Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1868-10-10

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Not score of seconds elapsed ere all was
over; but when Wilson again renewed his
hi2ht, the foremost of his pursuers was scarce
uoHen yards away. The scout had rot ran
i"r When tnmakawk struck him on the
iea'l' ans, toticring II few steps, he fell SENSE
less to the ground.
WIN 'oud yclls of triumph, the enraped
indiahs crowd around the postrate form.
and 10 short time the scout was sccurelv
Douhd beyond all possibility of escape.
IL was with great difficulty that the more
experienced warriors could prevent the
young and fiery braves from yrr,lin, onn,
mary vengeance upon the captive scout; but,
at last, it was decided to convey linn f., ,Ls
village. and there put him to the tortnrn
Wilson soon recovered his senses and lie
captors Migrated him sufficiently to walk
and, after detailing number of braves to
collect their dead and convey them To ,he
VILLAGE, the remainder of the party, with
Wilson in their midst, set cut on their re-
turn. Late in the night the party arrived.
and, amid great hustle and confusion. the
scout was securely confined within log hut
situated near the center Of the town. He
was well guarded tue remainder of the night.
and in the morning he was compelled to
witness the funeral ceremonies of the war
riors who had fallen by his hand the previous
day, and when he saw how excited and
}infurated the spectators become when he
belelG the enraged multitude pouring to
ward his place of confinement, with wild
cries and yells for revenge. then all hope
died away within his breast and he felt that
now his time had surely come lie was
bound, and helpless, but he determined to
meet his fate without hinchng, and to die
| like man.
| The mob rushed on and were soon at The
prison door, but here they were met by sew.
| eral OF the most influential men of the village
! who addressed few words 10 them. Seem
ingly the purport of their communications
was agreeable to the ears Of the self Consti-
tnted avengers, for with loud cries of delight
the crowd dispersed, and were soon seen
running towards the woods, hatchet in hand
In the meantime, Wilson was led out from
the hut and conducted to large open space,
not far from the outskirts of the village.
| lie was not at loss to conjecture what was
to be his fate, for in this square he saw q tall
| post or sapiing, firmly SC: in the ground and
stripped of its bark.
Twice before mad he been bound to
similar stake, and both times he had escaped
as by miracle; but would he escape again
AS this query passed through his mind. he
cast IL glance aroun1 him to note ANYTHING
that might assist him to freedom, but his
eyes only fell upon the forms of several war.
riors returning from the wood, laden with
| dead Branches aud fuel, which they cast in
a heap near the stake.
| Wilson was now bound to the post and
! preparations were begun for torturiny the
prisoner, who regarded them with calm,
disdainful look upon his features. The
crowd now assembled around the doomed
scout, and after order was restored the trial
OF his courage was commenced by hatchet
and knife throwing. Finding this only
amused the scout, who taunted them and
called them squaws, old women, &c, rifles
were brought into requistion, with no bet
ter success. Many of the warriors were
known by Wilson, and those he rdiculcd,
and taunted in every manner Imaginable,
evidently with the intention of inducing
.hcm to put an end to his life, that he might
thus escape the fearful death that now
awaited him.
One brave in particular seemed nearly
frantic, and it was with great difficulty that
lie was prevented from staying the prisoner,
who still continued his taun,s. At last the
furious brave was conveyed from the scene
Of torture, and the wood was piled around
Wilson, far enough from the stake to sl0ciy
r0aSt the scout, thus prolonging the torture,
as well as aifording greater amusement to
the group that surrounded the doomed scout
jabbering and screeching like so many mag
pies impatient for the sport to begin. The
torch was now applied to the dry fuel, and
soon the bright blaze was creeping, "like
thing of life" through the crevices and
scorchihg the twigs on the outside of the
circle. At this period the fractions brave
returned, and stood quietly among the spec
tators, but with dark scrowl upon his
malignant features He was dsarmed. and
an old warrior stood close at his side, keep.
ing watch over his actions. The fire was
slowly creeping toward the prisoner, yet he
gave no sign or demonstration of pain, and
catching sight Of his enemy, he addressed
him saying.
"Ha ha! Flatnose! you there Don't
you want little more hickory Steal some
| more traps, will you How does your back
| feel now Can you run as fast as ever, say ~
demanded the scout, ejectiEg a mouthtul of
tobacco juice full III the Indians face.
With wild howl of rage, the Pokenoket
grasped the handle of tomahawk that was
hanging at the waist of his guard, and
launched the weapon full at the form OF the
scout. Quick rs was his action, that oi tue
old warrior was full as sudden, and he gras-
ped the arm OF the infuriate savage, dashinS
| him backward to the ground. 1t was 100
| late to prevent the hatchet from being cast,
| but il was diverted from its aim, and the
bright, keen blade was buried to the eye in
the soft, yielding wood of the stake, near
| Wilson's shoulder. 1t was most fortunate
event to the scout, for the instrument had
severed the upper withes that bound him to
the post. While all was confusion around
the struggling and desperate savage, the
'partally liberated scout jerked the weapon
from the stake, and quickly cut the bands
that confined his lower limbs. Then, with
loud, triumphant shout, he leaped over the
blazing heap, and brandishing the toma-
hawk around his head, bounded into the
midst Of his enemies. The glitteriug
steel flashed in the air and descended on the
head of AN Indian but W hen it rose again it
was stained deep red hue, and the ruby
drops fell from the once untarnished blade.
Again and again it descended, now drink
ing the life blood of a savage, and then
parrying some deadly blow that was aimed
at its wieldsr's life. 1t was fearful sight TO
see the fierce and deadly raging Of the hu-
man passions to soc the blood.stained
weapons flash in the bright sunlight to hear
the fatal blow, the muttered imprecation
as some keen weapon pierced the sensitive
flesh to see here human form fall to the
earth, perchance never to rise again, or
struggle to his feet, and again mingle in the
strife. Oh !! it was dreadful sight to see
that one man lighting against host-fgh:-
ing for liberty, for life Though faint and
almost exhausted, bleeding from every pore,