The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1872-11-29
frvm the Home Clrcle
BACKWOODS KIT;
or
THE LONE DOVE OF KENTUCKY.
ny CAPT. cHARLEs HOWARD.


Among the brave women who followed
the rcJoubtablc Benjamin Logan across
the mountains, for the purpose of esiab-
fishing settlement in Kentucky, truly
called the clark and bloody ground,
was Beatrice Lindsay. Left an orphan
a few months prior to the emigration, she
had nothing, save recollections Of by
gone days. to bind her to the old North
State. and with her little brother, lad
of twelve, she embraced with cagernoss
the opportunity to sssis, ia the colonial
ton of the .siaoss -Si2wse2 hunting
ground.
In the year 1913. bsckwoods' siruc-
ture, christened LoganS Fort, after its
founder, arose in the wilderness of Ken
lucky, and within a mile Of the present
town Of Stanford in Lincoln county. For
a long time the Indians did not oder mo-
lestatiln to the daring whites they came
often TO the fort, and the settlers thought
they had SUCCEEDED in securing the last
ing friendship of the r. men.
Now and then they heard of the prog
ross Of the Revolution, and what was
their surprise when they were informed
by messenger from Boonsborough, that
a force of British and Indians were has
tening to the work of pillagc and massa,
ere.
The report was not credited until con-
frmation came, and then all necessary
preparations were made for a stubborn
defence.
Here comes Kit Chidester," said a
young pioneer, one evening, AS the senti-
mel admitted suspicious-looking indi-
vidual I'd rather rot see him here these
times he don't wear AN innocent look, by
any means, and I'd like to know how he
can tramp the woods without any arms.
That's what puzzles me, Roger an
swered the young mans companion. 81
believe that that fellow is in league with
the redskins. Hadn't you noticed how
free he made with Wauregan the last
time the Shawnee war-chief was here !
and | caught him having private inter
view with Beaver Tail in the rear of Lo-
gan's cabin. We must watch him close
ly, now that the Indians have dug up the
hatchst, and when my suspicion of hh
treachery amounts to certainty, there
will be dead man hereabouts"
The speakers lips closed firmly over
the last word, and he darted sharp look
at the burly, bearded man who was ap,
preaching.
"Well, Kit, what of our red-skinned
foes; he asked with faint smile.
you're the only scout We have seen for
two days, and, of course, there's dearth
of news from the outside world"
~ anticipate no attack" returned
Rac kwoods Kit, as he was called conf,
IDENTIFY. 81 am just from Boonesborough,
and they had no news there about the re
ported foray. However" and he glanced
around on the defences, strengthened du'
ring his absence, "it is well enough to be
prepared for any emergency. But you
may sleep without the dread of being
awakened by the British musket."
Having thus spoken Kit Chidester
moved away, and sought Colonel Logan,
who was experimenting the erection oI
an additional block-house.
"When that man said he was just froti
Boonesborough, he lied" said MaA
Bingham, turning to Roger Hal6nch,
"Iie could not look me in the eye whel
he said that; he knew he was lying, I
is my turn TO 60 out in the woods 10
night, and, Haldnch, want you to watcl
that man. do you know what happsnsc
when he was here lastY"
"No"
"He had the audacity TO ask Beatrice
Lindsay 10 become his wife
sand Of course she refused-it woulc
be like mating the dove with the vulture.
''Or the carton crow" said Kingham