The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1872-09-19

cabin, while II cheer burst from their
lips. 1t was answered by terri
Bile shout; and now the unseen party
appeared.
The savagcs had already taken
flight, leaving large number Of kiln
ed behind them. They plunged into
the river, and gained the opposite
bank aS best they could, not oven
pausing there, but pushing rapidly
toward their stronghold in the
mountain.
Those who so timely arrived were
weary with their long march, and
required Il few hours rest. But it
was decided to follow up the Com.
anches without unnecessary delay.
Daylight came, and Il search was
made among the ruins Of the block
house. The charrcd remains Of an
Indian were found, but it was de-
cidcd that it was not Wantoni.
Nothing could be discovered Of Jcn.
nic.
Soon after, the body Of the friend
ly Indian was found, and the man
ncr Of his death was plain. Here
was II mistcry explained.
At ten o'clock that day, over
three hundred we'll armed, dctcrm-
ed avengers, set out for the camp Of
WarIopa. They calculated from the
distance, that they would be able to
reach it by dark the second even
ing. ono quarter to the accurscd
Comanchcs," was the watchword.
They felt confident Of success. The
friendly Lapans acted as guides.
When Jennie Moore found herself
really Il captive, she did not give
way to grief as most maidcns would
have done. On the contrary, she
was very cheerful, and often burst
out in song, making the noun
tains and valleys echo again. She
had u double motive in this. In the
first place, it pleased the sayagcs !;
and in the next place, if friends
were following her, they mi Sht hear
her and recognize her voice.
When it was over, the chief said :
"Whitc Bird sings well; she must
become my wife"
"When do you propose to do me
that honor|
"To-night" {"
"To-night." she replied, with Il
shuddcr as she gazed around.
The chief seemed to divine her
thoughts, and continued: Yes, to-
night you rest in WarIopa's arms.
You cannot escape, and your irowns
will not avail | am Il great chief.
Ny lodge is black with scaIps Of the
pale face; my hands are red with
their blood. The pale maidcn's
chief is dead. | killed him. He il
gone to the hunting grounds, Pale
face maiden sec him no more
"Did you kill Colonel Pool?' she
asked, her eyes filling with flashing
fire
Cough y
"And my father and mother 2'
can 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, is now
smouldering ashes of ther homes.
Pale maidens friends are gone. She
will see them no more.
For some time Jennie remained
silent, and several tear drops fell
from her eyes But she became sud
denly cheerful again, aud said /:
Dwell, | have lost all, | suppose, |
may as well be content to live wild
life, and | have no doubt but thpt |
can find much enjoyment. | think
| shall make a capital Indian wife.
You don't know what can do. Why,
| venture to say | can beat you with
the rifle now."
cough !"
"Don'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
"Now load and let me try
The rifle was charged and handed
her.
A large number of warriors were
watching her. She raised the weap-
on to her shoulder, and aimed to-
ward the sappling.
No one dreamed of her intentions.
She hesitated n moment, and while
retaining her position, Missed through
her teeth.
"Chief. your lodge is black with
the scalps OF the pale faces; your
hands ere red with their blood. You
killed the pale face chief, my father,
mother and lover. Now receive your
reward"
Quick as thought she changed the
direction of her rifle, and fired.
Warlopa uttered a cry and fell back
dead. The heroic maiden had shot
him through the heart.
For n time the savages did not ut
ter sound; they appeared to be
stricken dumb with surprise. But
soon they recovered, and the most
iondish yells burst forth. 1t SEEM
ed that she would be instantly torn
to pieces, but an Indian interposed
and saved her. She was lashed to Il
tree, and brushwood heaped around
her. She fell that there was no
hope, and she resolved to meet
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