The Van Buren press., 1873-11-18
MISCELLANY.
A Tale Of the Indiaa Mutiny.

| "Comr, come, my dog, we II turn u
now; I'm tired with n long days watch
ing. Why. C"orie, what's the matter z
And as the beautiful Scolcl, terrier
came up, wnyying his tale. the youn:
cavalry officer bent his bright, hand
some face, already bronzcd by the lndi
an climate. over him, ill his own black
curly locks minglrd with Cooric yellow
Goa.
What's the matter dog? We've
picke,ed down Angus (his horse). read,
smldled; we We had eur supper, and the
natives are all abel; so come along. too
mon chien; ii Sepo,s are a lony wa,
OIL rs yet.
Throwing away lis cigar, Edward St
Clare rose up an'! cu,ere' his little huup
a0w--the only white man i'll it n near
1t, for the next picket Was couple OF
miles to the sOuth
Really tired, the Young man threw him
self on the couch aud closed his eyes,
bidding Coorie lie down But Coo.
rio was umaccoua,ably restless and ti-
getty he whincd. laid his pretty llack
nose to the ground. went to The windCw,
and. finally as sleep seemed stealing over
the wrarlrd young officer, he uttered II
short Laik. which instantly mad, the
handsome gray eyes open vide a.nin-
on The aIe,t diocuy.
Nv hat now, Couie:'
The dog jumped "n him licking his
lace. and pulling his arm violently III"
moment lie sank hack.
You wont let me sleep, ,hen--lia
what is that"
A nlan's suppressed voice beneath the
window: 81 Clare. for Heaven . sake
awake! the S psys are upon u.s.!
Captain ST. Clare Was on his feet In a
second, and al the window.
"Darvllle? Right! IN armed and
rloakcd, aud my horse saddled.
Come, then, returned the other,
Mrliciiy, "wc must nl for our lives
Ny horse is mere; have ridden like the
wind.
St Clare caught up his faithful little
dog. swuns n.mself "ut Of the window
to lhc ground AID swiftly and silently
fetched out his horse-a magnificent
ch .taut. To mount aud put spurs to
their animals was hul the work OF u mo
msnt. They coul'i hear tho advancing
enemy through tie jungle; they coud
almost see tac natives, like demons, sur.
rounding the bungalow; and shuddercd
10 think Vi the narrow escape they had
from Il terrible. tortured and inglu.ious
death.
Neither drew rein for an hour, heading
their way tor the nearest station Then.
as thpy rode on more carefully. St. Clare
told the story of Coorc's strange instinct
or prescnliment. during which the little
animal. perfectly understanding the low.
ing voice and touch as he nestled IN the
heavy folds Of his masters military
CLOAK, looked up gratefully.
I'VE heard the.r advance, Darvi!le
then explained; "and, being such y
sa,all detachment, Colonel M,nvcrs fell
back TO the south and sent me on 10 You
vi |, orders to hy and warn the stations
bc.w, ea this a.,d Burrat Pcor, where you
know the main body lies
Yes All, there is the station below.
How quiet they are! Too quiet, Oar
vll.e. don't believe there IS n sing ge
r. z mcut TO be relied On.
A li,,lr mere, aud he pointed suddenly
Great Heaven! too late! The vii
lains havu r.scn Lnok, look we never
thought To see sucu an a~fM sight u Few
shur. weeks ago"
Blackrned ruius where the station had
been; corpses mauled and dishsured IN
every possible way that devlhsh savage
rs could invent-men. women, and chil.
dren; horrors too great. details too fear.
tul lu harrow the reader with here For
those who remember the Indian mutlny
uf '56 it is enough; tor those who ,iO
not let them rest IN ignorancs This is
no tale Of its horrors, but simply true
incident out of the many episodes which
occurred during that sad time
Both rode on in ,ilcnrc. though Major
D,,i,l,, the elder aHi less imptes sioaa.
hlc, was lhu first TO recover his power OF
speech
I'VE must keep on. days journey
will ing US 10 Buriat Pcor.
les. what Is that! nc S"iu' s"'
denly d.awins rem.
IL hear nolaias bat the beasts howl
my. X lie on. man, ride on.
Il wonttil hear again BY heav-
en-. It WA. the voice ul II child
A wild cat you mean. They cry Ike
a baby.
IL was not ta'. lla again; n
Child buried sl.vc where that brushw0od
grows. &,
lie ,prans to the ground. and seized
hold Of bush Of greenwood close hy.
when, 10! it came up with readiness
ma, almost threw him backward the sa'
gacious dog tore away the root in MN
ute.
1T 10 dry well. " said Darville.
"And little child at the bottom, az