The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1854-03-10

OF being separated from her child rose be.
fore her, but, checking the rising sobs, she
leaned her head on her husbands shoulder,
and talked Of the coming event, and The
asssemblage Of expected ones OH the NOR.
row.
In moment, May stood before them in
the white robe, radiant with beauty, and
bright, young hope, and they all ihough,
she never looked sweeler. Her wavy hair
was smooihed back from her fair young
brow, and her blue eyes and delicate COM
plexion conlrasled beautifully with the pure,
plain bridal dress.
"Bless yeu, my daughter, said the father,
laying his hands on Mays head, as The
innocent girl inslinc'ively knel, beside
him.
Just at this moment when The very angels
would love 10 linger and smile upon such a
scene, was the door rudely pushed open,
and five or six Indians came staggering
in, headed by Black Cloud, their chief
al thought Dear Henry was come," said
May, clinging with frightened look 10 her
father.
With shut,ler of horror that she strove
10 conceal, the mother beckoned Philip
aside, and told him that The Indians were
partially intoxicated, and the result of their
unimely visit was much 10 be feared, and
that she would endeavor 10 conciliale them
while he ran 10 their nearest neishbors aud
give the alarm. Immediately after Philip
had stolen out, Mrs. Seymore asked them
il they would be pleased 10 have supper
prepared. Black Cloud, with an oath, re-
Piled they came for that purpose, and il she
did not furnish the best the house afforded,
their lives would be the forfeit. With an
attempt at composure, the trembling wo-
man placed plentiful variety Of food be-
fore them, and kindly invited them to par.
take.
Exchanging gances that foreboded i'll,
they gathered round the table silently,
Black Cloud seating himself at The head.-
of yellow bread, broke it, and with curses
yelled out
~ smell the red mans blood !"
With Simultaneous movement, they
sprang from the table, and though the
wretched father raised his hands, and on
his knees plead for his life, it was of no
avail. The reeking iomahawks ceased not
their murdcrous work until the husband and
wife were lifeless victims OH the floor.
Poor May clung to her loved p,rents, and
swooned, with her fathers head, cleft asun-
der, lying on her bosom. -.
When consciousness returned, she behcld
Black Cloud standing over her with his
raised weapon in his hand, ind young
Indian besceching him to spare her. For
some time his hard face gave no signs OF
relcnting, but at last he dropped his hatch.
ct at his feet, and taking her hands, badc
her rise.
For many minutes did the avenging bnes
converse together, and then seemed to be at
variance on something which could not be
settled satisfactorily.
at shall be done 4" said Black Cloud,
with forocous light in his snaky eye ;
and the next moment the fair breast of tbs
girl.bride poured forth her lile.blood in q
gushing stream. ----..
Three victims-the father, with his ting.
cd gray hair, the kind good mother, and the
blooming May, in her bridal robe-all sleep.
ers in death
"Now," said Black Cloud, the avcnging
demon, the rest may have our hunting
grounds that the great Spirit gave to US /;
let us GO"
They had scarcely reached the woody
brow of the ambuscade hill, over which lay
their trail, when Philip and two men ap.
preached the house. They paused and
listened brcathlessly, but no sound fell upon
the ear save the tinklins rill that wound
guarded roots and over white pebbles, and
the hoo'ng owl in the distance.
"Pcrhaps they have already gonc,' said
Philip as he nearcd the house. No PRESENT..
ment ovcrshadowed his thoughts as he rails
ed the latch carelessly, and pushed the door
partly open. Some obstacle prevented IT
from swinging back, and in the dim freight
he looked to see what it might DO
"My God what have you done" he
sbrieked, rs his eye fell upon the form Of
his brutally murdered father, then his moth.
er, and lastly, his idolized sister, with that
pure PROV he had so loved to kiss, and her
long, bright hair stepped in blood. He rails
ed them up severally, but life was utterly
OK tinct, and with grief unutterablc he wrung
his hands and prayed not to linger alone
homeless, friendless and broken.hearted.
Black Cloud and his band left their beauti-
ful grounds the day following, and went to
Sandusky, to joio Simon Girty, the renegade.
Tehy lef. all that was dear to them, in their
spacious green, where their feasts and
dances were held, their council.houso and
buried deid. Sated was their thirst for
vengeance on those who had deprived them
of their fair Inheritance. Then the lami.
lies moved from the block-house, and went
to their homes and again kindled 6res upon
the desolate hearts, and soon did the Wild
wood farms look CHEEKY and glad.
That old lock-house-long before had
learned the wild and thrilling lore connected
with il, have clambered over its moulllcr.
ing walls, and rested my child-hands on The
tufts of damp green moss that grew between
the pondrous logs, and irampled on The
clnging ivies that tried 10 make II beautiful
in lis forgotten desola,on. wondered
why il was ever built, and though, palace
should have occupied that delightful siiua.
lion on the soping banks Of Willow stream.
Mays be,rolhe,l, Henry, and the lonely
Phillip, under The minis,erings OF The great
res,orer, Time, and two lovely and worthy
wives, recovered from the blight that fell
upon their young years, and are good and
useful men. Willie and Maggie are grand.
parents now, their mother still lives, and il
Is their greatest Joy TO make blest her last
YEAR. Maggie's gai, still bears evidence
of the wound that fortunately was not fatal
one.
The soldier who was missing after the
murderous aifray nj CarrolPs, was discovered
long years afterwards, his crouched skeleton
hidden in n hollow tree. A bullet had
lodged in his breast, and il was supposed he
had hidden himself TO save his scalp from
the red men. On the brown and bony
breas, one neshless hand was pressed
agains, miniature, but il was so defaced,
nothing could be learned from it. The
loves OF earth in iha, las, moment were