The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1873-10-24
A TALE OF THE INDIAN MUTINY.

Come. come. my dog. well turn in
now I'm tired with long days watch
ing. Why. toorie, what's the matter.''
And n the beautiful scotch terrier came
up. wagging his tale, the young cavalry Of
fior bent his bright, handsome face. al
rady bronZed by the Indian climate, over
him. till his own black. curly locks min
gled with COOrie's yellow coat,
Whats the matter. dog. We've pick
efed down Angus This horse). ready sad
died; we've had our supper, and the ma
nyes are all abed 80 come along. too. mon
ehaez; the >epoys are a long way off a.
yet
Throwing away his cigar, Edward ~.
Clare rose up and entered his little bunga-
low-the only white man in il or near il.
for the next picket was a couple of miles
to the south.
Really tired. the young man threw him
<1f on the couch and closed his eyes bid
ding CoOrie :" lie down. But CoOrie was
unseoountably restless and fidgety ne
whined laid his pretty black nose TO the
ground. went 10 the window. and. finally.
a sleep seemed stealing over the wearied
young officer. he uttered a short bark.
which instantly made tine handsome gray
eyes open wide again-on the alert d.
pctly.
What now. Coorieg'
The dog jumped on him, licking his
ane. and pulling his arm violently the mo-
mcnt he sank back.
You won't let me sleep, then-IIa
what j. that =
a mans suppressed voice beneath the
window: ~. Clare, for Heavens sake.
awake. the >epoys are upon us,''
Captain ~. Clare was on his feet in
second. and al the window.
-Dsryillc. Right. I'm armed and
eloaked. and my horse saddled."
Come. them" returned the other. hur-
rieSily. I'VE must fly for our lives. MY
horsc i here; have ridden like the
wind
II. Clare caught uphis faithful little dog,
swung himself out Of the window 10 the
ground. and swiftly and silently fetched
cut his horSe-a magnificent chestnut. To
mount and put spurs 10 their animal, was
bat the work Of a moment. They could
hear the advancing enemy through the
jungle; they could almost see the natives.
ike demons. surrounding the bungalow
and shu,ldend 20 think OF the narrow
escape they had had from a terrible. tor
rIrs and inglorious death.
Neither drew rein for an hour. heading
their way for the nearest station. Then.
A. they rosie on more carefully. 1t. Clare
told the story IT CoOrie's strange instinct
or prcsentiment. during which the little
animal. perfectly understanding the loving
yoioc and touch n he nestled in the heavy
Folds Of hi- masters military cloak, looked
uP gratefully.
''We heard their advance Darville
then explained ..and. being such a small
detachment. Colonel Manners fell back 20
the south. and sent me on To you with or
dcrs t. fly and warn the stations between
this and Burrat-Peor, where you know the
main body lies
~les. All. there i the station below.
How quiet they are, Too quiet. Darvillc
don't believe there is single regiment 10
be relicd on
A little more. and he pointed suddenly. |
.-Grpat Heaven too late The villains
have risen. Look. look we never thought
Ia see such an awful sight a few short
weeks ago.
Bhckencd ruins where the station had |
been, corpses maued and disfigurpd In |
cyery possible way that devilish ,ayagery
couid inycnt-men, women, ami children {.
horrors too great. details too fearful 10 |
harrow the reader with here. For those |
who remember the Indian mutiny Of - II |
l. enough for those who do not let them |
rg~t IN Ignorance. This j. no tale of IT, hor-
rOrs, but simply a true incident out of the !
many episodes which occurred during tina. !
sad time. I
Both rode on in silence. though Major |
Daryiile. the elder and less imprcSsonablc. |
was the first % recover hi power of speech. |
we must keep on days journey will |
bring "a "a Burrat-PeOr.-
~les. What j. that = he said. sudden !
~ drawing rein.
Il hear nothing but the beasts bowling. |
hide on. man ride on.
won't tin hear again. BY Heaven. Il |
was the voice of a child"
"A wildcat YOU mean. They cry like |
baby
1T was not cat. la, again: a child /
buried alive whcrv that brlshwoOd Grows
lie sprlng 70 the ground. and seized hold |