Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1857-07-22
I clubbing their rifles, to jump down and finish

clubbing their rifles, to jump down and finish
the struggle in that manner.
With steady alaority each man took up the
post assigned him; and in another minute, the
spot presented the same lone, still and solemn
appearance it had worn previous to their ar
rival.
The little company had begun to grow very
impatient, and Death, himself, to fear that the
Indians had either rued of making the attempt,
or else had changed their plan of attack, when
suddenly his quick eye detected the form of
one Of his crafty foes issue in crouching po-
sition from the deep shadow which the lofty
trees threw far up the pass.
s:Three-six-nine-twe thirteen, counted
Death, as one after another they emerged in
single file from the wood, and with quick cat
like stealthiness of movement, advanced up
the pass; their rifles in trail, and their faces
and bodies rendered still more hideous and fe-
rocious looking by the grotesque marking of
their war-paint. On they came. swiftly and
silently, and all unconscious OF the fate that
was in store for them.
The foremost of the band, whose command
ing stature, wolf-teeth collar, and eagle tuft,
until he was directly opposite the bush in which
Death was hid, when the latter with startling
distinctness suddenly initiated the cry of
night owl, and discharged his rifle.
Eight of the Indians fell by the voley which
the remaining rifemen now poured in upon
them but, strange to say, one of the five who
did not fall, was the chief whom Death had
aimed at. This unusual event was owing to
the following cause; the branch of the bush
on which he had studied his arm in firing,
had suddenly yielded at the momant he dis
charged his piece, thus rendering harmless his
otherwise unerring aim.
Uttering an imprecation at his i'll luck Death
sprang down the bank with the rest of his
companions. and with one bound they reached
the side of the Iroquois chief. They grappled
and both fell heavily to the ground, clasped in
fearful embrace, and darting glances of saw
age hatred at each other beneath their knitted
and scowling brows.
ssKeep offr' shouted Death, as he saw one
or two of his companions in the act of stoop-
ing down to assist him, sskeep of and If he
masters me, let him go.''
Over and over they rolled, writhing and
straning, but seemingly neither obtaining any
advantage over the other. At last the head of
Iroquos suddenly came in contact with the
point of rock that protruded from the bank,
stunning him so that he relaxed his vice-like
grip of Deaths throat and the latter: thus re-
leased springing to his feet, finished his career
by bringing the heavy breech of his rifle with
sledge hammer force down upon his head.
rom ininr fopr Indians had bepD like
wise dispatched /; and the victorious rifemen
(none of whom had received any wound worth
mentioning,) now sent up shout of triumph
for their victory, that the echoes of the old
wood rung with it for minutes after.
AS Col. Innes had promised, Death was pro-
NOTED to the vacant post of Lieutenant; and
now, dear reader, we beg to inform you that
our hero and incorporating veteran, Gen
eral Morgan, of revolutionary notoriety, were
one and the same individual.
About fortnight after this eventful night,
Standhope Farm became the scene OF as much
mirth good eating, and dancing, could be
possibly disposed of during the twenty-four
hours and though we think it will be almost
superluous to do so, we will add, that the
cause of this emery -making,' was the mar
riage of the beautcous Hester Standhope with
Lieutenant Henry Morgan.