Saint Paul weekly Minnesotian. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1858-1859, 1858-05-15

| Saying this Eugene has tened below where
be found the other boatmen sleeping SO
soundly as to require considerable effort, on
his part, to awake them. At last, getting
them fairly reused, he informed them, almost
in a whisper, for he die not care to disturb
the others, that heavy fog and suddenly
arisen, and he wished their presence on deck,
Immediately.
"a fog, Cap'n ?" exclaimed one, in tone
which indicated the he comprehended the peril
with the word.
Hush!' returned Eugene there is no
necessity for waking the others, and having
scene. Up! and follow inc without a
word p
He glded back to the deck, and was al
most Immediately joined by the boatmen, to
whom he briefly made known his hopes and
fears.
They thought like their companion, that
tie boat would be the safest if made fast TO
an overhanging limb Of the Kentucky shore ;
but frankly admitted that this could not no W
be done without difficulty and DANGER and
that there was possibility Of keeping the
| current.
"Then make that possibility a certainty,
and it shall be the best nights work you ever
performed J" rejoined Eugene, in a quick, ex-
cited tone.
"We'll do the hes: we can, Cap'n," was
the response "but no man can be sartin oil
the current Of this here crooked stream in O
foggy night"
A long silence followed-the voyagers
slowly drifting down through misty dark
ness impenetrable to the eye-when, sudden
ly. our young commander, who was standing
near the bow, felt the extending brarch OF
an overhanging limb silently brush his face.
He started, with an exclamation Of alarm.
and at the same moment the bOatman on the
right called out:
"Qulck, here, boys we're agin the shore,
as sure as deathr'
Then followed scene OF hurried and anx-
ious confusi on, the voices of the three boat
men mingling together in loud, quick, excit-
ed tones.
Push off the bow y cried one.
"Quick! altogether, new! over with herr
shouted another.
''Thc de'irs IN it she's running aground
here on muddy bottom" almost yelled a
third.
Meantime the laden boat was brushing
along against projecting bushes and over
reaching limbs, and every moment getting
more entanged the while the long poles
and sweeps Of the boatmen as they attempt
| to push her of, were often plunged, without
touching bottom, into what appeared to be a
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 minute from the
| first alarm, there was a kind of settling to-
gether, as it were, and the boat became fast
and immovable.
The fact was announced by Dick Winter
| in his characteristic manner-who added,
with an oath, that it was just what he expec.
ted. For moment or two dead silence
followed, as if each comprchended that the
matter was one to be viewed in very &C.
rious light.
"Tll get over the bow, and try to git the
lay of the land with my feet" said Tom Har
ris ; and forthwith he set about the not very
pleasant undertaking.
At this moment Eugene heard his name
pronounced by voice that seldom failed tc
excite q peculiar emotion in hi, breast, and
now sent strange thrill through every nerve
and Fastening below, he found Blanche, fully
die. sed, with light in her hand, standing
just outside of her cabin, in the regular pas
sage which led lengthwise through the cen
ter of the boat.
I" have heard something. Eugene" she
said "enough to know that we have me-
with an accident, but not sufficient to full,
comprehend its nature"
Unfortunately; about two hours ago." re
piled Eugene, 1--WE suddenly became involved
in dense fog ; and in spite of our every pre-
caution and care, We have run aground
may be against the Ohio shorc-it may b,
against an island-it is so dark we can't tell
But be not alarmed, Miss Blanche" he hur
riedly added 81 t. ust we shall soon b,
afoat az lin; though in any event, the dark
ness is sufficient to conceal us from the sava
ges, even were they in the vcin ty."
81 know little # Indians" returned
Blanche "but l have always understood
that they are somewhat remarkable for thei
acuteness of hearing; and if such is the case
there would be no necessity of their being
very near, TO be made acquainted with oul
locality, judging from the loud voices heard
a few minutes ago.
81 fear we've been rather imprudent," SAID
Eugene, in deprecating tone ; I" but in the
excitement"
His words were suddenly cut short by SC
veral loud voices of alarm from without, fol
lowed by quick and heavy trampling across
the deck and the next moment Seth Harper
and Dick Winter burst into the passage, the
former exclaiming:
"We've run plum into a red nigger's nest
Cap'n, ard Tom Harris is already butchered
and scalped y
And even as he spoke, as if in confirmation
of his dreadful intelligence, there arose a Sc
ries Of wild, piercing, denoniacal yells, follow.
ed by dead and ominoUs silence.
So far we have followed the lovely heroine
and her friends in this adventure but the
foregoing is all that we can publish in our
columns. The balance of the narrative can
only be found in the New York Ledger, the
great family paper, which can be obtained a,
all the periodical stores where papers are sold
Remember t" ask for the LEDGER" dated
May 221, and in it you will get the continue.
ton Of the narrative from where il leaves of
here. If there are no book stores or news
Offices convenient to where you reside, the
publisher of the Ledger will send you copy
by mail, if you will send him five cents in a
letter. Address, Robert Bonner, Ledger Of
fee, A Ann street, New York. This story
IS entitled, Perils of the Border" and grows
more and more interesting as it goes on.
| From the Chicago Times.