Des Moines courier. ([Ottumwa] Iowa) 1848-1854, 1853-10-20

money in drink, with as shilless a set
of fellows as could be collected togelh
er in that ancient place of entertainment.
He knew, indeed, that his father possess.
ed heart that neither he nor any other
evil doer could break; bat he was also
aware that his unfilial behavior has caus-
ed it to beat very painfully at times. -
Oh! much farther in the broad, straight
path had wicked Harry advanced than
he supposed.
But to the matter of the story.
One summer morning, after her faihe r
had departed for his shop, while Kate
sat at the window which looked towar 4
the common, she chanced To observe,
picking his route among the cows which
drew their sustenance from the gracious
bosom of the green before her, an Indi-
an making for the house. Within lew
yards of the dwelling the savage paused.
and with the sharp glance Of his race,
took measures of il from top to bottom.
as warrior would of castle he in.
tended TO storm. He was rather a dirty
and mongrei sample of once gallant
tribe, and his personal appearance was
quite noteworthy. Necessity had forced
him TO combine the aboriginal and Euro.
pean costume in such an anamulous way
as to make it painfully apparent that po-
verty, in his case, had utterly destroyed
TASTE About his neck the savage love
of tawdry fnery had induced him To Tie
several strings of huge glass beads oi d
quaint and ancient fashion; The self same
baubles, probably, with which his an-
cestors had purchased many an acre os
Indian territory. A gaudy but greasy
military cap, crowned his lank, black
hair. and the balance of his costume.
composed of an old English coat, a pair
of soiled buckskin leggins, odd mocc T..
sins, common case knife and hunting
pouch. associated in manner which de.
lies descr. ption.
To the qick eye of Kate, who gazed
at him unobserved from brhud the cur
tain, the "brese" appeared 10 be, even
at that early hour, trlae in liquor, hav-
ing altogether debauched look, which
plainly asserted that he had been max
ing night of it: She turned from the
window in disgust, rusting the curtain
as she swept away, which being observ
ed bv the Indian he uttered grunt and
trotted off: B"
That an intoxicated Indian should
gaze for few moments at John Corn.
wrlghi's house was not All extraordinary
fact in itself, albeit there was nothing
striking in the appearance of tha! moi.
est pile; but adding to il a conversation
overheard by Miss Kate in the afternoon,
a startling picture was presented 10 her
Imagination. .a.... .... ...... ....
AT the rear Of the house was a large
aud neatly kept garden, in which Kate
passed much of her Time in the summer
months. She was quietly sewing in a
pretty little arbor near the foot ef this
plot, when she distinguished the voices
of two persons, who appeared 10 be ap-
preaching by narrow lane leading to
the garden; pausing as they reached the
fence they continued their conversation
in low but earnest voice:
Me tell you; me know! Just SD ca
sy me brudder as to turn your hand
so.'
And the speaker, who from bis pecu-
liar use Of the English language, appear
ed 10 be an Indian, seemed 10 perform
The motion alluded to.
Hold up!' answered a gruT voice.
Give US English, and none oi your In
dian CANNON.
Me spoke Ingleese damn good re-.
piled the Indian, whose feelings appear
ed touched at the opinion held ouI of
his proficiency as hnguisi--'Me learn
qulek when papoose--so big.
Nonsense, growled his companion;
tell me now, when you were in the
house and what you know about the
matter.
Two day ago, me 60 IN The kitchen.
Beg meat. Niger girl give me meal
and cider, good! See 'em cleaning sill.
yer plate. On. SO much, big lol! Old
man Cartwright, he catch me, call me
red rascal; say kick me out ratch me
there some more
Following This lucid explanation came
pause. Atlhe mention of her father 5
name, Kate's heart beat quickly, aud
pale with agitation, she listened for The
remainder of the conversation.
DO you think there was any dog al
the house.
No, no dog. Me askee the cook why
she no give no meat 10 The dog, instead
of to poor Indian. She ,elee rue nc
got none
And do you know where ihey keep
The silver!'
No. but me findee him to night, sar.
li.i, answered the native.
The pair now seemed 10 be examining
The height OF the garden wall; and whlt
they mulsered further plans of wicked
ness, Kate stole softly from her hiding
place and darling into the house. threw
on her street apparel, and walked will
careless air toward turn in the ad
joining street. whence she knew the two
gentlemen, whose conversation she hat
overheard. must emerge. There, In
deed, she encountered Them.
In one she recognized The Indian she