Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1869-04-24
ASHTABULA, OHIO SATURDAY, APRIL a. 1869

.U''"S INV ON Dullets Tor SIX rut1ans
Miss one OF them ali, if ] should
there's my knife. No, Leonora. Won
must not miss one Of them
The girl now ciept stealthiy through
the underbrusb TO the prairie above
She knew that 10 reach the house the In
dians would have 20 cross broad. fat
field, where there was no shelter for their
persons. She did not think they would
hesitate to do this, because, having taken
the two men, they would hardly expect
any resistance from single girl. About
thlrty rods 10 the right Of the path a
cattle yard had been erected by the fa-
ther, and IN the corner of the fence stood
an immense elm tree. Inside of this
yard climbed Leouora, and behind the bio
elm she concealed herself
a few minutes more proved she was
right in her conjecture. The Indians.
after having tied stout Iaw-hde thongs
around the feet of their prisoners, laid
them down in the bottoms of their ca
noes, strobe gaiIy and laughingly along
toward the house, without any attempt
at concealment.
Leonora's heart grew as hard rs
stone, and her nervcs-which iinttercd a
niue DeiOre-now grew as firm as steel.
She had put fresh waterproof caps upon
each nipple of her rifle, aud putting the
barrel Cn the rail of the fence. drew a
sharp bead upon the foremost Indian.
but as her finger curved to press the
trigger, she heard what actually seemed
to be a voice whisper:
"No OF yet, Lconoraw
She paused, and then, as if by inspi.
ration, flashed the thought into her
mind:
"N nit until they get nearer the house,
then shoot the hindinost one first"
She obeyed the impression, and let
them come on a few rods nearer. Sud
denly the thought came again:
"Now's your time."
Clapping her face to the rifr-brpcch.
she trained the death-dealihg tube stead.
lly at the chest OF the rearmost Indian
tor All instant and fired
The bullet proved true to it's mark,
aud the burly Indian merely threw up
his arms and fell dead, the rifle bali
having gone directly through the heart.
y clap of thunder from clear sky
could not have 50 utterly astonishcd
those remaining Indians. Wildly they
looked iuscvery direction to see whence
came the fatal shot. In the next instant
bang! went Leonora's rifle again, and
another of their number dropped dead.
But they saw the smoke Of the last
shot and caught glimpse of the shoot
er. At once they comprehended their
peril. They could not hide, and their
only show for lite was in running TO the
tree and tomahawking their presumptu-
Gus foe on the spot Instantly sounded
tie war-hoop, they bounded forward,
but with the notes have uttered another
OF their nnmbcr lraped into the air and
tell back to rise no more. Leonora had
fired again.
The remaining three rushed OIL, but
again the brave girls rifle rang like the
knell OF doom, and fourth savage
pitched headlong To the ground.
The terror of the remaining two was
now pitiiul to behold; they stopped
short i'll their onward course, and utter
iny the most fearful screams, discharged
their rifles ut the tree in the widest and
most unavailing manner. But again the
relentless rifle blaZcd, and another Of the
remaining two sunk to the ground as
the bullet went crashing through his
brain.
Immediately the one left threw down
his rife and cried out:
NO shoot me! No shoot me- Nc
give up!'
Lconora had drawn bead on him,
but now that they seemed SO perfectly
in her power, she lowered her rifle, and
stepping from behind the tree, climbed
the fence briskly, aud commenced ap-
preaching the savage.
The surprise and indignation of the
Indian at sight of the girl was intense,
and forgetting his supplicating cry, he
put his hand behind him and drew forth
his tomahawk to throw at her.
Lconora's eye Vas rs sharp as an ca
gle's. She saw tho treacherous move,
and just as the bright blade of the hatchet
CLEANED for the throw, she raised her
rifle and slot the faithless scoundrel dead
in his tracks.
With the speed of dear she now
bounded forward to the lake.
Harry Watson shouted, 81 knew it
was I.eonorar' and the father cried for
JOY as her little form appeared on the
bluff, rifle in hand.
Quickly she descended to the canoes
and unbound the two men, who embraced
her and cried over her in the most eX
travagant manner.
But they felt they had no time to lose !;
and, hastily gearing up their teams and
loading up their valuables, they set out
for Minneapolis, where they arrived safe
ly, and where Leonora and Harry Wat
son were Immediately made one flesh.
Old Walter Brown and Harry Watson
both did good service IN the Indian bat
ties which followed; and When the say.
ages were finally exterminated, they all
went back TO their old home on Green
Lake, where they now live. They have
one of tho largest stock farms in the
State; and IDeonora, though happy
wife and mother, clings to her beautiful
revolving rifle, and yet occasionally uses
it to keep herself in practice. ,.....
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