Tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1856, 1855-10-11
NO II.

English horse, which he managed with ease-
This Lieut.. Woodville fingered so long at the
settlement that his friends tried to persuade him
to remain all night; but he laughed, and as he
mounted, flung down his portmantcau to one OF
them, saying, Il will call for that tomorrow ~
When 1t was nearly sunset the little garrison
came into the courtyard to watch his departure
Among the spectators We're the boy-soldiers
whose parade of the morning had daunted the
terrible Brant. Foremost stood the doupbty
Douglas, and by his side the tiinid Angus, gaz-
ing with childishscuriosity on the dashing young
officer, and marking with wondering delight his
smiling mastery over his steed.
Suddenly the boy passed his hand over his
eyes, grew marble-white and rigid for an instant,
then shnddered, and burst into tears. Before he
could be questioned, he had quittsd his brother,
rushed forward, and was clinging to the ieuten-
ants knee; crying, in tone of the most passion
ate entreaty:
"Oh, sir, We maun stay here to-night-here,
where a is safe! dinna gang; they'll kill ye! Oh
dinna gang."
''Who my little lad, who'll kill met" gently
asked the officer, looking down into the delicate
face of the boy, struck by its agonized express
sion.
"The Indians. They're waitin, for you in Won
dark, awful place by the falls" replied Angus,
in tone of sclemnty.
Sand how do you know this, my little man"
asked the officer smiling.
81 hae seen Them" said Angus, in q low
hoarse tone, casting down his eyes and trembling
visibly
"Seen them! Whenl'
Just moo, saw them a'as weel as / see you
and the lave. It's the guild God may be, that
sends the vision to save you frae death. So ye
maun keep the warning, and not put your life in
peril by riding up there, where the re waitin for
ye in the cleaning"
Nv hat is the matter with this chldl" exclaim-
ed Lieutenant Woodvile, turning to friend in
the little crowd. The man, for answer merely
touched his forehead significantly. "Indeed!-
so young" replied the officer. Then, laying hts
hand gently, ON the head of the boy, and smiling
pityingly into his wild, beseeching eyes he said
"But indeed must go, prophet of evil In
dams or no indians, soldier must obey orders
you know. Come dry up your tears, and will
bring you a pretty plume for your sol der-cap
when l return. Adieu, friends, until to-mor-
row."
Saying this he bent to loosen Angus hands
from the stirrup; but the child chung convulsive-
ly shrieking out his warnings and entreaties
until his father broke through the crowd, and
bore him forcibly away.
Lieutenant Woodvile galoppcd off, with gay
words of farewell; but as some noticed, with an
unusual shadow on his handsome face
Mrs. Lindsay took Angus in her arms, and
strove to soothe him, in her quiet Loving way
face in her bosom, sobbing and shuddering, but
saying nothing for several minutes. Then he
shrieked out, "There! There Oh nither they
hac killed him! hac seen him ia frae his horse.
see him moo, lynn among the briars, wi the red
bluid rinning frae his head, down ON to his brw
soldier coat, Oh, mither, could nae help it; he
would nae believe The Sfsion!'
After this the repose of sad certainty seemed
to come upon the child and, sobbing more and
more softly, he fell asleep; but not until the re-
turn of Lieutenant w oodvilles horse, with an
empty saddle stained with blood, had brought
terrible confirmation of the vision. Next morn
ing the body of the unfortunate young officer was
found in the dark pass near the falls of Tekaha-
rawa He had been shot and scalped by Brant
himself
AS may be supposed this tragic verifcation of
Angus Lindsay's prophecy excited surprise and
speculation, and caused the child to be regarded
with strange interest, which, though not I'M
friendly, had in it too much of superstitious dread
to be altogether kindly.
The boy instinctively shrank from it, and grew
more sad and reserved dayby bay, Some regard
ed the prediction as naturally resulting from the
omnipresent fear ofsavages to settlers
chldren--taking more vivid form in the imagi-
nation OF Il nervous sickly boy, and the fate of
Lieutenant Woodville as merely remarkable
coincidence But more shook their heads with
solemn meaning, declaring the lad young wiz
ard, and went SO far as to intimate that the real
wizard was the lads father, whose naughty and
melancholy reserve was little understood by the
honest settlers, and that poor little Angus was
his victim; the one possessed.
The expression of this feeling (not in words,
but in sort of distrustful avoidance,) made Mrs.
Lindsay consent to the proposition of her hus-
band to return to their home for the harvest -
Several families were yenturing OF this hazard
Gus step, encouraged by the temporary tranquil
ity of the country. and thinking that their saw
age enemies had qucnchcd their blood thirst at
Wyoming-thus rather taking courage than war
ming by that fearful massacre.
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