The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1873-09-18
An Indians Revenge.

" here the Kentucky river cuts its WAY
through the mountains having upon either
Mud bnl. ragged cliff, that lift their
-Imnuit- jUo and 900 feet, as the case
Aua2 be. above the stream. there lived in
~uA timc- a settler by the name of Ru-
rI- Brouoou who. with his wife and
uild. Il charming little girl Of some eight
uiue wears OF age. occupied the rude
a.lbiu at The base Of fine plecipicc, a little
.c. tlom the river,
Although greatly exposed to danger,
.Ho Indians at that time being very plcnti-
u throughout the region-he managed 70
,, quietly for several years
The Indians frequently visited the rude
4pnle of the hunter. and being always
Welcomed and provided with such food Is
might he in The lardcr, they maintained Il
friendly attitude.
Especially We're they fond of the child,
Aagglr and more than one fierce warrior
mad been seen sitting on the grass in front
uI the cabin. listening to the childish
W"tttIe of the little one, or else engaged
nj making it some toy or plaything from
willow tWigs on plant bark.
I'M this manner several wears had been
passed, and Rute Bronson came to feel as
Genre as though he was within the walls
4 a frontier fort.
One evening, Bronson and his wife were
ated near the doorway, when suddenly
/ -hadoW fell across the threshold, and the
next moment, a tall savage, whose reelng
-Drp and bloodshot eyes told that he was
Intoxicated, appeared, and staggering up
L, the log steps threw himself upon them.
His first demand was for fire water,
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that there was none in the house.
The Indian became cross and ugly,
Wearing with terrible oathS that if the
liquor was not produced he would murder
tnr whole household Bronson was a
brave, determined man. and although he
dreaded the necessity vet he saw that he
would be compelled to take prompt steps
tp prevent the savage from executing his
threat.
Waiting until the warrior had made
demonstration. which he soon did by at
tempting to draw Lis tomahawk, Bronson
~prung upon him and knocked him down
With a blow of his fist, and then quietly
dsarmcd and bound him where he lay,
after II few moments of furious ravmgs
and futile efforts to free himself, the say
aoe rolled over and sunk into a drunken
~Iumbcr
He did not awake until next morning,
but before he did so the settler had quietly
removed his bonds and restored the weap-
ons, which he laid by the sleeper's side.
The. savage, on waking, rose slowly to
his feet. felt his wrists as though the
thongs had left a feeling there, took up
his weapons, and without speaking
word. left and disappeared in the timber
near by.
''What think you of that e'' asked the
wife, turning to her husband with a scared
look
Pshaw Don't trouble your head
about the drunken BRUTE answered the
settler lightly, but as he turned away and
Stepped into the yard he muttered, Like
it? Wen, not much. The fellow must
be watched was in hopes that he would
not have remembered but that lump
where my fist landed, was enough If moth
INC else, to recall the circumstances.
The summer passed away and they saw
the drunken guest no more. He failed to
make his appearance. But as the leaves
began TO fall the settler one day, while re-