The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1870-08-13

swore that no trembling of n,y hand should
mar her deliverance.
And now the savage, truculent-
looking brute, raised his voice,
and demanded in broken Spanish, a
surrender. He threatened us with all
the tortures his ingenious fratern-
ity are SO justly proud of having inve Mt
ed, in case of obstinacy, and bid US look
upon his captive, that she, too, should
suffer for us. AS he said this he grasped
the girls hair brutally, and raised her
head. With a sudden spring of pain
and fright, she threw herself out of his
arms, and fell to the ground. His time
and mine had come. As he stopped my
bullet laid him dead by the side of his |
intended victim. Dick made his rush |
from the window, and the Indians theirs |
from the ditch, as he had predicted; but,
as Rosita was rather nearer to the house
than the ditch, he managed to reach her
first, and was retreating with her in his
arms. And now all depended upon me.
My first shot, aimed at the foremost of
the assailants, missed him clean and
before could seize the other rife he had
made vicious thrust at Dick, who, in
numbered as he was, was quite helpless.
The lance passed through Rosita's dress,
luckily without injury to the wearer and
as the savage drew back for a cooler and
surer thrust, I had the inexpressible
pleasure of lodging bullet in his body,
which effectually prevented any further
lance exercise from him.
Then heard a heavy fall in the room
below. Dick had thrown his burden clean
through the open window, at the risk of
breaking a limb, and turning, found him
self engaged hand to hand with a dozen
| Indians. He set his back against the
, wall, and drew his revolver with his right
hand, receiving as he did SO spear
, through his left arm but his and my re-
, volver, fortunately reserved until now,
) played among the attacking party, and
, man was dropping at every shot so they
; drew off. Dick managed, with great eff
| fort, to drag himself through the window,
D and then tainted away from the loss of
: blood and exhaustion and when ran
!, down the ladder to make fast the window
i again, I found him comfortably reclining
with his head in Rosita's lap, the latter
: having been stunned by her unceremo-
t nious entry. But could not stay to help
here my post was on the roof l hur-
ried up the ladder, noticing for the first
time that I had myself suffered in the
|, wound from bullet. The fight was over.
s Throughout the remainder of the night
d the Indians fingered about, and stole most
y of the horses and some sheep, but they
had not pluck again to encounter the
q deadly breech- leaders. Seldom, indeed,
d had such severe lesson been taught
them; and when the glorious sun rose
+ (never sight more welcome) we saw them
d ride beaten off the field, bearing with
II them five of the slain; six other corpses
It were laying in front of the window, where
II the fercest struggle had been, and two
y more were afterward found, who had
crawled into the ditch, like wild animals
# to die.
n We learned from the pretty Rosita
y whose gratitude was most touching, that
s. she had been captured while walking in
t. the orange garden near her fathers house
e short time before we were attacked.
"You, noble caballeros,'' she said
It shave preserved me from death, and
e from what is far worse. God will re-
% ward you, for can never"
IT think Dick, however, was of q diff
T. ferent opinion; at all events, he has al
1t ways seemed remarkably satisfied with
l. the reward he persuaded her to make
J. him.
d Some years have passed since tha
70 eventful night Dick and Rosita are
9, living at Don Ramond's estanciu, tina
'e worthy old gentleman having departed
le this life shortly after their marriage.
too, am with them as a partner in the
Of land, focks and herds, of which we have
y goodly quantity; and whenever th'
le increasing stock of little Dicks and Rosi
IS tas asks me, as they invariably do of al
c. evening to tell them a story, l know
that nothing else will content them, thar
in full, true and particular account of th'
e night attack.
to
A most disgraceful scene occurred a
it the execution of Meyers, at Shelbyville
j. Illinois, on Friday. A howling mob, out
side the enclosure, broke down the fenc'
70 and took the coffin containing the bod,
, on their shoulders and marched through
the main streets, followed by men, wo
,e men and children.
Thurlow Weed has brought his auto
A. biography down to 1928. He has fort.
- volumes of chronologically arranged
! letters, from the most eminent men il
=, N the country, with which to refresh hi