Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1872-03-27

md Blue JACK, Ocnding low to his horses
leck, and digging the spurs into the animals
tides, swept on and away with the rush Of a
tornado.
Aud after him swept the pursuers.
The euigrants watched the pursuit with
interest until the foremost figure
upon the powerful Indian stoed had passed
beyond their line Of vision.
During the confusion Burk escaped also.
At nightiall they halted upon the south
bank of the Platte, and we're at supper
around their fires when the troops we're seen
to approach, weary aud dispirited-wi without
their prisoner.
The fellow has escaped Us, said the off.
Ger.
you held on to the chase well, Lieuten.
ant q" said the conductor.
| can't bear to 90 back to the fort with.
out him. was the quick reply. There's
excitement all through the fort Poor Fal.
lon was nearly murdered and was left for
dead. lie was flung over into Deep Canyon,
aud happened to lodge in a clump Of bushes
There be came to himself, an hour or more
afterward and, more dead than alive, he
climbed up to the ground above, aud fell down
in dead faint. A party was Immediately
organized and sent in pursuit Of the outlaw"
The next day they encountered the party
Of soldiers that had been sent in pursuit Of
Blue Jack They had found no trace Of the
desperate or his companion
d" No use looking for Blue Jack, said the
officer in charge Of the party, addressing
Landlord. There has been a party Of Sioux
about this quarter for few days past, and no
doubt Blue Jack has fallen in with them. The
party is hardly large enough to attack your
train, and understand they have gone up
toward Dakotah. Blue Jack has an Indian
wife somewhere up there"
Upon the second : esfter leaving Fort
4 Mcpherson, the enid fade tltif,ssiddsy
halt in grove Of S5.la-woods upon the
bank of the south fork Of the Platte, at its
junction with a wide, tree-fringed river which
descended from the northward, and here they
concluded TO settle.
The site Of the village was selected exactly
at the junction Of two rivers, upon low bluff
, overlooking the two streams.
Then q public square was carefully laid out
with mathematical exactness.
, Then each mans lot was assigned him.
Mark Heber's was next to Whitman's, on
, the eastern side OF the square, facing west,
and his future garden ran back to the edge OF
the low bluff
Mark Heber did mans work, and from the
ri first day Of this hard toll Whitman ceased to
class the youth among the boys.
In the course Of a week, eight strong log.
houses, each story in height, and pierced
with loop-holes, and each provided with q
single capacious chimney, were finished, and
fronted the little naked square.
f Mark Heber's house was simply arranged
built upon the plan generally adopted by the
settlers There were but two rooms, one be
ing entered through the other. The innei
room was to be Gays. The outer room wal
to be parlor, dining-room, kitchen, library an(
IL Marks bedroom.
" The house is your province, Gay" saiC
! the youth, upon the morning after the hous'
was finished " l shall leave you to furnish
it and transform it into home while | work
B upon the stockade. If YOU need my helI
when the stockade and block house are flo
n ished, | will turn myself into a house-carpen
ter"
e Il shan't need you sir, said Gay saucily
II " You attend to the farm, and leave the hous
to me-
C The shelter provided, the eight houses wer
It left entirely TO the management of the women
!, the men working upon the stockade, whcl
y was constructed upon strict military principles
t aud was a model of worth and excellence.
1t required two weeks and the labor of six
n teen men to complete this work
Whitman and his family had beA living il
7 their house for a week. All the fimiies hat
moved into their homes save the Hebers but
u Gay with a pretty tyranny had nd allowed
= Marx to cross the threshold Of his iouse sine
y he had finished il.
Now, when Mark unyoked his oxsn, turnin
y them loose in. his own yard, AMI drew hi
'' wagon under a great cottonwood y his bacl
y garden, Gay cale1 to him with Right smile
o saying that he might enter the house witt
e her.
lie came pleased and smiling, bit pause'
e upon the threshold in mute amazemut.
a Was this the room with four ough To-
ID walls which he had given into her h,nds ?
lie Was this sunny little home a log-louse o.
the plains
y 1t seemed incredible.
Il For little clever-witted Gay, with her deli
cate, skillful fingers, had fashioned Lowell
s. home out of her barren materials such a
RS one as would delight the eye to rest upor
u and her sole helps had been two kindly boy
of fifteen years, who had worked under he
N directions
ID " It's the prettiest room ever saw, erie
rs Marx, with enthusiasm. There isn't hous
fl in town like it. Won't the people open the
lie eyes2 Its just lovely" cried Mark, deligh
N edly You are regular home fairy, Ga,
or You were meant for the frontier, and you a
re the fairest flower on all the plains My pr,
J. cious little sister"
y He drew her to him and kissed her tende
lie y. But Gay, most unaccountably, broke fro
him bushing like a rose.
ut I'm call Whitman in to see the house
exclaimed Marx, not noticing Gays coniusio
ut " We shall set up for the aristocrats Of Il
at town.
OF lie dashed out in boyish exuberance NJ
h called in the entire population Of the villag
ch They all came in, and there was gener
request that Gay should christen the settl
he ment.
e. Gays eyes frightened, even while 81
shrank from the honor thus put upon her
d, 81 can't" she said. Mr.. Whitman
the oldest of us all, and is our Mayor, l.
nd him name the village"
IT. Then I'll call It Heber, in honor of OF
little Gay" cried Mr., Whitman. What {
he you all say, my friends ?"
k, lleber it is - cried dozen voices, in a
ed claim.
ed At that moment boy who had been pa
nd ing upon the platform inside the stockat
he came in, gasping the words
IT, Indians ~ The above we publish as
be specimen chapter but the continuation
this story will DO found in the New Yol
IS Ledger. Ask for the number dated Mar,
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'r When John Jacob Aston died his prope
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