Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1862-09-19

hdicn that uay Twenty miles tncy
wandered, through tearing bush and mi
ring bog, and occasionally stumbling on
the pebbly beach or wading in the cool
waters of the lake, where they sought
moments refreshment dipping the little
girls tea-cup into the sparkling wave
and moistening bit of dry bread with
which to stay the pangs of hunger.
Night overlook them in the thicket.
They wrapped the shawl around the little
ones, and Mrs E. gained little sleep.
But Mrs f. had long been past eating and
sleeping. In the morning they reached
Green Lake, and to their horror found
the settlement deserted At last, forcing
an entrance into the house of relative,
they found -four and fresh eggs, kindled
a fire, and one watched while the other
cooked, least the smoke from the chimney
should betray them. After satisfying
the children, they washed and dried their
tattered dresses, which were perfectly sat-
urated, and so soiled as to be burdensome
to carry then sitting for moments rest
in rocking chair. A tramp outside--a
halt-and horses head appeared before
the window. A moments thrill. Thank
God 'tis white man. And the long ago.
ny of hours and days at last found relief
in an outburst of sobings and tears.
The boy came from his fathers camp
near by. We're all astonished to find
houses vacated and no inhabitants. Had
come to settle in the country. Knew not
what to think. The mystery was soon
explained. He took up one or two of the
children. Mrs E. relieved Mrs F. of
i hers, as she was almost helpless and
obliged to rest frequently, the short dis
tance to the camp. Her shoes and stock
ings had been entirely worn off and Mrs
E. had torn the lining from her satchel
to bind up her bruised and bleeding feet.
The boy had preceded them. The father
was unloading his wagon, and in few min.
utes they pere all seated therein on their
way to Forest City, where, after driving all
night they arrived at four o'clock Sun
day morning Here she found her remain
ing children all safe with their uncle who
had fed with them from Green Lake.
But what of the poor, wounded, solitary
husband? He suffered intesely the first
day, but was little easier the next, when
Swanson came creeping up to the door.
Are you white or Indian? No answer.
Then crawling off some distance he called
aloud, Mr. Foote recognizing the voice.
Mr.. F.answered and begged for fresh water.
This was brought. Twice desparing of
aid, and unable to endure the thought of
further torment from the Indians,
had he placed the muzzle of his gun at
the roof of his mouth and tried to dis
charge it with his foot. Providence in
terposed and the caps both burst. Then
he would bleed to death, and he inflicted
ghastly wound upon one arm. But
again kind Providence thwarted the de.
sign, and what should have insured death
brought life and healing The artery
was not severed The inflammation was
reduced and prevented. A mile or two
, distant lived Norwegian woman. Her
, family had been nearlcy all massacred and
she and her little son came to this cabin.
Here she found the groaning dying men.
, Her kind heart set about their relief.
/ She cut their clothing from them,-they
, were still in their overcoats-cleansed
! their wounds, in which the worm was al
ready rioting, and by her own unaided
t strength dragged the sufferer in the cham
' ber upon his mattress to the stairway,
placed the burden upon her shoulders
. and carried him safely to the wagon.
n Mr.. Foote made desperate effort and
r reached the wagon unssisted. And that
stout Norwegian hand, guided by that
r stout Norwegian heart, brought them into
n Forest City Monday morning.
IS Who shall decribe the meeting of, that
r family Mrs Blood, who had mourned
G them all as dead, went out from st Cloud
r Thursday morning with one of our ply
d sicians, to see her son, and he is now here
e under his care, as also Mrs Foot's family.
d His every symptom is now favorable, and
!, hic rncounru cansidered almost certain.