The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1854-06-07

along the bank of the river. He was ab.
sent some time and the party became near.
ly impatient waiting, when he was seen at
some distance up the river bank running
swiftly towards them. They knew by the
Joy depicted in his countenance that the
object Of their search was found; for his
face shone with light, and the Are Of his
eyes was like that OF the tiger when his prey
is in his, power and II has nothing to do bu,
to spring upon it and watch its writhing in
the agonies Of death.
"Come on, he cried. as he approached
them. ''here they are. about twenty red
devils all settin' around old Martin hold.
in regular council over him; come on
boys. and let's kill ey'ry red vermint Of
'em'
Keep cool Smith, said Shirley" "or
the Indians will hear you and we will not
be able 10 rescue the prisoners.
"Why Shirley" said Smith, "l'm as
cool as ever was, come on or the red
varmints will have Martin at the stake
a'fore we get there. !"
The company now crept along the bank
which was about five feet high. and GOV.
cred with small bushes. AT motion from
Smith they halted and looked in the d.
rection Of the Indian camp. There were
few bark wigwams, and before these.
croud OF Indian warriors to the amount
of about thirty. Martin was already tied
to the stake, and an Indian was just ap.
plying the torch TO the burning pile. The
quick eye OF Shirley soon detected the
TORN of Kate among the group. She was
firmly held by tall warrior who twined
his huge arm around her waist, and would
not permit her 10 leave the crowd. although
lovely Indian maid begged 10 have
charge OF this fair burden.
"Rest your muskets on the bank" cri-
ed SrlNh, sand take aim. Ready fire. -
Shrill cries of agony and the wild war
whoop rang through the forest, but ere the
smoke had died away, iheiloud "chargc' ;
echoed lhiong the forest. and Smith rush.
ed forward at the head Of his company.
Seventeen warriors lay dead upon the
ground, while the others. surprised and
bewildered, grasped their weapons and
shouted:
..The Long Knivesl" not knowing wheth.
er to stand or fly.
The chief had meanwhile been left un-
armed-siraning his eyes in every di-
rectlon 10 nole if possible, the number OF
his foes and whence their approach
The whole glance was momeltary; bui
he saw himsilf nearly surrounded by his
enemies. who were fast closing into the
centre with fierce yells; and pausipg no
longer in decision, he encircled Kate S
waist with his arm, raised her from the
ground. and Keeping her as much as pos.
s.b!e between himself and his enemies. to
deter them from firing. darted towards q
thicket, followed by Shirley and Smith.
! Just as he entered the ihicket, he recei.
we'd a blow on the head from the butt ol
Shirley's gun that felled him 10 the earth
and releasing his hold Of Kate, in a mo.
ment he was on his feet and making his
way through the thicket, when ball from
Smiths rifle, sent him bowling in the air
and the next moment he fell dead. Shir
ley tore Kate gently from the scene and
Epressed her TO his bosom.
] Martin had meantime been torn from
the stake and was borne from the burn
ling heap with but few blisters.
The whole party returned from the pur
suit without an accident. Shirley and
his wife, after the cessation OF hostililies
! and the death of their parents, which oc
cured shortly afterwards, removed some
j distance into the country from the river
and but few short years have elapsed
since they yielded up their spirits in peace
TO God.