The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1851-12-02
tFrom The Flog Of our Union.l
KATHLEEN DELCR0lX;
OR.
THE HUNTERS BRIDE.
By pn, }. H. ROBINSON,

A Few yeais ago there s'ood smill log
cabin on The bauk Of the M-mahaw Rivc,. q
Tributary of The Missouri. IL Was the residence
uf3Dclcvuix, noted backwood>maa OF the
tp.esf west. Thrsc of hs crafi who knew him
~c," ~ i"iiy suI ',iu'c'l wilh his history be
f,rr he apI,-,,c au,.'al them. "lie hun
ter arcidrurlls d scoveted c,biu upon river,
nost ronanlicalls sruAei IL was the rnd"
dwelling of ,lctoiN.
y, The hi,nter-wbo,e name was Gravier-and
who had wandered far from his eourse-ap-
p,oachnp the unknown cabln. curious I" learn
who dweIt there, and doubtful as Ia what hind
a., reception hr should meet win; hut u WAS
uear dark. he was tired aud hungry, ana pack
,oods,ue IN do not generally srand much upon
ceremony.
In answer 20 The loud knocs Of Grapicr.
TALL aud athletic man of about for'y years oi age
made his appearance. II was Deleroix. tue
hackwoodsmsD, wliUse tout assemble was any
,ninp but piepossessing. His head was cover
cd By coon.skin cap, which had seen muth
had service in every contingency Of chang
ing climate. The hair. which hung tom he
meath This venerable head ixtnre. was long. aud
slightly sprinklrd with g.ey. The face was div
figured by several scars, giving evidence OF
wounds which must have been very deep aud
dangerous.
These marks, as the reader will preceive, did
not add 10 the personal beauty OF Dccroix, but
gave to his features a stern and threatening
aspect. The forehead was lofty, and bore no
more signs of care than nigh be expected. for
h man of his years. The eyes were the most
remarkable lestutes of his face; they were
small. dcep-se, piercing, ever active, aud moth
isss a;,tieafed to escape their surveillance.
Delcroix's external man is easily dess,ibed
lie was dressed in true hunter styie-bucksei IN
hunting shirt. Indian lcRcins, moccasons, &c
The hackwondsnan fixed his penetrating
gaze npor Graiser.
Il am fired and hucgry,' SAID The latter,
coming a, oncc TO The p"Int
Come III, rest yourself, aud eat, answered
Delcroix.
t;rsvier ,lauked the old luntrs. and follow
cd him inio tho cabin. A good FIRE was blsz
,,p upop /. rude stone hea',h. Beside il /, sat a
younr nan OF about tucoty years. who had er-
gapef il would seem. ia casting bullets; for
there was vessel of molten lead upon tue fire
n pair of moulds and score OF balls upon the
hearth stone.
But the attention OF Graver passed quickly
from the Young man tn another obJeci-a girl
of some sixteen or seventeen years, whose foa-
lures weie uncommouly beautiful. and whose
Ggure was unusually arracive.
For moment, HE Young hunfor lost his
prcseroe of mind Had he suddenly met a
t,aralively cool; bu, handsome y"ung woman
he did uo' expcc, To- see. auI SO he was taken
ty surprise; hence his cnnfusion.
'Juhn," said Delcrix, 10 the youngster IN
the corner. casnng bullets, "cut some slice oi
venson. KnLIe-p, cuok the stranger some
supper"
Gtayier could not help bowiLg to Kathleen,
who returned il with much grace, aud set her,
self abou, what she WAS bdden wnb alacriiy
Gravier was a young man Of good figure, and
pleasing counienaucc, and ho congratulated
himself that he was not older End worso look
ing, for Kathleen had taken him by storm.
.'Y.ur daugh'er, presume" he said, as ne
handed Delcroix his rife, aud its compopions
boil pouch End powder flask. .-f.
Yes he replied. with mournfu' shake "i
The head, s.my only dauehier Her mo'he'
sleeps not more than a rifle shot from here.
When the sun sets, its last rays always fall up.
on her gravo. buried her so on purpose, be-
causo the light Of her own Iife wont ou when
the sun was going down in the vest
.How long since sho left you" asked Gra-
vier, dosirous to ptolong tho conversation. &.
About Two years ago, which was he second
year alter we came herc,' replied Delcrox.
Have you uot boen often disturbed by lhs
\rTndiaos 2"
II "WeIl, I can,, say that we have not bcer
,rouhled considerable, but on the whole w
have 60, along very we'll. Ny poor vile was
woman Of courage, but she always had dreof
Of red skins, which NJ times made her uncom
Portable on account Of Kathleeo and John.
- wopder bow yon have lived here 90 lonl