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

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herself, who narrated these soul-thrilling
events with the utmost simplicity and
wonderful self-mastery, only yielding to a
momentary culver of the lip and dim
ming of the eye, while the tears flowed
freely from our own. Two other men
were in the house, with their wives
and three children each; Ericsson
a Norwegian, and Swanson, Swede, who
was perfectly paralyzed with fear. No
threat or persuasion could induce him to
fire his loaded gun. Covering in the
corner, white with terror he begged Mrs.
f. to open the door, till Mr. f., helpless
as he then was, declared he would shoot
the first one who attempted it. Summon
ing all his remaining strength, he partial
ly raised himself, aimed his rife through
little crevice and dispatched one of the
savagcs then, in his exhaustion, contin-
ued loading for his wife, who fired first
from one side, then from the other, to de-
ceive the foe with the belief that they
were strong in numbers and arms. Err
lesson fred boldly several times, but was
soon mortally wounded, and though with
a broken hip in his extreme agony he
reached the loft without assistance, where
he sank groaning beside his wife, who,
the while, was aiding Mrs. Foote as far as
possible by watching the savages through
the chinks and giving notice as one ap-
preached. She thinks she succeeded in
wounding one whom she saw leaning
against tree, and who sank down after
her fire and crawled off through the grass.
Mr.. Foote, meantime, once more rallied
and fired, disposing of one more indian
but soon after, being shot in the shoulder
the charge passing out near the shoulder
blade he crawled upon bed in the cor
ner, whence he could only re-assure his
wife by an occasional word, while every
thing-life or death for the entire house
hold depended upon her. For more
than seven hours she kept those thirteen
savages at bay, receiving flesh wound in
the shoulder from spent ball, which
threw her bleeding and almost senseless
upon the floor. Once more she returned
to the conflict and aiming as far as posi-
BILE at one of the savages, who stood just
around the corner from her, their pieces
were discharged at the same instant.
The concussion was terrible 1t seemed
to her for moment that her head was ia
ken off her shoulder Mr.. Foote now
said, "I will fire, Adeline," and looking
up, she saw smoke rising where the dry
moss had ignited between the logs. An
awful dread for a moment, but Mr.. Foote
assured her it was only the wadding from
the indians gun. She was now left with
only two caps, and reserved her fire.
There was no further need. The foiled
foe had stolen off, and by the light of her
burning home she knew they were on the
backward trail The cries of poor old
Cuff, too reached their ears, as his fero.
cious bark was followed by the report Of
gun. Swanson now started out with
his family, and begged Mrs. F. to join
them in fight You may imagine her
reply as she looked upon her bleeding
husband: "No if the indians come back
we will die together.
The long night Of suspense of groans,
Of agony of Thursday, passed. Friday
the party came again, with whoops and
yells every imaginable demoniac noise tc
lure them from the house. Then came 0
storm Of bullets; perfect silence within
Foiled again, they left. Their next visit
was to carry off their dead, when they
came disguised, and a moment more Mrs
F. would have opend the door to one
dressed in q suit of black, white liner
sc. Her husband had just begged fol
fresh water, and she told MIN she woult
bring it, if she had to pass undeI
thier fire. But kind providence agail
interposed, and they were few minute
too late. When all was still again, M
+. begged her to leave him, to saw
herself and children, and seek aid TO
him. 10 this she at last consented, ant
leaving bis double barreled gun besid
him, tying large blanket shawl aroun'
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