The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1853-06-18

as he Departed
HE good wife sought her husband who
was down the river fishing, told him the sto
rE ana As no time was to be lost, they pro
cetdrh t" their boat which was unluckilv fill.
led with water. 1t took some time TO cIea,
1t out,and meanwhile he rccollcctcd his cur
winch had been left behind. He proceeded
TO the house and returned with it, All thr
took up considerable time, and precious time
1t proved to this poor family.
The daily visits of old Naoman. and hi,
more than ordinary gravity, had excited sus
iH'ioh III some oi the tribe, who had accord
lngIy pad particular attention to the move.
ments "t Stacey. One of the Young Indians
who had been kept on the watch, seeing tn,
whole family about to take their boat, ran tc
the little Indian village about mile off. and
gave the alarm. Five Indians collected, ran
down to the river side where their canoe.
were m"rrd, jumped in and padded after
Stacey who by this time had cot some dis
tancc ont INTO the stream. They gained on
INN 50 fast that twice he dropped his paddle
and took up his gun. But his wife prevent
ed ms shooting, by telling him, that if he fir
cd, and they We're afterwards oyertakcn
they would meet no mercy from the Indians
He accordingly rctrained and piled his pad
die, tIll the sweat rolled in drops itom his
brow. All would not do they were over
taken within hundred wards of the shore.
and carried back with shouts of Yelling tri-
umph.
W hen they got ashore, the Indians set
lire to StaccyS house, and dragged him. his
wife and children to their village Here the
principal old men, and Naoman among the
rest, assembled to deliberate on the affair
he chIet among them stated that some of
the tribe had undoubtedly been guilty of
treason IN apprI>ing Stacey. the white man.
OF the designs OF the tribe, c,wlrrcby they took
the alarm and we'll nigh escaped He pro
po>ed to examine the prisoners. As to who
gave the information. The old men as<cnt,d
+" tins. and Naoman among the rest. Stacey
was first intrrrogatcd by one of the old men,
who spoke English and interpreted to the
Others. Stacey refused to bctrap his inform
ant. HIS wife was then questioned. while at
the same moment two Indians stood threat
cnin@ the two children with tomalawks in
case She dld not confess. She attcmpted To
cvadc the truth by declaring that She had
dream the night before which had alarmed
her and that she had persuaded her husband
t" fly. The Great Spirit never designs to
talk III dreams to a white face said the old
Indian. w oman thou hast two tongues and
two faces. Speak the Truth or thy children
shall >urcl Y die The little boy and Girl
were then brought close to her. and the two
savagc> stood over them ready to execute
their bloody orders
wit thou name the red man who betrav-
"d his tribe :: said the old Indian. Il will
ask three times. The mother answered not.
wit thou name the traitor This is the
second time. The poor mother looked at
her husband, and then at her children and
stole glance at Naoman, who sat smoking
with lnvlnciblc gravity. She wrunr her
hands and wcpt: out remained silent Wilt
thou name the traitor It's the third time
and last time The agony of the mother
waved more bitter, again she sought the eve
o. \aoman, but it was cold and mstionlcSs :;
pause OF moment awaited her reply. and
the tomahawk> were raised over the heads
OF the children who bcsousht their mother
not to let them be murdered
stop, cried Naoman All ewes were turn
ed upon HIM. Stop repeated he in tone
OF authority. white woman, thou hast kent
thy word with ne to the very last moment.
am the traitor have eaten the salt warm
cd myself at the fire. shared the kindness of
these Christian white people, and it was I
that told them of their danger am with
erred, eacsS, branchess trunk; cut me
down ii You will. | am ready A veil of
Indignation sounded on all sides. Naoman
DESCENDED from the little bank where he sat
shroudcd his face with his mantle of skins.
and submitted to his fate. lie fell dead at
the feet OF the white woman by blow of the
tomahawk
But the sacrifice of Naoman. and the firm
ness OF the Christian white woman, did not
suffice to save the lives of the other victims.
They periShed-how, it is needless to saw
and the memory of their fate, has been pre-
served in the name of the pleasant stream on
whose banks they lived and died, which to
this day is called Murderer'S Creek.
An INCIDENT IN CHUKcH.-An amusing
incident is related by the Palmer journal, as
follows:
a young clergyman in a neishborins
town, after having commenced preaching on
a warm Sunday, lost his sermon rather sud-
denly and unexpectedly. A gust of wind
swept through the aislcs of the church. took
the sermon from the desk and whred it out
of the window. To deacons gave chase, and
after half hours pursuit returned with the
last leaf only of the wandering document, the
remainder having escaped from them entire