Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1857-06-05

enough to learn this, when I hurried off to the
colonel, and asked him to place you at nv dis
posal, and here we are. did not say a word
to him about what had learnt, being deter.
mined that If possible the " rifles" should have
all theihonor of DISCRIMINATING the varlets. And
follow my orders9"
Every man cheerfully answered in the affirm.
ative; and with quickened pulses, and sanguine
nopes, the little company again moved forward
The post consisted Of n long, narrow space,
bounded on each side by rocky, shelving bank;
while its extreme end was closed in by the dark
and impenetrable looking forest. The bank ON
each side OF the pass was thickly covered with
brush and underwood, and among these Death
now carefully concealed his men; taking care
to arrange them so that their fire would cross
each other, and bidding them not to fire until
he had giving the signal; and after they had
fired, not to stop to reload, but, clubbing their
rifles, to jump down and finish the struggle in
that manner.
With steady alacrity 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 arri-
val.
The little company had begun to grow yery
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 a crouching position
from the deep shadow which the lofty trees
threw far up the pass.
Three-six-nine-twelv thirteen ''coun-
ted 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-
roclous looking by the grotesque markings Of
their war-paint. On they came, swiftly and
silently, and fall 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 at
once proclaimed him as chief, had advanced
until he was directly opposite the bush in which
Death was hid, when the latter with startling
dist nctness suddenly initiated the cry of
night owl, and discharged his rifle.
Eight of the Indians fell by the volley which
the remaining rihemen 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 steadied his arm in firing had
suddenly yielded at the moment he discharged
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 com
paniOns, and with one bound reached the side of
the Iroquois chief. They grappled and both
fell heavily to the ground, clasped in a fearful
embrace, and darting glances of savage hatred
at each other beneath their knitted and scOwl-
ing brows.
Keep off, shouted Death, as he saw one
or two of his companions in the act of STOPPING
down to assist him, keep of, and if he mas
ters me, let him go''
Over and over they rolled, wrthing and
straining, but seemingly neither obtaining any
advantage over the other. At last the head of
the lroquois 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 Death throat; and the latter, thus
released, springing to his feet, finished his Ca
reer by bringing the heavy breech of his rifle
with sledge hammer force down upon his head.
The remaining four Indians had been like
wise dispatched; and the victorious rihemen
(nOne OF whom had received any wound worth
mentioning,) now sent up such a shout of tri-
umph for their victory, that the echoes Of the
old wood rung with it for minutes after.
As Col Innes had promised, Death was pro-
mOted to the vacant post Of lieutenant; and
now, dear reader, we beg to inform you that
our hero and uncOmpromising veteran General
Morgan, Of revolutionary nOtOriety, were one
and the same individual
About fortnight after this eventful night
Stanhope Farm became the scene Of as much
mirth good eating, and dancing, as could be
possibly disposed of during the twenty flour
hours and though we think it will be almost
superiuous to do so, we will add, that the cause
of this ;. merry making" " was the marriage Of
the beauteous Hester Stanhope with Lieutenant
Henry Morgan.