The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1858-01-27
CHAPTER III.

Months had passed and Mr. Granger
aud his son had goneto Canada to pass
the summer and fall but the mournful
warrior still waited under the old-cakstr
for the coming of the White Fawn's
spirit He had encircled the little mound
with high osier fonce, and built two seats
of stone and moss near it, in one of which
he sat and read aloud for hours every day
out of the little book she had given him !;
and, in the long evenings, he sat waiting
for her spirit to come and take the other
seat beside him.
At length, one day, he went into the
woods to kill some game, and, in pursuit
of the deer, wandered so far away that he
could nst get back until the following
morning. When he returned, he found
the house Of Mr. Granger burned to the
ground, the fence he had made around
! the mound torn away, and the mound it
self dug up, the cross broken, and the
Craze empty
At this spectacle, the chief was at first
overwhelmed with surprise; then frantic
grief took possession of him IS he marked
tho empty grave cushing Etn-the.
smoking ruins, he saw in their midst a
blackened heap Of bones wisbin a half
burned box; then all the reveng>ful spirit
of his fathers returned and burned within
his breast. Seizing his rifle, he brandish-
ed it above his head, and gave the terri.
ble war-whoop, for his experienced eye
had detected the recent footprints of some
Indiacs who were the deadly enemies of
his own tribe; and, in the first transport
of passion, wished that his yell of defiance
might reach their ears then casting
rapid glance over the ruins, with every
sentiment of the grief and love changed
to revenge, be turned from the spot, and
struck into the forest upon the trail of the
foes, whose doom was already.sealed.
Burning with revenge, the maddened
chief followed on the trail of his enemies ),
and, just at dusk, overlook them as they
were preparing to encamp for the night.
Concealed in some thick bushes, be waited
until their fires had gone cut, and the
warriors were stretched upon the ground
in sleep. Then, as tiger creeps upon
his prey he came out from his hiding place,
and, with stealthy steps, approached the
sleepers, ncopscious of their impending
danger. Already had eight felt his keen
knife piercing their hearts, aud expired
1 without groan, when the relentless chief
turning to strike another victim, accident
ally trod upon the arm of another, who
sprang to his feet with cry of alarm
rousing the three remaining survivors,
He who had sounded the alarm had al
ready fallen, his skull cleft by The uuer-
ring tomahawk of Tisha- Mingo, who then
rushed upon the Others with uplifted rife,
telling the nearest ere he could avoid the
blow, then, hurling away bis rife, falling
upon the other two with his knife, both
of whom, after a severe struggle, fell be-
fore his terrible fury by the might of his
An exultant yell rose from the lips Of
the victorious warrior as he gazed upon
his victims, whose CHASTITY features the
moon shone calmly down upon; aud, has
tily removing their scalps, disdaining to
plunder them of their weapons and orna-
ments, he piled their bodies one upon
another; and, pinning piece Of braided
/ wampum to the nearest tree with his
bloody knife, that their fellow warriors
might know by whose hand they had fall
en-, and 10 token of defiance, he plunged
into the forest to return to his own tribe
Every emotion, save that Of aevenge,
had been crushed out of the heart of
Tisha- Mingo; and from that time his
name became terror to his foes. His
/ Detb Was Cfct HupS WIN tOSAtbS swaps ,
/ and his arm was never raised but to slay.
At the time when this story commences,
the Oneidas were in leagne with the
] Americans, in the Revolutionary strug-
gle; and the captive whom Tisha- Mingo
4 had rescued from the death that awaited
him had been taken by war party in a
I skirmish with a detachment Of English
troops to which he belonged.
At sight of the captive youth, Tisha-
Mingo Immediately recognized the boy
Adolphe, tie brother of the white
Fawn" whom he had loved and lost
The memory of his more peaceful days,
when he learned his FIRST lesson of love at
the feet of Emile, and listened to her
gentle voice, was revived in his heart
and he resolved that the captive should
go free. But it was no easy task to bring
the minds of his brother warriors to can
sent to this, for many of their number had
been recently slain. and their bodies bru'