Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1859-04-30

foftunatciy II mlSScd Its ann, and sank Iti-
to the door Just over her shoulder. With
M effort of great strength SHE wrested it
from the slab, and stood with it in her hand
awaiting the onslaught k3
With his hunting knife brandlshed aloft
h" sprang upon her, and buried the knife
in her side! She closed her arms about
him-onc desperate strGegic, and the to-
mahawk entered his own brain Ono ter
riblc Yell and he sank backward upon the
turf corpse
In the meantime, the efforts of The ims
prisoncd savagcs to break their bounds
were never ceased for moment. Frantic
blows fell fast and furious upon the door,
and Ellen knew that in time, it would yield
to theirassadlts and set them at liberty
| There was but one way to avert this-it
was a terrible alternative, and for a mo-
mcnt her womans heart shrank from its
contemplation.
But the thought of her sleeping child
and her murdered husband decided her
and she had strength for the work. She
drew from her pocket the tinder.box which
every settler kept about the person in case
of accident, and struck light to the dried
leaves, round about, and tented pine
torch and threw it upon the crispcd roof of
the house. 1t was but an instant; the
flames leapcd up and danced mcrrily over
the inflam,nablc material, then corumun-
eating to the hay stored in the loft, they
strcamel up until fur and wide the grim
old mountains glo%ed like watch fires in
the glare
was terrible. The cries of the Tndi-
ans when they realized the snare into which
they had fallen, were enough to appalt the
stoutcst heart. Groans, shrcks, mad on
ecrations and curses upon the damnablc
pale face who had given them such fate
But all was vain, The burning mats from
the loft fell in upon them, The red hot
walls glowed and scethed,a US tho fire com
munieated itself to the pitch, the cries of
the perishing savages grew fainter, and
the blows upon the door ceased, and the
waiting woman without knew that the work
was done. I'll
Then, withan almost bursting heart, she
approached her husband. IF fora moment
she had wavered in her purpose, if she had
thought OF relenting, the feeling was chang
ed to hard and impossible stone, when she
lifted up the bloody head of him she had
loved so we'll, and saw the deep, bloody
| cash in ,kis deadly forehead
T. In that hour She forgot her babe, forgot
her ruined home; her memory went back
to those long, sunny days, upon the shores
| of the blue sea- those walks uron the gold
en- sands with James by herside, on those
quiet evening musings upon the gray head
lands, when hcsat wcavingsea weed wrcaths,
low at her feet She remembered it all,
even the very shine with Which the June
moon used to silver that calm sea, and the
fairer light which burnt in her heart when
one hand held hers, and one voice whis-
! pcred to her that she was dcarer to one heart
than all the jewels which Eastern princes
held, far over that glittering sea-.
She thought she felt the cold form trem-
BILE; it was a glorious thought Itinfuscd
new life into her veins aud courage to her
heart She startcdup, and tearing open
his vest placed her hand upon the foun-
tain oflifc. Oh, what wild cry of ioy
rose to her lips!
{" He lives he lives thank God ~
She resorted to every mcans in her pow
ror; they were but Gttlc,. alas how very
little-~to restore him, and Heaven was
pleased to bless her efforts with success. So
Breath came back to James Morehnd's
nostrils, and. life and warmth to his heart
His first words, when he opened his eyes,
were but an added assurance OF his fervent
loye. .
My wife-Ellcn--IIearcn bc praised.
She is alive" e s
Then he sank back upon her bosom and
said no more But he lived; - that was
enough; and the bravo woman, casting