Smyrna times., 1858-05-13

Then followed scene ofhurried and anxious
confusion, the voices of the three boatmen min
gled together in loud, quick, excited tones.
+ Push of the bow - cried one.
"Quick! altogether, now over with her !!
shouted another.
1.-THE de'il's in it! she's running aground
here on a muddy bottom - almost yelled third
Meantime the ladened boat was brushing
along against projecting bushes and ovcrreach-
ing limbs, and every moment getting more and
more entangied, while the long poles and sweeps
of the boatmen, as they attempted to push her
off, were often plunged, without touching bot
tom, into what appeared to be soft, clayey
mud, from which they were only eXtricated by
such an outlay of strength as tended still more
to draw The clumsy craft upon the bank they
wished to avoid. At length, scarcely more than
a minute from the first alarm, there was kind
OF settling together, as 1t were, and the boat
became fast and mmovcable.
! The fact was announced by Dick Winter, in
his characteristic manner-whO added, with an
oath, that it was just what he expected. For
moment or two dead silence followed, as if
each comprehendcd the matter as one to be
viewed in a very serious light.
''Pll get over the bow and try to get the lay
of the land with my feet" said Tom Harris ;
and forthwith he set about the not very pleasant
undertaking.
AT this moment Eugene heard his name pro-
nounced by voice that seldom failed to excite
peculiar molten in his breast, and now sent u
strange thrill through every nerve and hasten
ing below, he found Blanche, fully dressed, with
light in her hand, Standing just outside OF her
cabin, in the regular passage which led length
wise through the centre of the boat.
have heard something. Eugene" she said,
q m l. ba,
dent, but not sufficient to comprehend its na-
turC."
Unfortunately, about two hours ago." re-
piled Eugene, we suddenly became cnvolved
in dense fog; and in spite OF our every pre-
caution aud care, we have run agroUDd-it may
be against the Ohio shore-t may be against
an island-it is so dark we can't tell. But be
not alarmed, Miss Blanche" he hurredy add
ed 81 trust we shall soon be atloat again; though
in any event, the darkness Is sufficient to con-
ceal us from the sayages, even were they in
the vicinity
81 know little of Indians" returned Blanche,
E" but have always understood they were some
what remarkable for their accuteness of hear
ing; and If such is the case, there is no neces-
sily for their being very near, to be made ac-
qualnted with our locality, Judging from the
found voices heard few minutes ago"
! fear we have been rather imprudent,' said
Eugene, IN u derecating tone, but in the excite
mcnt-
His words were suddenly cut short by several
loud voices of alarm without, followed by
quick and heavy trampling across the deck;
and the neat moment Seth Harper and Dick
Winter burst into the passage, the former ex-
Claiming:
"We've run plum into a red niggcr'5 nest,
Cap'n, and Tom IIarri5 is already buichcrcd
and scalped!'
And even as he spoke, as if in confirmation
of his dreadful intelligence, there arose series
of wild, piercing, demonlacal yells, followed by
a dead and ominous silence.
So far we have followed the lovely heorine
and her friend in this adventure but the fore
going is all we can publish in our columns
The balance of the narrative can be found in the
New York Ledger, the great family paper,
which can be obtained at all the periodical
stores where the paper is sold. Remember to
ask for the = Ledger" dated May 22d, and in
it you will get the continuation of the narra-
tive from where it leaves off here. If there
are no bookstores or news-oflces convenient
to where you reside, the publisher ofthc Lsd-
ger will send you a copy by mail, if you will
send him five cents in letter. Address, Rob
ert Bonner, Ledger Office, Al Ann street, New
York.. This story is entitled, "Perils of the
Border, and grows more and more interesting
as it goes on.