Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1853-07-07

tue Hour OF Qanger. am called good
shot, also
Our hero took deliberate aim and fred
at che dog he fell, and they heard rust
ling among the leaves, produced by his
death struggles.
Twas coolly done, remarked Ken
ton. And now let us change our course
once more. When you find strong grape
vines that shave climed tall trees lay
hold and swing yourself forward as far as
possible, in order to break the trail" L
will set the example,
They had gone but short distance
from the spot, before an opportunity offer
ed to try this experiment Kenton grasp
ed the vine with both hands, as well as
his wounded arm would permit and swung
himself forward a distance of several
yards, and striking upon very rocky
soil, his feet left no perceptlble imprint =
Allan followed his example, with similar
results, and then both ran for life, for
they heard the sayages approaching
All the various articles to battle pur-
suit were resorted to; but when the par
ties paused, ready to fall down with ex-
haIstion, the sound of the savage horde
came family to their ears through the in
tervening distance
/ cannot continue this much longer,
said Kenton. My strength is failing rap
idly'
Norwood entreated him to do his best,
and they continued their efforts; but
with no better success.
KentOn sat down upon the ground, and
declared that he was unable to 20 any far
ther
Go on he said, with extraordinary
composure; you may yet escape; but if
you try to save me, both will perish. l
will await here the coming of the Indi-
ans. My rife and pistols are loaded, and
| shall kill the first that appears. Yes, l
shall have the pleasure of three good shots
before | die
Without making any reply, Allan plac-
ed his ear to the earth and listened with
breathless interest. He heard approach
ing steps, and knew the bounding, elastic
tread of the red man. He grasped his
rifle firmly, stood a moment IN thought,
and looked earnestly at his friend.
i beg of you, Mr. Norwood. to leave
me- there is yet time for you to elude
these ferocious, savage hounds | shall
perish, but | have always expected to die
in some such way | made up my mind to
it long ago If you should live to see
Lizzie Boone, tell her that that | thought
Of her even when death was staring me
in the face
My dear Kenton p exclaimed Allan |
would not desert so bold and heroic a
comrade for thousand worlds; no, not
to save my life. Trust to me, aud We
VIII both escape, or fall side by side. My
plan is formed proceed as fast as you
are able, aud | will soon oyertake you
But this generosity is madness; by
giving your life to yonder yelling demons,
you Will not prolong mine five minutes
scarcely as many seconds cried Ken
ton.
L do rot value existence SO lightly that
l am willing to throw 1t away without a
chance of success. So go forward, IN
Heavens name p said Allan
/ will, replied kenton, sorrowfully-
'We may never meet again farewell
With fearful eyes and heart melted and
subdued the forester arose to his feet, and.
making desperate effort staggered on
with a speed that surprised Norwood -
The latter watched his lesseuing figure
until it could no longer be seen, aud then
threw himself upon the ground among
the rank shrubbery He laid his rife be-
side him, and drew his hunting knife from
his belt. The light, bounding footsteps
which he had heard, came more distinctly
to his anxious ears He summoned all
his constitutional GOODNESS and courage to
his aid. He had risked his life upon the
correctness or iucorrectness of a single
idea
By the sounds which he had heard, he
judged that one of the pursuers was far in
the advance Of all the rest; if that conclu-
sion was just, he could wait for the fore
most savage to come up, and then slay
MIN upon the spot. Iu the event that
there should prove to be more than one, it
would only remain for him to do the best
he could, and leave all to tile Great Dis
poser of events.
To the acute sense Of the young hunter,
still more palpably came the vibrations of
the agile steps Allan's eyes we're turned
with intense interest toward the spot where
a painted face, or faces, were expected to
appear. One moment more of breathless
expectation, and gigantic Indian sprang
into view. He was darting onward like a
blood hound, painting with exertion In
his right hand he held his gun. and his
eyes were fixed with fearful eagerness up
On the trail, casting occasionally keen aud
sweeping glances into the forest beyond
He came on he was flying past the spot
where the bold hunter lay; the latter
bounded up, leaped upon the savage like
a young lion-the hunting knife flashed in
the first faint beems of the morning. and
then sank deep in the red mans breast
\ hollow groan was given to the gentle
winds, and the pursuer had run his race
The athletic limbs quivered an instant,
and all was still agaIn-not a footstep was
heard in the wide woodlands
Allan thrust the crimson blade into its
sheath, cast one look at the quiet outlines
Of the body, and then left the spot with
confident aud assured, yet hasty tread
He overlook Kenton who was dragging
his exhausted frame along with indomita-
| bic energy and perseverance. When he
heard steps behind him, he turned about