The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1872-01-18

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she fell senseless from suffOcatiOn.
When Colonel John Pool discover
ed the situation of Jennie he eXclaim
ed:
"My God! There is but little hope
but / must save, her or perish Will
her."
Wantoni, one of the Lapan Indians
at this juncture dashed toward anC
held the Colonel from rushing int
the burning mass, exclaiming rs h'
did so:
"Wantonis life is nothing, Colonel!
everything. He must lead his white
brothers against the enemy. If SHE
can be saved, 1 save-I go.
Wantoni dashed forward. 1t was
with difficulty that the Colonel wa:
restrained from following, but he fell
the uselessness of the effort on hi:
part, so he remained a watcher.
The Indian darted into the burning
mass and was lost to view. He was
severely burned, but he succeeded III
reaching the lower apartment. II
was quite light, and he saw the form
of the maiden stretched on the ground.
He caught her in his arms, but he
well knew that it would be almost
certain death to return the way he
came. But his plans were formed
instantly. Into the ditch he plunged,
and craWled forward with his precious
burden, taking care to keep her head
above water. Onward he struggled,
and soon he passed the stOckade, and
reached the river. He was now quite
deep in the water, but he quickly
arose to the surface, only to find him
self in close proximity to n canoe con-
tanning O COmanche. He was discov-
cred, and tomakawk hurried deep in
to his brain, he sank back dead. Jen-
ME was lifted into the canoe, but she
was still unconscious. She was quick
Iy borne to the other side of the river,
and then handed over to WaTlOpa,
who detailed two of his warriors to
guard her.
| When the watchers saw that Wan
toni did not return they gave up all
as lost, believing that he had perish
ed in the flames together with Jennie.
But it was now time to prepare for
self defense, for the river was now fill
ed with canoes. The savages were
advancing to give them battle. One
| of the largest dwellings was selected
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stand. The fight soon began, and
charge after charge was made by
| the Comanches, but without avail
| Many of their warriors had fallen be-
meath the unerring rifle of the aveng-
| ers. This maddened the foe, and they
resolved to use fire. Soon every cabin
was in flames, save the one occupied
/ by the defenders. The sight was a
mournful one to ali but the savages,
who danced around in devilish glee.
Presently a terrible volley was open
ed upon the redskins. 1t came from
the woods close at hand. The beSeig-
ed knew that assistance had arrived,
and they darted from the cabin, while
! a cheer burst from their lips. 1t was
answered by a terrible shout and
now the unseen party appeared.
The savages had already taken to
flight, leaving large number of killed
behind them. They plunged into the
river and gained the opposite bank
as best they could, not even stopping
there, but pushing rapidly toward
their stronghold in the mountain.
Those who had so timely arrived
were weary with their long march,
and requested a few hours rest. But
it was decided to follow up the Co
manches without unnecessary delay.
Daylight came, and a search was
made among the =uins of the block
house. The charred remains of an
Indian was found, but it was decided
that it was not Wantoni. Nothing
could be discovered of Jennie.
Soon after the body of the friendly
Indian was found, and the manner of
his death was plain. Here was a
mystery.
At ten O'Clock that day over three
hundred well armed, determined
avengers set out for the camp of War
lopa. They calculated, from the dis
tance, that they would be able to
reach it by dark the second evening.
''No quarter TO the accursed Conan
ches," was the watchword. They
! felt confident Of success. The friendly
Lapans acted as guides.
When Jennie Moore found herself
really a captive, she did not give way
to grief as most maidens would have
done. On the contrary, she was very
| cheerful, and often she burst out in
song, making the mountains and val
! leys echo again. She had q double
motive in this. In the first place, it
pleased the savages, and in the next
place, if friends were following her,
/ they might hear her and recognize her
| voice.
When it was over the chief said:
"White bird sings well-she must
be my wife"
"When do you propose to do me
that honor ~
/ ElT,
"To-nightw she repeated, with 4
shudder, as she gazed around.
The chief seemed to divine her
thought, and continued: "Hes, to-
night you rest in WarlOpa's arms
You cannot escape, and your frOwns
will not avail. l am a great chief
Ny lodge is black with scalps of the
pale face, my hands are red with their
blood. The pale maiden's chief is
dead. I killed him. He's gone to the
hunting ground. Pale face see him no
more"
'Did you kill Colonel POOl?" she
asked, her eyes flashing fire.
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"And nv father and mothers"
"All fell beneath the hatchet of the
red man. Your valley is laid bare
In the ashes of your home lay all that
you love. Where stood the pale faces of
Yesterday are now smOuldering ashes
| of their homes. Pale maiden's friends
are gone. She will see them never
more.
For some time Jennie remained ST.
! lent,and several tear drops fell from
her eyes. But she became suddenly
cheerful again, and said.
"Well, If have lost all, l suppose
I may as well be contented to live a
wild life, and l have no doubt but
that can find much enjoyment. /
/ think I shall make a capital Indian
wife. Ycu don't know what I can
do. Why, venture to say can beat
/ you with rifle now
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'sDon't you believe me ~ she cried.
''Well, We will see. Take your weap-
on and split yOnder sapling with the
bullet"
The chief fired, but missed his
mark.
Jennie laughed derisively, and ex-
claimed:
'rNow load and let me try"
The rife was charged and handed
her.
A large number of warriors were
watching her. She raised the weap-
on to her shoulder, and aimed toward
the sapling.
No one dreamed of her intentions.
She hesitated a moment, and while
still retaining her position, Missed
through her teeth:
"Chief, your lodge is black with the
scalps of the pale faces, yOr hands are
red with their blood. You killed the
pale faced chief my father, mother
and lover. Now receive your re-.
ward.n
Quick as thought she changed her
I direction of her rife and fired. War
lopa uttered a howl and fell back
dead. The heroic maiden had shot
him through the heart.
For time the savages did not ut
ter a sOund-they appeared to be
stricken dumb with surprise. But
soon they recovered, and the most
fiendish yells burst forth. It seemed