Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1855-09-26

vided into smaller bands, the largest of
which was to return and pursue the
Omahas, and the others to endeavor to
capture the one who had misled them.
They knew that he must be an Omaha,
and that he would either go further and
kindle another watch fire, or start for
his nation in straight line /; and there
fore one party went on a little further,
and the others spread out towards the
Omaha country for the purpose of inter-
cepting him. Logan pressed forward
as rapidly as his jaded steed could bear
him, until he thought he had entirely
eluded them; but as day dawned, to his
horror and dismay, he saw his pursuers
close upon his track. He turped his
course for a ravine, which he distin-
guished at distance, covered with trees
and underground. He succeeded in
reaching it, and just within its verge he
met an Indian girl dipping water from a
spring. She was startled and about to
cry for help, when he hastily assured
her that he needed protection and assis.
tance. With the true instincts of noble
woman, she appreciated his situation in
an instant, and all her sympathies were
with him. She directed him to dismounl
and go to a small natural bower, to
which she pointed him, in the verge OF
the woods, while she would mount his
horse and lead his pursuers away. He
obeyed her, and she mounted his horse
and dashed on in a serpentine course
through the woods, leaving marks along
the bushes by which he could be traced.
The pursuers soon followed. When she .
had got some distance down the branch,
she rode into the water and followed its
descending course for few steps, max
ing the horse touch its sides and leave
footprints in that direction, and then
turned up the bed of the stream and
rode above the place at which she en-
tered it, without leaving trace, and
back to where Logan was concealed.
She told him to mount and speed away
while his pursuers were going in con-
trary direction down the ravine. He
did SO, and got long distance out of
sight, and again thought himself beyond
the reach of danger, when in a valley
just in front of him, he saw fifty braves
coming up the hill and meeting him.
They were some of those who were re-
turning from the pursuit of his people.
He changed his direction and tried to es.
cape, but his poor horse was too much
exhausted to bear him with sufficient
speed. With savage yells they plunged
their rowels in their horses sides and
gained upon him. As the foremost ap-
preached within good shooting distance
Logan turned suddenly and sent a bull
let through his brain. Then, loading as
he galloped on, he soon after made an
other bite the dust and then another
and another, until four were strewed
along the plain. Just then, however, as
he was again reloading, his horse STUN
bled and fell, and the band rushed upon
him before he had well recovered from
the shock. He was shot with bullets
and arrows, and gashed with tomahawks,
and pierced with lances; notwithstand-
ing all which, he arose amid his foes,
and with his clubbed rifle and hunting
knife. he piled around him five PROSTATE
bodies, and fell with his back upon their
corPses and expired, still fighting.
He was scalped, and hundreds of
warriors held great war dance over
him.
Thus Logan Fontanelle departed. and
his noble spirit was followed to the
spirit land by the sighs and lamentations
of his nation, and the sympathies and
aspirations of the brave of every land.