Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1855-11-28

PUN h Il i l AND L KIDE,
A Tale Of the Texas Border
Respectfully Dedicated to the Scial Circle
Brw.M.'T.
IcoNcLUDEDJ
The lone sentinel, catike, kept his
watch. His eye was con6lually on the 81
lent captive-suddenly stopping before
young Norwood, he spde-
"White Warrior olf Brave-he make
one good Redinan eief WHY. -
sneaking COmancheE. ne - -
uIhaaaa.A--.-~sr-iI1ts1iig sigf great Chief-give him
Squaw, one, two, four-fll his lodge with
Bufaloe meat.
At the first sound OF the Indians gut
teral tones, dozen warriors raised their
heads, but they Immediately sank back
as they cast glance ar0und-the falling
of dozen hands outstretched to grasp the
deadly rifle, could be heard family but
simultanoously-slumber again passed over
them, aud the Indian encampment was
quiet again.
Young Norwood replied not to the SEN
tinel's words. His ear was not for the red
man, aud his mind had for time left his
body His thoughts at that wild gloomy
hour, were far away in that fairy cot, over
whose tiny porch the creeping honeysuckle
trailed its length.
White Warrior, proud-he answer
not his red brother, the Indian warrior
Why so? Speak White Warrior has
tongue"
" Red warrior, my heart is as heavy as
that of the mountain buck, when the hun
ter's rife has slain his companion NV
friends live beyond the high hills, and the
redman's thongs dig deep into my fesh-
How can the white hunter be happy and
answer the questions of the Indian Brave?"
" AS the sands of the sea shore, or as
the leaves when the Manitou in his power,
sends his White Destroyer, and they cover
the ground-have been my fathers. Hap
py they lived in their large Hunting
Grounds, far away from here by the big
lakes But inch by inch, the Red man has
been driven from his territories-and now
we are here, where the great Manitou
sends his scorching rays and makes the
sand on the plain too hot for the Moccasin.
Who has driven the red man from what
the Great Manitou torerer gave to him?
Tile creeping pate .face-the creeping pale
.tdcc! Still the red man would make a
Chief of the white hunter. White hun
ter refuses. lie il proud WhitA-n-----
dies, as the great Hanlrou peeps to US
again over the trees in the east. Think,
white warrior, and be wise" He turned
on his heel, and resumed his tramp.
The night still slept on-the little stream
let still rippled along--and musically dashed
in the distance its tiny cascades over the
iutting rocks. Suddenly the dusky senti-
mel, as he paced his round, stopped and
laid his ear close to the ground, as the
grunting of some lazy porker was heard
He arose quickly.
"Hog," he said, "White warrior eat
hog-hog good" Saying this he looseneC
his tomahawk and strobe into the dark
ness. A few moments passed-a sligh
tussle was heard and all was quiet. Sud
denly the warrior stepped quickly from
the bushes, but without the hog, and com
menced, tho more cautiously than before
to tread his usual rounds Suddenly y h
stopped aud spoke:
"White Wo,ror .r' Norwood started
A strange feeling thrilled through him.
"Wen, by conhummux you don
know me Norradw continued the Savage
strangely enough.
"Why Ralph my deliv-'
/" Not word more if you valy your har
think we'll white hunter" he continued a
the Savage raised his head. Once agai
the Savage laid himself to slumber-
"Now, Norrad, is the time-be quiC
lest one second" The old hunter stol
quietly though quickly into the wood
He soon returned bearing the body OF tn
murdered warrior in his huge embrace
Without saying word he quickly cut tn
vile bonds which bound young Norwood
The Young man came near shrieking alou
in the cladness of his heart, as he breathe
freedoms air again.
The old hunter soon bound the dead Il
dian to the stake, and bidding NorwoC
select rife, he leaned composedly on Il
dead warriors shoulder Norwood ca
tiously singled out his heavy German piec
and snatching up powder horn signifi'
his readiness to depart
Comet said Ralph. They hasti
threaded the thick jungle until three hu
dred yards had intcrvened between the
and their foes. Suddenly halting at t
foot of tree, at the top Of which thi
network of brambles could be seen AGAR
the sky, Ralph lazily swung himself up
What now 2" queried Norwood.
" Briars leave no traces Norrad.
{" Aha at your old tricks, Ralph"
claimed the young man, as he lightly va
ted into the tree, and disappeared amo
the branches