New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1855-12-10
: NUMBER 2o4.

and drawing the fork, she darted into the entr,
and bolted the outside door Her castle wa,
barely secured, when back came the Indian
desperately furious at finding himself foiled
Mother returned to the kitchen, and poured
pail Of water on, the fire. Peggy at the same
time blew out the lamp and shut the oven door.
The darkness Of the room enabled us Ia ssa
the great black Peol at the window. makinr
frlghtfui gestures, and uttering awful imprecas
tons In his broken language
Mean"nile mother, aware that an Indian and
MS gun were never far separated, took us noise.
lessly into the parlor, and seated us on tho
hoor beneath the only window looking upon The
street. Strengthening our limbs, she placed the
cradle over them close to US, and whispered.
"NoW ait still as mice. If Peol should ere into
this window, the bullets will 90 over your
neads and strike the ceiling-he cannot hurt
you here" foung as / was, I knew from
mothers manner that our troubles were not
ended. "NAe 1A''
,oqr heuse was situated upon hill. side.
Inc kitchen had its entrance upon the ground
though really in the second story, having a
basement beneath. The parlor window where
We we're sitting was inaccessible, while in the
vation. e''eA-
Fathers place Of business was several rods
opposite ours, and his light sent its rays across
t-AsA"Hy illuminating tne pArlor BY
Cnis could see mother, with claeped hands and
window. AA01- 'H0
Drectiy she clasped her hands, exclaimiug
"he IS safe! Oh, children, your father Is alive
and safe! thought Peol would 90 and murder
him. could see him sitting there SO calmly
posting his books, when Peol went straight to-
yards him ! cannot think what saved him.
p peol went past up the hill toward Blane's Oh,
feggy' might have run out and given nv hus
band warning, but I knew Peol too weil--he
would have returned and butchered Won alI II
was dreadful choice to make, but would not
saerlnee 80 many lives for one, though that one
Is the dearest to me-" And she sat down by the
door, leaned her head ON the cradle and cried
heartily. Va - ~
Peggy now relighted up, rekindled the fires.
and made mother comfortable She was pre-
parlng to put Annie and me to bed, when father.
much agitated, came home to tell us that Peoi
mad just Killed Blame at the hotel He had
gone there intending to pass the night He
was much excited and very insolent. Mr.. Blame
ordered him to leave the house. PeoI refused.
ana ne struck him light blow with stick.
Strange that Mr.. Blame should do this when he
knew 80 well that an Indian will not bear a
biow-that Peol, least of all, would brook such
an indignity. Peol retreated out Of the door
Mt. Blame followed him Finding the savage
disposed to leave the premises, he attempted to
re-enter Peol drew that bright knife, and
plunged it to the handle in MIR. Blane's back.
me ne wounded man staggered and groaned out !:
knife" With horror and despair she obeyed.
her husband fell dead at her feet.
Peol was apprehended and escorted by a
strong guard to the old fort. After his trial be
was imprisoned there to await his execution.
Before the day arrived the British captured the
fort, and under pretence Of exchanging prison.
ers, they set Peol at liberty. - 7-s
We never saw Peol again. What finally be-
cane OF MIN DO not know. Arbuta.