Hannibal journal. (Hannibal, Mo.) 1852-1853, 1852-04-01
cHAPrERx XII.

CHAPTER XII. ..l
In the mean time, Harry returned 10 the viii
lage, and found the little inn where
he lodged, in an unusual hustle by the
arrival of party Of travellers direct from
the mOuRtains. Curiosity, as well as desire
to pass away the day as quickly as possible,
prompted Harry to visit the strangers, and lis
ten to their adventures. With wonder and adj
lnirstiOn he heard them recount their travels,
but with surprise and joy did he soon listen TO
the sequel of their story, and when he was pre-
sentSd TO the pale and delicate female who ac-
companied them, he involuntarily exclaimed:
"Great God! il is, it is the mother Of my
White Fawnl'' -.. -.
Explanation was asked and given, and as the
reader has already Observed the bow Of hope
had once more appeared TO overshadow the
brow of the happy Emma. They all waited
with anxious fear for the shades Of evening TO
close upon them, and faithful Joe Hardy, who
was ever on the alert, proposed to go 10 The OPP
'poslte shore, and there wait the White Fawn's
approach: w
"FOr there's no tellin' what may happea,"
said he, 'lhe eagle Oft has snatched the tremb-
ling dove when least expected, and from all
you say, don't like that War Eagle you talk
about" 80
The night grew dark, and Joe, Harry, and
his friend Charley, who had also returned from
his htmting-to repaired to the river, and
jumping in their little boat, soon crossed the
wild and turbulent stream. The stiffness Of
the midnight hour reigned, and lent its mystic
rious power TO the scene, as they prowled along
the shore, listening anxiously for the sound Of
footsteps. Suddenly they heard noise in the
woods; then scream Of agony followed, which
brought our heroes TO the scene OF action. Joe
dashed onward, while the rest were close upon
his footsteps, and, aided by the darkness OF the
night they were enabled to discover their prey
without being seen. Harry, recognizing the
voice Of the White Fawn, rushed toward the
direction, and there stood War Eagle, brand
ishing his tomallawk, still wet with blood, and
swearing that she too should die, rather than
be the white mans bride. But while in his
exultation, shot was heard in the stiffness Of
the forest, and with his sentence still warm up
on his lips, the prond and revengerul chief fell
lifcless at her feet The party then groped on.
ward, and there, by the side of her murdered
father, stood the lonely girl, in wild and fran.
tic despair. She soon recovered herself wher
she found that her own Harry was with her
. and related her story of the tragic occurrence
She had startled, accompanied by Big Thunder,
: reader is aware, 10 give her up with his owr
hands 10 the one whom she preferred when
boiling with rage Of the i'll success of his confer
ence with the old chief in the morning, thu
. treacherous War Eagle had watched their steps
and pursuing them to the forest path, pounceC
! !, upon them, and killing The old chief with on,
d blow Of the tomahawk, had, as he thought, Sc
I cured to himself the White Fawn, when, b,
i the foresight Of Joe Hardy, she was rescued
''ror he could not remain quietly on their owl
8 shore, but foresaw Gin his own language) tn
c necessity of their presence where such demon
$ as the red devils abound" II was hard TO per
: suade the affectonate girl TO leave the dead bod
II of her adopted father; but, as necessity urge
it, she at last was carried to the boat, and 500
n found herself in the arms Of her long lost mother
/ whose existence had ever continued TO lihge
: around her mind like the remembrance Of som
u sweet dream. But, Of her father, she kne,
a nothing, but instinct taught her that parent;
II love which endeared him TO her, and in her fu
e ture happiness she sought consolation for I'll
IL tragic death of her adopted father. Too happ
y now to dwell upon the past, poor Werner wisl
ed to leave that spot as soon as possible, an
reach his own naive home, for he could NJ
Y fell assured that he was once more in posses
rs sion Of all his treasures, until far away fro
p the scenes Of his early trials.
s. No time was lost, and exchanging her India
Is garb for one more civilized and becoming, Il
'u White Fawn was soon transformed into q
tie graceful and beautiful Emma LOthrop, the wo
vn shipped bride of her husband; and happy br
IN dal party was soon journeying eastward, TO fl
81 there home of quiet and comfort. Harry d
A. termined that the parents and their child shou
ay never again be separated, and consented to lea
nd the gay and fashionable city Of New York.
nd Purchasing beautiful villa on the borders
~n the Hudson, they all retired to the luxury
! domestic bliss. Proud Of the natural scquil
ed ments of his wife, he employed the best
teachers TO accompany them, and but #
nd years had passed away, when the elegant Q
md accomplished wife Of Harry Lathrop col
FAR scarcely make her friends believe that she :
the White Fawn were one and the same, Il
her happy parents felt amply repaid for all thror
and which they had passed, and none felt Prou
eat at their exaltation than their kind old fri'
had Joe Hardy, who, in his declining years, wo
not take her little ones upon his knee, and tell tn
Vho that their pretty mama was once dLms "WH
"o, FAwN. MARIE
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