The true Democrat., 1857-02-24

dust. The scene which followed is described as one of deadly warfare, for no sooner had the Virginians reached the breastwOrk, than yell was given, and the rude terrace swarmed with painted warriors, each bearing in his hand a blazing torch, and in his right hand a war club. Springng into the midst of their as- sailants, the savages dealt their murderous blows on all sides, often thrlsting their burn ing torches into the faces of the whites, who could not use their firearms, so close was the encounter.
 Sound a retreath shouted Gen. Bacon; and in obedience to the brazen trumpet his men fell back.
 At that moment, the cavaliers under With ley, charged through the savages, and when they had passed, the infantry hastily formed into line, and poured in murderous volleys- Again the caviliers swept through their paint ed ranks, and then with cheer, the entrench ment was stormed. At the head of those who first entered the breastwork, fighting like de- mon, was Rupert Wythley, and at the door of the old mansion as he rode up to it with a heavy heart, he saw his own Henrietta.
 She is safe! Thank God she is safc!' he ex- claimed, and in an instant he had reached her side, and she was clasped to his heart
 Oar limits will not permit us to portray the story of her imprisonment as she narrated 1t that night around the family hearth-stone Destined for sacrifice she had been careful ly treated, and allowed the unmoested liberty of her own room. But that night was to have witnessed her immoation. A Divine Provi- dence had nerved her heart, as she was already summoned to the burning pile when scoat gave the alarm cry. Then by the light of the torches, she plainly witnes ssed the fray, mplor ing upon her knees before the window, that a heavenly arm would sustain those whom she loved so we'll
 Morning dawned and horrible scene present ed itself around the house. There-where St.. Johns now Stands--ay mingled corpses ill the stiff attitude of death, and the stream near by was tinged with blood
 The wounded were cared for, the dead inter- red, and by dinner time the horrors of grim | vlsaged war; no longer met the eye. The last council fire of the Indian race at James River Falls was extlnguiShed, and the few sur- vlvng descendants of that terrible tribe of Po- cahontas, began their funeral march towards the setting sun.
 l Success insures success. Had Bacon been defeated he would have been shot as a traitor to his king; but now the naughty governor re- warded him, and he was hailed by the Virgin ians as their defender. Marching to James town, he forced the governor to adopt new laws, which code was completed July f, l676-one hundred years to a day before the Congress of the United States. Adopting the declaration framed by the statesmen of Virginia. began a new era in the history of men. The eighteenth century Tn Virginia was the child of the seven- teenth; and Bacon's rebellion with the corres- bonding scenes in Maryland and Carolina and New England, was the early harbinger of American Independence.
 And where was Henrietta, that sturdy loyal lst? Not ill the statel ' rooms of the Governor but with the sisters of her affianced lover, Ru- pert Wythlev, who had residence in James town. Her dreams of royal protection and a noble husband had vanished during her terri be captivity, and she now bowed in homage be- fore he hearts lord. Soon they were married and returned to the plantation, which Nathaniel Bacon gave his sister as dover. Some clouds darkened their pathway of life at first, but they lived many years in as perfect happiness as mortalS can enjoy; nor did she ever forget ill after years, in narratng to her grand children the events of her rescue, to add: For all that my dear, your grandfather did not hold the kings ommission-Virgiuians would act for themselves.
 Years rolled on. The Old Dominion be came the leader in great movement, and while the name of the Wythleys is remem, bered by many who visit the beautiful locality Of their homes, once the scene of deadly slaugh ter; history sounds the praise of \ Nathaniel Ba. con, and inscrbeS his name in golden letters high upon the architecture of our National ] Pantheon.
 0Glr One must be easy in his mind to go tc sleep quietly but what must have been the feelings of the stranger who went up stairs ip western hotel to sleep with a backwoodsman, who gave him this welcome:
 Wal stranger, Eve no objection to youl sleeping with me- none in the least; but it seem, to me the beds rather narrow for you to sleep comfortable consiIcrin' how I dream. You see am an oli trapper and generally dream of shooting and scalpng Iniuns. Where stopped night before last they charged me five dcIl4rs extra cause happene4 to whittle up the head board with my knife while I was dream 1 ing. But you can come to bed if you like. feel kinder peaceable tonight" !