Semi-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1853-18??, 1857-03-28
THE roa1H rrnDA1,s MARCH ~ msz

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s ssiaaIss A5ou1 a Tsxan correspondent Of the.
NeH Orleans PicSyone tells good story in one Of
his letters o. IS surly faced grizzly haired chly
and mdon.eyed chap, = who 1psrsecated certain
thrown off the coarse Of true love BY the following
ruse So 49, f5ss ( 4
1t being the watermelon season, and Betty's IA
ther having full supply aihe youngsters for miles
around assembled there on holiday to feast on mel
ons. G. was prominent in the circle until the after
noon, when Betty held private interviews with the
other young men, and arranged that Z. should be
decoyed ay from the house and frightened by the
cry Of Indians from some of his comrades, which it
was thought would wound his pride and drive him
away. Five young men, with e., walked ou..
bathe in the river, three hundred yards distant, was
proposed by one ndseconded by several-of course,
poor Z. was "in."
They went down TO the ford near the melon patch
and begun undressing. In the meantime, eight or
ten others, with guns, had gone down, under cover
of the bank and secreted themselves along the bath
ing place to the house. The company with c. are
in glee and in going down spoke of the recent out
RACES of the Indians their increased holiness, DC,
thus exciting the authoritative bumps Of c. to the
highest pitch
'.Now, boys" said one, "who shall be the first to
dive in that 'er pool, eh :"
II WILL said c., 'ain't first with the gals? In
course Pm first here"
Off went coats, shoes, &c. Just c. had dotted
everything, barring Short red-tanne shirt-bang!
bang! bang Who who-yeh! Bang went two,
three, four guns-loud and shrill arose the Indian
Yell in the dense brush and under the bank.
"Oh, Lord am dead man. boys!" said James
Simpson.
my leg is broken. Oh, save mel" cried George
Williams.
run for life men! Run for mercys sake run y
cried Jack Parsons, lone Of my eyes is out and both
arms broken!" all being said in instant; when
do you see that red blaze along the path-that
Jagged hair all straight out bchind-thats G. streak
ing it for the house, shirt and all-see him about
the corner of the field, by the thicket-bang bang!
went half a dozen pieces-louder than ever arose
the hideous war-cry.
''Oh, Lord!" shouted C, redoubling his speed,
the rcd blaze getting larger, punches OF his busly
hair dropping out as he "Spread himself" see him
leap the yard fence, high in the air. red shirt and ALL
The porch was full OF .ades-otf went two or three
more pieccs-C. glanced at the ladies, then at his
short rcd shirt.
"Run for yonr life, c." screamed Betty, "the house
is full of Indians fathers dead and brother Sam is
wounded! run, speed"
In the twinkling of an eye c. was out Of the yard;
and supposng The premises surrounded, OFT he shot,
the red blaze brilliant than cver and striking
directly into the thick, thorny bottom, he reached
and swan the river and, although it was near sun
set, c. got into settlement fifty miles distant to
breakfast next morning still! retaining the sleeves
and collar OF his red shirt and reported all the FAINT
ly visitors, &c, among the slain AS for hmslf he
said he fought as long as fighting would do any good
1t is ccSsary to inform you, dear reader, wheth
not Betty was ever troubled with q. after
that snap.