Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1851-05-19


liar case and graeefulness which mature
alone can teach. ,...-
sThank Heaven that | have hastenet
hither!' | exclaimed, as the fair girl return
ed my greetings wiiha limid blush. p.
sand for what reason?' asked the trapper
with somo surprise at my vehemence.
i will toll you,' | replied, and narrat
ed what the reader already knows.
During the rehearsal the females grew
palesswith fear, and the face of NVillet grew
dark with passion. ...5 =s... @
4 know them both, and from this moment
they are doomed men,. he said with empha
sis | shall long remember. Those villains
have ''merited death thousand Times. Let
them come to make deso1ato my home, and
see what will follow. Poor Janet my
heart would break TO be rined of her in
such manner! We can spare everything
but Janet!'
@Generous strangern cried the trapper's
daughter, sinking gracefully upon her
knees, sacceptmy warmest thanks for the
interest you have taken in the fortunes of
poor, young girl, wholly unknown to
you. Whhthese hands would toll all
the days of my life torepay you, but have
nothing but grateful words to give you.'
sAnd need no more, fair janet | re-
piled, deeply moved at such touching ex
preston of gratitude.
| soon felt myself no stranger in the
trapper's lodge. Days glided on; but had
no disposition to leave my new friends.
Ths interest which had felt Tor Janet
ripened into friendship, AMI friendship
finally ripened into love. I sat hour after
hour by her side, telling her of the ways
and wisdom of the great world she had
never seen. We took long walks together,
and in the secusior ofthe forest, forgot all
but ourselves.
One day, during one of our nocturnal
rambles, unwittingly left her side for q
moment. A shrek, loud and piercing,
warned ne Of my imprndence. ran to-
ward the spot where had left her, ard be-
held strong man bearing her away in his
arms. A second look was enough to u.s.
sure me that Vanburton was the man with
whom now had to deal. Absorbed in my
new passion, and charmed by the society Of
its object, he'd forgotten the danger that
hung over US. raised my rifle 10 fire,
but the fear Of harming Janet made II ehes.
itate, pause and lower my piece. | essay
ed second time with similar result, and
was bracing up my nerves for deliberate
aim, when the sharp crack Of rife reverb
Grated through tho woods.
/ heard heavy, deatE-like groan; Van-
burton dropped his precious burden, and fell.
The next moment the old trapper emerged
from the cover of some sycamores, with the
smoke still curling from the barrel of his
rifle. 47-.
4 told you he was doomed man. he
muttered, with fierce scowl. He will
never again make an old man childless.'
ran and raised Janet from the ground,
and as / held her in my arms, Vanburton
raised his glazing eyes, recognized me, and
IN expression Of bitter hatred passed over
features already rigid with the coldness of
death. His purple lips moved, q rat,ling
sound came from his throat, and that was
the last Of the 0oyageur.
s.
After | had delivered my papers safely
at Fort Laramie, returned to the trapper's
lodge. 7 sa
One eveving, just as the bright sun was
setting in blaze Of glory, drew Janet te
my side, tod her how much loved her.
and entreated her to give me a legal righ
to protect her through life. The faires
| of the forest mnidens did not sov MN. onC
thus the trapper's daughter became my wife
1t is thus that an all-wise Providence
overrules all things, and orders all for the
best. .a-
have only just time to add, that with
Janet have been the happinest of men
and that the old trapper lives in the earnes
hope and expectation of encounterine
Nick and melting out to him the measure
of his sins.