Fremont weekly freeman. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1850-1853, 1852-02-28

Sadly the little garrison beheld her depart
on her terrible venture. Her uncle himself,
notwithstanding the danger, attended her to
the gate of the fort, which he himself threw
open; and, with the fieetnsss of young faNn,
away she bounded
The defenders of the outpost saw her de-
partuTe, and though ignorant of the cause,
stood ready to receive her, Col. Zane in per-
son hurrying to the door. The savages, too,
beheld her exit. At first dozen guns were
levelled at her, but when it was seen the fu-
gitive, as they thought her, was woman, a
contemptuous cry of q squaw, a squaw,'
passed from one gutteral throat 10 another
and she was suffered to gain the dwelling un-
harmed
What is the matter, child?' cried her faith
er, as she dashed into the doorway. why
do you thus madly risk your life ?
Eve are out of powder breathlessly gasp
ed our heroine 'All is lost unless l can ear
ry back supply. Give me some quick. or
the Indians will have made their last rush.
And as she spoke, she sank, almost exhausted
on chair by the door.
For an instant her father regarded her in
silence. Wonder, tenderness and admiration
succeeded each other in his heart, and were
proceeding rose before him. Her return. he
well knew, would be through gauntlet of
balls. which the sayages, on detecting herpur
pose, would pour upon her. Escape with life
would be almost impossible. She was his on
ly daughter too; it would break his heart to
lose her. But, though human weakness whis-
pered all this, tempting him to keep her from
returning, bis sense of duty triumphed; and
with but single moments delay, he snatched
a table cloth, which he himself fastend around
her waist, while in answer to bis eager calls,
one of his companions brought keg of pow
der and poured it in. Then snatehing has
ty kiss he threw open the door. and with
voice heroically calm, and a look like that Of
Abraham when about to sacrifice his only son,
he cried: run for Jour life and God help US
both p
Away she bounded again, this time fleeter
than BEFORE, if that were possible. Her ap-
pearance was hailed by the saYages with
storm of yells, for. with the craft of their race,
they instantly OWNED her purpose.
A score of rifles simultaneous were brought
to shoulder. Some of the Indians. fearful
she might escape, fired at once. The balls
whistled close by but she was unhsrmed.-
these now began to sing past her; but still, as
if protected by miracle, she bounded on sp-
parently unhurt-Her father stood watching
her, too absorbed to speak, but his heart beat
ing like forge hammer. Nor was her uncle
less dumb with emotion. Others, however,
were not so breathlessly silent
'See.' cried one of the garriso that ball
went through her apron; the powder Pours
out of the hole. She darts forward like an ar
row. The shots rattle around her like hail
but she is still unhurt Only few rods re-
main. Heavens, she is struck. No. she only
tripped little; she is up again; the stumble
has, perhaps saved her life, for the rifle balls
went over her like wild pigeons on the wing.
Huzza. she gains tie gate. she is safe. Thank
God, thank God And the weatherheAteR
bordsrer burst into tears of mingled joy and
excitement, in which the women loudly shar-
ed as they rushed to welcome our heroine
back.
Her uncle, who had hurried to the gate 10
meet her, now brought her forward. Yes
he cried, hang around her, embrace her, thank
her, for she has saved al our lives.-There
that is enough; to your posts all of you; for
the yell hear announces that the sayages are
renewing their assault But ha! what what
is this p he cried, as taking up his post at his
loop hole, be looked out "A herseman dash
ing toward the gate, and Frank Duke as
live. He cries te open to aim. A shower of
balls are falling around him. Run, Lizzy,and
let him in
He turned his head to address his niece but
she had already darted to the gate. Well
was il that she had been so quick, for just as
she flung open the portal a shot struck her
lover, and he fell ellheadlong from his steed-
The savages were close behind, and, mad with
so many failures, seemed bent on securing
his scalp at every hazard; a dozen, indeed,
were already within as many yards of the
gate. The hesitation of moment would have
lost all. But, in that crisis, our heroines pres
ence of mind did not desert her, she rushed
forward outside the gate, seized Frank by the
arm, and, with superhumsn energy, dragged
him staggering within the gate; then letting
him fall hastily closed and barred the portals.
AS she placed the huge piece of wood across
the solid doors she felt them quivsring with
the last effort of bafied rage, but the thick
planks were between her and the deadly weap-
ons, and she knew the peril was past-She
fell on her knees at this conviction, beside the
body of her lover, and audibly thanked God.
The FIRE from the fort and outpost, mean
time, had been most deadly; the last rush Of
the savsges had exposed them TO great loss
es; and almost simultaneously with the res
cue of Frank, the assailants fell back. The
siege, in fact was now over, as the command.
ant had predicted it woutd be. But it was
not till the third day that the savages finally
broke up from before the fort, and returned
across the Ohio.
Before this time Frank was out of danger.
At first his wound had been considerd mortal;
but assduous care and strong constitution
saved his life. His return he explained as
soon as speech was restored to him. He had
fallen on the trail of the enemy, just before
day ybreak, and finding that it ran in the di-
reQtion of Wheeling, had put spurs to his horse
and gaIlopped 20 the aid of the scanty garri-
son.
The sequel to our tale may be imagined
The heroine and her lover were, in due time
np;IaI Navar ia the Old N1noiDioD behold