Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1858-07-22

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by - SAM cried the first speak.
cruising an oath that we will not repeat
hope they'll come across. IF they do
well haye fun. I'll go down and beckon
them over"
And Fastening down to the waters edge
the leader of the whites made friendly
signs to the Indians in the canoe, inviting
them to cross the river to his camp.
And the Indians came across. without
apparent fear or hesitation-hve men. and
one woman with an infant in her arms
Two OF the men, one quite advanced in
years, were fine, athletic, noble LOOKING
specimens of humanity and the woman
the daughter of one and sister of the 9TH
er, was more than usually comely, and
had a soft dark eye, a mild, pleasant look
Ing cou~ntenance, and a sweet musical
voice. All landed and shook hands with
the leader of the whites, who seemed
greatly pleased to meet with them, and
invlted them up to the cabin to take a
drink. Three of the Indians readily &C.
cepted the invitation but the three we
have mentioned declined-the venerable
Ihead OF the party observing with a smile:
kum no good for Injun-make drunk
feeme. Me buy tobac- tobac good for
4nd while three of the party entered
EHe cabln and drank the liquor proffered
E$sM, the other three including the wo-
~ with the infant, remained outside,
E4Ha opened a trade for tobacco and pow
}7ars paying for the same in the current
COIN Of the frontier, belts and furs, of
which they had on hand a good stock.
Anhour passed away in friendly barter,
End then the old mar signi6ed his inten,
Zion OF re-crossing the river. He stepped
INTO the cabin, and found three of his par
ty lying on the ground, and so much in
toxlcated as not to be conscious of any
thing going on around them.
All me said rum bad for Door Ininn,p
observed the old warrior, him take In.
jun sense, and make him worse as BEAST
He called his son to him, said. some.
thing in his native tongue, and the tive
were about to begin to- remove their help.
less comrades, when the leader Of the
whites, who had been holding a short con
sultation with his men, came in and said:
Afore you go my boys, / want to see
you shoot at a mark. i hear you're some
at mark"
Nc hit dollar" returned the old man
With gratifed vanity.
= Come on-we've put up the mark
4 You nit it I'll give you a pound of
2aeeo and = you don't, you're to give
8 Warflor and his son went out
at ne mark. and the former
slI sou by too ?" said the lead
Elates:fo the son Of the Indian
Wa8 sle quiet answer.
MAY thel-you shoot first"
Eoh said pmething to his father,
|5 Warrior nodded, and the young
ing hlnself up, and taking de-
0g@ !" said the white lead
as the white mark, the size of a dol
Elar, showed a hole zeal its centre. a
- good shot Come old man, let's see
what a you dc! !"
Ne beat him" said the father. with a
smile.
And as he spoke, he raised his rife
slowly, and the instant it came to a level
he fred, and drove the pin through the
center.
Now boys" said the white ~rufian,
" all right, give 'em HE'LL"
And at the word he raised his rifle and
shot the old man dead, and the next in
slant his son fell upon him, a CHASTITY
corpse, pierced by four bullets from as
many rifles in the hands OF the whites.-
The poor woman with the infant in her
arms, who was standing apart from the
crowd, looking quietly on. uttered a
Shrek of horror on seeing her father and
brother thus inhumanly butchered, and
clasping her offspring to her bosom, ran
swiftly toward the river. But crack went
some half a dozen rifles, and she fell to
the earth, mortally wounded but not dead.
The FIRST who reached her was the lead.
err Of the whites, who grasping her infant
roughly. raised his tomahawk to give the
poor mother a finishing blow.
Spare child + shrieked the dying
mother, with look a~ffectionate pleading
anguish that would have melted the
heart of a stone.
"lChild got white fader-child one of
you-spare poor child r
She said no more, for the haschet Of
the white Gend at that moment crashed
through her brain and set her spirit free,
to roam the hunting grounds of her faith
with the spirits other father and brother.
Give me'the child, Dan" said the
brother Of the white leader, who reached
his side just as he was about to dash out
his brains. ~ reckon | know its hther.
and we'll make ii pay
The bloody rufian gave him the infant
accompanied with q savage OATH and
whipping out his knife, he bent OVID the
dead mother and tore off her scalp. The
whole work Of butchery was now COM
plete for while these events were taxing