New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1860-10-29


structiye fire, but were set upon by the SAVAGE RI
men too QUICKLY to admit of their escape Force
to hight for their lives, however, they laid abo,
them like lions.
| AT length, by some means, Israel became sepa
/ ated from his father, and the famous pioneer wa
| 80 bnsily engaged defending his own life that Il
| while he did not notice it.
Father! father!' at length struck like a kne
| upon his ears, E
| Here hcrei" shouted back Boone, tnrning i
the direction of the sound and lust in time Ia Sc
MS son fall beneath the powerful blows Of three a
four stalwart savages.
Help! help help!n cried the brave youtb n
he sank to the ground.
portion Of the combatants were now much farthe
removed from the point occupied bv Boone. ii
SON. and few Others than at the beginning OF n,
struggle. From the commencement, Boone ant
israel, ana those who had happened nearest them
mad been backing off in one direction and the res
OF the settlers in another, Only small marty n
the redskins, comparatively speaking, were en-
gagee.d N the attack upon the great pioneer anG
the little band around him, the balance being oc
eupied where the bloody fight was the thckest.
On hearing his son cry for help, and the words
preceded the young mans fall but a moment
Boone uttered great shout, and with renewed
powers rushed upon his remorseless assailants
scattering them right and left In few moments
ne reached lsraePs side. A glance satisfied him
that the brave boy was not dead vet With one
powerful blow cutting down the nearest redskin,
ne bent to the ground, picked up his wounded and
bleeding son in his brawny muscular arms and
beating back the other savages began slowly To
retreat. At the same time, a rush Of hattie
brought several of the settlers between himself
and the Indians, and afforded him a moments re-.
spite.
Father I'm dyin' fast!n whispered Israel in
feeble, broken tones. 81 can't live but few mo.
lnents, at the best. Lay me down. then and take
care OF your own life. It is my last wish.D
-, y, Israel, my boy! responded the pioneer
NfN'f al - n
can't. can't While thar's life thar's hone an,
my arm is strong YETI
", But, father, you risk yonr own precious life
.thout any hope of savin' me ~ feebly responded
the Dying youth. III am wounded to the death
gan hardly speak, now, and see but family. In a
moment, # Will all be over. For the sake of
others, grant what ask. / can't say any more
Good bye God bless you !-love-to-allln
last ssttea ~
/" HE'S dead my boys dead" cried the MO.
neef, ~ tones of anguish and, as he uttered The
words, he bent over ana kissed The clammy iips IF
his lost son. h9 Mi
Atthe same moment hinge, ferocious.lookinq
savage suddenly sprang upon him and aimed h ter.
clble bloW at his apparently devoted head lniel
as thought, however, Boone sprang to his feet
caught the redskins arm with his left hand. and
assailant's broad BOSOM -
Wlthout o groan the Indian fell dead to the
ground. At the same instant several Others rushed
" Boone, but the latter suddenly turned round and
with the speed Of the wind bounded away into Tie
crest. A number followed in pursuit Of him, bnt
soone was not man to be easily captured, and at
ast the redskins were glad to give up the chase.
Wearled and worn, and sadly depressed in spir.
+, Boone at length reached the settlements, and
communicated the terrible intelligence with which
rs heart was burdened. Subsequently be returned
Q me scene Of the contest, ana bore away the
calpless body of his son. 80
During the next few hours number of the set
iers who had gone out with the ill-fated expedi.
ion came struggling in but by far the largest pro-
ortlon PAID the penalty Of their lives, and never
eturned again to their home and their friends.