headed cusses is asleep on your
red blanket by the fire -
"His-s-she-e," says Black Hawk, rais-
ing his great bopy hand for Darby to keep
quiet "Now, boys, look sharp! There's
to be mighty tight scrimmage here pooty
darned sudden. Somebody's to be hurt,
but we've got to take them critters and
won't like it nuther. Now you Bill
Brown and Dick Manifee, take care of
these critters hold on 10 'em like life 10
possum eight of us will fix the f1ints
OF that thieving gang, in short METRE
Bill and Dick, you hang by the critters
So, boys, look sharp, and keep your tools
handy; quiet, look sharp"
An hours crawling and feeling along
through the brush and grass finally brought
the Indian camp in view. The horses
were tightly picketed; dull fire exhibited
some ten or twelve Indians stretched out,
or sitting around, and eight were selected
as targets by the Rangers rifles I; but be-
fore they let drive at them, the wary In
dians smelta rat, and quicker than thought
they jumped--Aew to their horses, and
swapping the lariats with their knives,
they dashed away like lightning, with yell
and a small shower of bullets after them.
Darby's whole mind and energies had
been fixed upon the copper-headed gentle
man who was reposing on his much loved
red blanket, and when that individual
took the cue to fly, he did not forget the
blanket, which he stuck TO, and Darby
after him. "Bang!' went Darby's rifle,
the ball slightly scathing the Indians hide
and as he mounted one horse, Darby leap
ed like double-strung cat upon another
and away went Darby and his charger,
furious as the tornado, after the Indian,
who was yelling like blue 5lazes, and Dar-
by peppering him with his revolver -
Before Black Hawk md his companions
could mount their horses, Darby and the
Indians were miles off; and Darby found
all Of a sudden, that he had gone little
too far, and fallen into dangerous compa-
ny, for he was captured as we'll as his red
blanket.
Black Hawk and his companions secur-
ed several horses, and followed the flying
Indians some miles but as much as he
disliked TO do So he was forced to give
up, the pursuit, and leave poor Darby and
his blanket to their fate, knowing that as
long as life lasted, the heroic Irishman
more than match in cunning and cour-
age for dozen Camanches.
Many weeks after the above occurrence
Darby Kelley made his appearance early
one morning at grocery" OH the verge
OF civilized Texas. His dress had UNDER
gone considerable alteration, and the Ran
ger of a few months previous, was cut
ting very respectable figure as a deeen-
tly equipped Camanche chief. The "bould
Irishman" bestrode fine horse, and was
7 the possessor of his much respected red
blanket. Darby had won upon the good
graces of his cap,ors; his prowess and
boisterous nature had quite cnraptu1ed
the Indians and 'bedad, lis chale they made
me! So l kept my eye open fur long
time afore could SAFE upon me blanket,
aud get favorable opportunity to give
'em the slip! but which at length did,
by hitting the spalpeen who had the blan-
ket, a rap on the head at night and then
stepped out!