The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1850-01-02
NUMBER II.

voice of Lewis no answer was given; and eve
Lewis himself, accustomed as he was to tn
dread horrors of savage warfare, could not hel
exclaiming, SIS all this real?'
Eyes, real replied Conrad, with burstin
sigh, 'and my fault A vast, passionate floo
of tears followed, but the food was salutarv.-
Conrad was restored to himself, if a man intiam
ed to almost the madness of rage could be sal
to be restored. ITO the woods 1 fly with Won
Lewis; the Indians blood shall pay for this
but oh! Lewis-can / ask
'For the body OF your, interrupted Lewis
She is not dead, but prisoner, in my opinion
Your horses are gone, for in returning to tn.
house had the caution to examine the stable
where the tracks Of men and horses are plenty
1t Is all strange-very strange. There were
more men on this numbering party than we have
found. 1t is strangc-vcry strange
'lhey may be lurking near replied Conrad
eIhcy are making their way to the Ohio bit
terly interrupted Lewis. III did not know these
wolves l would not stand here.
Here Kngsly paused, as his young auditory
awaited the finishing of his story.
Il am talking abou. events in different arc
from the present, at length he resumed.
Before the parley | have related, short as i,
was, was closed, Conrad Mayer had no living
parent.
Il am alcnc' | am alone! Susan, my Susan.
follow thee
and am with thee to the Shawnee towns,
replied Wetzcl, who commenced to place the
dead bodies of Mayer and his wife side bv side
covering them with the bed clothes, and after
swallowing few hasty morsels, the two parse-
vcrIng warriors were again on their way in pur-
suit
Lewis traced the horse track, which, for sew.
eral miles, were found along the path towards
where Waynesburg now stands, and then bent
to the south-westward, over the southern heads
OF Wheeling, into the valley of Fish Creek
J he tracks proved that the riders were in great
haste, and the small puddlcs lcf, where water
courses were passed, enabled Wctzpl to deter
mine, as he vehcmenly expressed himself, that
these painted scoundrels are gaining from u.s.
In our days, when our fine young men must
rae on good roads, and would shrink at a walk
from Wheeling to Washington, in Pennsylva-
MIA, you may we'll feel astonished when [ tell YOU
that with all the fatigue of the day and night be-
fore, Conrad Mayer and Lewis Wetzel we're a.
gam on the Ohio before night closed on their
path; but they arrived only in time to find that
the objects of their pursuit had crossed that great
stream.
Arrived on the bank, Lewis, turning to his
companion, Observed
'Conrad, we must sleep, if we do sleep, on
yonder bank
'lll be on that bank this night, if swim,' re-
piled Conrad
'And swim you must; but we must take care
OF our arms. Conrad, had you or any of your
lamtly ever worthless, cowurdly enemy who
lied from you to the Indians?'
The question was at once a volume to Con-
,ad, who, clapping his hand to his forehead, re-
1ected in silence for several minutes, and at
ength replied
Yes, there was one fellow, Ned Trash, from
whom won hunt of deer skins at shooting
match, and afterwards knocked down for saving
lie intended to court Susan. He has been gone
upwards of two years.
'And is the worst Shawnee in the towns, and
las got your Susan without courting The mo-
nent l saw the stahlc this morning. l set down
n my mind that the towards who left their COM
.anlons were not hgcns. Look at yen fire.
Ana fire was now distinctly seen among the
rees, on the opposite shore.
'Dlood-pcinted MONSTERS muttered Lewis
you left home flowing with blood this morning,
ana tomorrow morning your blood shall f1ow-
My friend, Conrad, we Il cross the river, and do
you take care of your rifle, and your girl, your
SISTER, or what you choose to call her, and I'll
lead those new-madc IngcnS dancc-never
mind if don't
though Conrad felt very much disposed to
cad them dance himself, his increasing conf
1cncc III his commander kept him silent and sub.
hlssivc The river was passed, and as Lewis
Intended, they made land far enough below the
savage camp to secure themselves from dscove-
J. ShcTt as was the distance, however, it was
ar IN the night before the dying embcrs of their
Ire, and the sleeping bodies of the enemy, were
seen by the two cautious hunters, who, in their
kept death-like silence. There was,
indeed, but one sound of human voice that broke
lpon the dreary scene. That sound was the
leart-broken and despairing aspirations of the
captive girl Though bred in forest, Susan
Trey was tnnderly reared. The first rude shock
nat marked her young days, from the death of
Ter parents, was one of utter destruction. The
sray dawn OF morn was the messenger Of hor-
or. The faint light broke over the eastern hills
II Ohlo-broke over those native hills she dared
lot hope ever again to behold.
The greatest danger and no danger produces
he same effects, says Zimmerman, quoting
Count L;ppe. Many are the instances l have
Known, where that truth was shown by Indian
;apt'ves, and more than one when it proved
heir last defence.
With the dawn the savages arose; one sat
gloomy, and with visage of more than Indian
erocity, opposite to where the sig bound
y yAhS' 1ICl SJc CtuS III tAe SluuCc
u the william, and the effect was an exclamation
II indignant contempt, rather than that of what
night IN common cases be expected.
You are Edward Trash-wherc are my father
md mother? . ..a s...... ..sr BIZ '..... ..
Though stepped in blood, Trash covered un-
Ter the glance Of an angel and the voice Of God,
or what was she at this moment but the mes
'enger of Him whose eye piercas the thickest
larkness A E eE
sYes! she reiterated. But her voice was lost
Il sounds equally the voice of Heaven. Trash,
ike all towards who shrink from the moral pow
IF, soon gained confidence, when assured of the
PERSONAL weakness of their opponents, sprang to
lis feet with an expression of rage and hatred
which only renegade ever can assume. What
would have been his next act, we can now never
know. The whole scene was rapid as the flash
md report of an impending thunder cloud, and
ollowed by the report of rifle, and the dread
'ul name of Lewis Wetzel resounding along the
ohio.
Trash fell under the ball Of Conrad, who, with
,urning impatience, awaited the signal to fire.
t may seem strange that LOWS did not also fire,
'ut he was too good a warrior to give his enemy
IN advantage. His name terrible to the real In
Inns, was ten-fold more SO to the Girtys and
,ther whites, who, though never equal to the In.
lians in their mode of warfare, proved that the
Shawnees could be far outdone in brutal cruelty.
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