Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1859-03-30
EBENSBIRG, Pi, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 30, 1859.

brought him from the very gates of death
far on to health We Gud her now, after
lapse OF so many weeks, still by his side,
either administering some restorative or sit
ting at his feet, listening to the strange sto-
ries of the white mans home.
you viii soon leave the Wilderness sighed
the maiden, and | shall see you no more
-Four moons have passed since | saw you
they have been happy days to me. but we
must part. Look from this door upon the
scene without Already the leaves with
ering and dying in the cool autumn blasts.
Ere long The storm-king will ride upon the
wind, and wrap the earth in its cold embrace
You viii go to meet the warm hearts that
watch you, while Ahtawatah will grow cold
as the snow. The winter will blight her
very Ieart.'
Harry turned from the contemplation of the
landscape 10 the bright eyes of the far child
of nature beside him. He read in their dark
meaning, words that sent the warm flush to
bis cheek His arm rested upon her shoul-
der and almost encircled her neck, joining
his hands he pressed her to his bosom
'Ahtawahta,' he whispered, L love you,
and must never leave this spot. Be mine,
and here let me live and dier
With G lad smile the maiden raised her
moist lips to his; but ere he could press them
q shadow stole across her face, her head
dropped again. as she murmured sadly
No, no it must not be This has been
q pleasing dream to the forest maid but it
cannot be realized. In a few moons Harry
would tire Of his Indian bride, and would
long for the associations he had abandoned.
Better leave me now than then
fAhtawahta believes that there is truth in
the heart? p
Yes, but affection may grow cold
Listen to me, dearest. My life was pre-
served by you, and to you it should be devo-
ted Do not suppose that [ wish merely to
repay the debt-that [ can never do but
over aud above all other considerations is the
love that can be answered by possession.
could not breathe word of harm to you +
have left 10 one in the far off home of my
childhood for whose society can languish
/ Fear not, then. my truth, for BY tie light of
that great sun l swear
No! not for me. The great Manitou viii
not hear an oath. I am yours forever, IF
in some future hour your heart should wan
der back to the friends OF earlier days, will
bid you depart and lay me down to die. At
least you will be mine until then
She did not longer hesitate, but with au
impassioned gesture. clung about his neck,
while Harry imprinted i1numera5ie kiss en- on
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her yielding lips.
As they stood thus, the sound of horses
hoofs falling rapidly upon the soft turf, reused
them from their abstraction-at the same mo-
III, mt one Of the two squaws that had been in
| attendance upon the youthful pair, rushed in
and spoke few hurried words to Ahtawahta,
and left the hut again,
.Wahpota tells me that our warriors are in
pursuit of a white man, who is urging his
horse towards the crossing here. Let US 60
forth, for we may save him.
| 1T may be my brother exclaimed Harry
with glad smile, as they passed hand in
! hand out into the forest roou the pursuers
and pursued appeared in the distance Harry
at once recognized in the white man his
! brother.
1t is he it is Barton! Heavens. he
will be killed =
Not so he is my brother now! answered
the maiden proudly, and not one of our tribe
shall dare to modest him.
AS the horsemaE drew near, Harry cried
Stop, brother! Barton, do you not know
me? 1t is your brother Harry that calls
Although the rider heard the voice and re.
cognized it, he could not check his steed unit
he had fairly reached the edge of the river
Ahtawahta placed herself directly in the way
of the pursuers, and with motion bade them
pause. A short parley ensued, at the end o
which the Dacotahs turned their horses head
and rode back from whence they had come
Barton soon made known to his brother tht
various events that he had passed through as
ne followed for months the trails of diferen
tribes of Indians in search eff the lost one. .un
til nis hopes died out, and he turned to re
trace his steps how be had been met b.
those who were following him, and had t
run for his life
Harry Newson and his Indian bride live
to see a hourshiug town grow up upon til
spot where they first met, for he never LEI
her in life.