Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1853-11-26
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pect and Two rifles are better than one,
anyhow" ....
"No, no, boy; just do as ! tell you.
There is no chance whatever Of there
being any more Of 'em; and il there
was, why my old scalp is worth ! hing
at any rate; but you know il wont do
for you TO get hurt about this time"
The old man chuckled, and the young
one blushed in spite of his sunburnt cheek.
He was 10 be married in a few days to q
young girl at the station.
His friend, however, paid no attention
his bushes, but carefully replacing the
canoe, and erasing their own footprints,
he led the way up a. rugged path which
lay before them. This path wound along
the side Of narrow gorge, shut out from
The river by cliffs, and rendered gloomy
by their eternal shadows. After tedious
walk Of half an hour, the rocky path
brought them to the summit of the hill
on which the hunters hut was built.
CHAPTER III. y
Thu hut was Of the rudest and simples,
construction, and almos hidden by the
thick growth of young trees, wild vines
and bushes, which the hunter left undis.
turbed. In front of it stretched the green
sward for few yards, and then the hill
went abruptly down, forming an almos
perpendicular precipice, at the foot o
which it sloped off again to the rivers
bank, which was thus considerable dis
tance ON h. lu.
As the two hunters gazed around from
this lofty eminence, the scene spread ou
below and around them was one Of almos
indescribable beauty. Far as the ey,
could reach, stretched sea of hill, more
or less abrupt, and covered from base tt
summit with mantle of rich foliage, with
all the varied hues of autumn. West
ward, lay level expanse of forest, ovel
whose tops arose the curling smoke o
the station, the only visible signs of hu
man existence. At their very feet ap
parently flowed the broad Ohio, rolling ir
its sluggish majesty undisturbed, as yet
by the keel of the steamboat, or the snor
and the whistle of the engine. And now
thesetting sun, in his dying glories. poure'
a rich flood of light over the whole scene
making the ripples of La Belle Riv
iere" seem flood of molten gold.
The prospect was indeed glorious, bu
the young hunter endeavored in vain upol
that evening to make his friend partici
pate in his feelings of delight and ADM
ration. During the whole day he ha
seemed unusually gloomy aud taciturr
and as evening advanced, deeper me
ancholy settled upon his brow. Now h
sat upon the green grass, with his fac
buried in his hands, and returning brie
and often incoherent answers, 10 the wort
Of his companion. At length, as if er
dent effort to be cheerful.
"And so, my boy, you are going
get married soon, they tell me2 Wei
we'll you needn't blush so-Molly's
good girl, and will make a hunter, lik
you, first-rate wife. But these al
troublous times TO be marrying and gi'
ing in marriage All! | remember
What is it that depresscs yox
, said the young man.
"This," said the hunter. is the fif
anniversary of my sorrow; that whit
made the outcast, wandering hunter tn
you see now: Never before have soug
{ for human sympathy. But love you
son, and something seems forcing n
3 to speak. Five summers ago, this vel
? hour, that same sun looked down upon
$ happy home in Western Virginia. ltw
< an humble Lighthouse, it is true, situat
in lonely spot, amid hills and wooe
r. but it was full of comfort and happines
. That home was mine. For years, ;
!. went we'll with me. My crops and n
cattle ere unsurpassed. But above a
! had wife who was an angel upon ear
> > and two babes, boy and a girl, W
J would have made desert happy with the
sweet laugh er and their sports.
"Though remote from any human ha'
tation, and though the Indians were oce
y sionally seen and heard of in the neie
borhood of my dwelling,l yet felt no fe
had never wronged them, on the cont
ry, had often fed and clothed half.starv
= stragglers from the tribe, who would wa
= der to my door, and blindly trusted
q their magnanimisy for the safety of al
" held dear.
: "Well, a little later in the day than til
u just five years ago, was seated by +
:. hearth with my children on my kne
y while my wife was busted in the prepa
&c tion OF our evening meal. The sun WI
down, and darkness came on, but the
u was so pleasant that left the door or
10 to enjoy the fresh breeze that seem
making music among the branches of
;, great oaks before the door. l had l.
n my dogs to a neighbor for hunt, q
"a there was nothing to give warning Of d
n ger save the melancholy hooting Of
e owl in the neighboring forest. More ii
'f once my wife spoke Of the effect that 4
4 NAL sound had upon her feelings, bu
3 laughed at her fears. Suddenly, as I
n =, was crossing the room. | heard her vi
u scream Of terror. turned, and beh
* dozen dusky forms crowding into
y doorway. Even now | can see tn
y y eyes glaring, and their white teeth sh
~ ing as the fire flashed upon them. Spri
le ing from my seat, was snatcbing do
y my rifle which always hung over the &
place, when reesived a blow iron
., tomahawk, which made that scar W