The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1873-08-08
FE4RFULIY 1VENGED,
A TRUE STORY OF INDIAN CRIME AND
RETRIBUTION.
From "The Canadian Pioneers" in CATH
OLIC WORLD for August

"Alas !" said Mile. Baby, looking
sorrowfuIly at the young officer, are
you surprised at my sadness, and that
| could not smile and be gay after
having witnessed such a scene ?"
The demons" exclaimed the officer,
stamping his foot in horror and indig-
nation This infamous, blOOdthirsty
race should be eXterminated-exte
minated to the last man. Why did |
not know this sooner? Yesterday, a
Potawatamie came to my quarters to
sell some furs. He asked three times
as much as they were worth and | de-
clincd buying them. He hung around
for some time, until l finally ordered
him to leave lie refused to do so :;
then, losing all patience with the fell
low, | rose from my seat, and, leading
him to the door, I kicked him out.
He went away muttering, and threat
ehing me with his knife. | had a
stick in my hand, and l now regret
that | did not knock him down"
How imprudent :" said the young
girl you oughC not to have pro-
voked that Indian; don't you know
that a savage never fOTgets an injury
He may wander around the fort for
year, spying all Of your movements,
watching your footsteps, tracking you
everywhere, hiding in the woods and
among the rushes in the river, until
an opportunity offers, and he will APP
prOach with all the .ti11esse and cum
ming of a serpent, spring upon you
rfr
blow, when you least expect it. [ see
that you 90 every day out of the fort
to fish on the banks of the river. I
advise you not TO 90 any more it is
not safe, and something terrible might
happen to you"
"Pshaw ~ said the young officer,
''you are too timid. | saw the fellow
leave this morning with a number of
warriors belonging to his tribe; they
were going to Quebec to sell their furs,
which they could not dispose of here. !"
The clock in the salon had just
struck one. Nine. Baby and her
daughter were seated sewing in the
deep recess of an open window, with
a little workable in front of them.
NJ. Baby had gone away that morn
ing. to look after some land that he
had just bought on the other side of
the river. The streets were deserted !;
nearly all the inhabitants Of the fort
were at work in the fields in the vi
cinitv. The heat was intense. Not
a breath agitated the trees III the gar
den, whose motionless branches droop-
ed languidly toward the earth, as if
imploring a refreshing breath or drop
of dew. A negro servant was spread
inc some linen out to dry on the
bushes, and put to fight, in her per
ambulations. some chickens that were
painting with the heat under the shell
tering foliage of the trees and shrubs.
The silence was only broken by the
buzzng Of insects, and the noisy whirr
of the grasshopper as it danced thrO'
the sunlight. The open window, filed
with bouuets, looked into the garden,
and the pale, melancholy face of Mile
Baby could be seen between them,
bending over an open flower which
imaged her loveliness in its fragrant
corolla. Mamma" said she at last,
raising her head, edo you think papa
will be away long time 7"
Il think he will be back in four or
five davs at the latest" replied her
mother But why do you ask such
question :"
hOh! because / am 50 anxious to
have him back again want him to
take us Immediately to Quebec, in
stead of waiting until next month,
The trip will divert my thoughts; for,