Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1855-10-13

ue'uie 'ne lOfl, hey had spectators whom they
little suspected. Upon a hill, about a mile
. away,-Joseph Btant had posted large party
OF his braves, where concealed by the thick
wood, they were looking down on the settle
ment. Ii had been his intention to attack the
fort that night; but this grand parade of light
inianiry, deceived him. AZ that distance, he
mistook the boys for men, and decided to defer
the attack until he could ascertain, by his
scouts, the exact strength OF The place. In
the meantime, he moved his party nor,hward a
few miles, to point on the road leading from
Cherry Valley TO the Mohawk river, whereshe
concealed them behind rocks and trees Al
this spot the road passed through thick growth
Of evergreens, forming perpetual twilight,
and wound along precipice hundred and fify
feet high, over which plunged a small stream
in cascade, called by the Indians Tekaharawa.
Brant had doubtless received information that
an American officer had ridden down from Fort
Plain, on the Mohawk river, in the morning,
to visit the fort, and might be expected to re-
turn before night. This officer had come to in
form The garrison that regiment of militia
would arrive the next day, and take up their
quarters at Cherry Valley. His name was
Lieutenant Woodville; he was young man
of fortune. - ay,-galant, Handsome and
daring. He was dressed in a rich suit Of vel
vet, wore a plumed hat and a jewe-hilied
sword, and let his dark waving hair grow to
cat alierish length lie rode a ful-blooded
English horse, which he managed with care.
This Lieutenant Woodville fingered so long at
the settlement that his friends tried to persuade
IN oil MI k,,th ho l,J
as he mounted, flung down his portmanteau to
one Of them, saying 4 will call for that TO-
morrow When il was nearly sunset the lii.
tie garrison came into the courtyard to watch
his departure. Among the spectators were the
boy whose parade Of the morning had
daunted even the tsrrible Brant Foremost
stood the doughty Douglas, and by his side the
timid Angus, gazing with childish curiosity on
the dashing young officer, and marking with
wonderous delight his smiling mastery over his
steed.
Suddenly the boy passed his hand over his
eyes, grew marble-white and rigid for an in
stani, then shuddered, and burst into tears. Be-
fore he could be questioned, he had quilted his
brother. rushed forward, and was clingihg to
the ieutenants knee crying, In tone Of the
most passionate entreaty.
oh, sir, ye maun stay here to-nieht--hcre
where a is safe Dinna gang they'll kill ye !
Oh, dnna gang
''Who, my little lad. who'll kill met gent
ly asked the officer, looking down into the del
icaie face of the boy, struck by its agonized ex-
preston.
The Indians. They're waitin for you 10
yon dark awful place by the falls, replied An
gus, in tone Of soemnity.
And how do you know all this, my little
man asked this officer, smiling.
Il hae seen them, said Angus, in low,
hoarse tone, casting down his ewes aud lremb-
ling visibiy.
Seen them Whenl'
Just moo. saw them a as weel as see
you and the lave. It's the gud God, may be,
that sends the vision to save you frae death
So, ye maun heed the warning, and don't put
your life in peril by riding up there, where
they're waitin' for ye in the cleaning.
What's the matter with this child = ex-
claimed Lieutenant Woodvile, turning to a
friend in the little crowd. The man, for an
swer, merely touched his forehead significant
ly. Indeed SO young replied the officer.
Then, laying his 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. Indians or no Indians,
soldiers must obey orders, you know. Come,
dry your tears, and will bring you pretty
plume for your soldier-cap when | return
Adieu, friends until Tomorrow
Saying this, he bent to loosen Angus's hands
from the stirrup But the child clung convul-
sively, shrieking Out his warnings and eutrea-
ties, until his father broke through the crowd,
and bore him forcibly away.
Lieutenant Woodvile galloped of, 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 10 sooth him in her quiet, loving way.
Yet the child would not be comforted. He hid
his face in her bosom, sobbing and shuddering,
but saying nothing for several minutes. Then
he shrieked out, There There Oh, mither,
they hae killed him hae seen him fa' frae
his horse. ! see him moo, lying among the
briars, wi the red bluid running frae his head
down on to his Draw soldier coat. Oh, mther,
| could na help it; he wonld ma believe the
vision =
After this, the repose Of a sad certainty
seemed to come upon the child, and sobbing
more and more softly, he fell asleep; but not
until the return Of Lieutenant Woodville's
horse, with an empty saddle stained with blood
had brought terrible confirmation of the vision.
Next morning, the body of the unfortunate Of
fcer was found in the dark pass, near the falls
of Tekaharawa. He had been shot and scalped
by Brant himself.
As may be supposed, this tragic verificatiou
of Angus Lindsay's prophecy excited surprise
and speculation, and caused the child to be re-
earded as strange interest, which, though
not unfrendiy, had in it too much Of supersti-
tious dread to be altogether kindly.
The boy instnctively shrank from it, and
grew more sad and reserved day by day.
Some regarded the prediction as naturally re-
sulsne from the omnipresent fear of savages-
common TO settlers children--laking more viv-
id form in the imagination Of nervous and
sickly boy, and the fate Of Lieutenant Wood
vile as merely remarkably coincidence. But