The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1850-12-18
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forth its unerring bullet. Shomberg ask
ed for shot; the Indian loaded his rife
and handed it TO him. Carelessly he took
lightning, he changed the direction. He
fired; down fell the Indian, wetcring in
his blood, corpse, for the ball had passed
through the heart. Shomberg coolly and
deliberately walked away with the piece
for which he had not scrupled to shed the
blood Of his late host. He joined the party,
triumphantly displaying the prize, for
which lie told them that he had paid the
Indian most handsomely.
The party soon found the place and fin
lshed their survey, and returned to their
homes. Shcmbcrg, in high spirits ut his
successful exploit, bent his steps to New
York, where lie at that time rcsidcd-with-
out care or thought Of the poor being lc
bad SO nnscrupulousIy deprived Of life.
Let us turn for a moment to the scene Of
bioodshcd and murder. AS soon as the
retreating footsteps Of tho intruder were
no longer audible, the old crone, unable to
walk, commenced to crawl townrds the
body Of her fallen son. Slowly and painful
ly did she drag her weary way, fearful lest
her long coming might prove fatal. WHO
can express the hope or fear that possess
cd that poor, forlorn, miserable cripple!
No fear for herself, her lonely and mclan-
chuly condition, for a moment entered her
mind, her whole thoughts were in the
scnsclcss and innninatc form that lay now
but little distance from her. At last she
reached tho body, tears aside with frantic
energy the shirt; there, right over tho
heart, is small hole from which the blood
! is scarcely yelling out. The vital spark,
| however, had long since fled; no mortal
| power can animate that scnsclcss mass of
clay. Full well at glance docs the old
squaw know this. This is not the first NOR
tai wound she has inspected. Louder and
! louder does she raise her voice, the cry OF
vengeance far superior to that Of gricf. But
yet she is hep!ess; none of her tribe are
near to respond to her cries or to perform
the last sad rites To the victim.
OF this she at last seems aware, and
| gradually her wall becomes more sorrowful
as nature is exhausted. She, however,
still retains her post by The dead body, and
ali that eve and night, does she watch over
it, fnsting alone. Sleep Mt last she does,
despite her efforts to the contrary, rradu-
nly falling over the dead man; and in that
sitpatiQpe size dlscoyarGd thu .oG, es-.
lio ia cssa 81, and ap-
sproaches, rs lie fanaies, the dead bodies.
Judge his surprise when he finds one warm.
| BY dint Of shaking, lie wakensth old wo-
| man, and learns from her what has occur
red. Carefully does he remove the body
! into the hut, and assisting the old s0uaw,
aud supplying her with food, he hastcns
| away from the spot.
| the daylight was just breaking when the
Indian again made his appearance, accom-
panied 10y eight others. Again the body
was inspected, the old squaw was qucs-
| toned, and the appearance of the murder
! or SO impressed on their minds that ono
! and all were satisfied, they could rccog-
! niZc him without trouble. His footsteps,
| however, were examined and noted The
Indian was consigned to his lowly bed, the
old squaw removed, and TO all appearances
| tie affair was ended
| Not SO, however, was the case. The IN
| dian who first discovered the decd had ST.
| lcntly followed tho trai! To where the sur
vcy had been made, and then to the nearest
| settlement, where in his broken English,
! he managed 10 gain information that the
| head Of the party had gone to New York,
! and that he had a rifle along with him pur-
| chased from an Indian, and that his name
| was Shomhcrr. With this information, he
rcjoned the tribe.
In less than a week after, various par
ties of strange Indians were noticed in the
streets OF New York. Who they were.
whence they came, or why, none could
! tell Their faces were painted black
| all were fully armed, and might he seen
day by day prowlng, now in detached par
| ties, now singlv through every street
AT length, Shomberg wus seen, instantly
recognized and followed. His residence
discovered, day by day, and night by night,
! a red skin might be seen either watching
his residence, or doggng his steps. Twice
did they attempt his life, but were ioilcd
each time. Shomberg, however, saw
enough to satisfy him that he was doom
ed For several days he did not stir ou, !;
| but still from his window he could always
! see an Indian somewhere.
His life grow bur,hcnsomc. He rcsolv-
cd to leave the country; but instead Of
sailing from New York, he was obliged to
! go to Montreal. Taking his prccautlon to
find party bound to The same place, he
sc, sail for Lake Champlain.
Such, however, was not the case The
foes were on his track; their light canoes
were in pursuit; but still he gained on
! them. Blu, Indian Instinct was not at fault
at Albany; they heard of HIM, and where
| he had gone.
Some days after he had been in Mon
trcal, he was seated in the cabin of the
ycsscl about TO sail for England: when The
captain told him some Indians were inguir-
nT for lIlin and wanting 10 see him.
Tel them, for Gods sake, that nm
not here" was his reply, and from that mo-
| mcnt, he left the cabin.