Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1875-01-08

biting of another "chaw." I'm lookin
for him though"
Sandy pulled his trigger. There was
demoniac howl in the brush, ffty yards dis
tant, sort of scramble, and then everything
was quiet.
"And there he is. replied Sandy compla
Gently.
"Aro You sure you hit himP Amt HI
playing of on usP" asked Wolford, uncnsily
rs though he feared that tho renegade was
really dead, and he had been cheated of the
pleasure ofkilling him.
"Whero did you hit himP"
Fright between tho eyes, and little
above-,ust where he hit Joe. Hes colder
than wedge by this time"
Ipulled my trigger, but tho Indian 'Juk.
cd" and missed him. reloaded quickly
Get ont your small shooting irons" OK.
claimed Wolford, laying his revolver on Tn,
logs" they're coming for u.s."
We obeyod with commcndable zeal, for q
long, irregular limo of braves had sprung tC
their feet and were rushing towards us will
reckless fury.
| Sandy fired his rifle, and an Indian drop
ped. Wolford initiated his example with
like result. fired at an Indians breast, ant
shot him through the thigh. A vollcy o
bullets, that flew uncomfortably close TO us
was the answer we got, and the stormin!
party fell back to cover.
1t was then but an hour until sunset. w,
husbandcd our ammunition, managed to dc
your lunch, and anXiously awaited events
When darkness set in our peril was only
increased. They might rush upon us Mt any
moment. That we might possibly be deluded
into fancied security, however, they nude
no demonstration. half believed they
were gone. but my companions were not de-
ceived. They were old Indian fighters, anil
were thoroughly vcrsed in Indian strategy
So we maintained strict vigi Iancc.
"Thcm's not Osages," Mt length sai,
Sandy. 1t was the first time We had though
of the matter.
mo, they hain't come within mile o
hitting u.s." rejoned WolIord. They're Ar.
npahoes. know their yell. I've heard
before"
"Quitc so" said Sandy
To me the hours seemed to drag by will
terrible slowness. My friends also becam,
dissatisfied About midnight Sandy broke
the silence:
I'm tell you what it is" said he, ever,
losing time that's valuable. We've only got
grub enough for breakfast. They'll stay in
them woods till we starvc.n
Well?" asked Wolford
"Several of the boys" continued Sandy
event over to Schmitger's on the Verdigree,
the other day, to sell their skins, and CUES;
they're there yet. | move that one of u
take trip over there tonight, and get help.
"It might be DONE" admitted Woford.
1T must be DONE" replied Sandy. "Tll
go. know the way like book"
My two comrades talked the matter ovol
for some time. | was silent, for | was toe
| ignorant of border tactics to offer to venture
on such an expedition. At length it was ar.
ranged that Sandy should 60
Stripping himself stark naked, and taking
his moccasins in his hand, he crept to tn,
edge of the river bank and slipped over.
For many minutes we listened with breath.
cracked.
MY God! I'm shot" shrieked Sandy
There was splashing in the dark waters fol
an instant, aud all was still.
| "And he's gone" said Wolford, with an
effort mt composure.
| was appalled,. We did not speak again
for hours. Slowly and with fearful PRESENT.
ments the night wore away.
ave must die" said Wolford gloomily
as the dawn began spreading its rosy habili.
ments over the East.
The words had scarcely passed his lips be
fore crash of rifles brought us to our feet
A prolonged complication of hdeous yell:
pierced the air, and the fierce notes of say
age conflict resounded on every side.
What under heavens has happened?n
inquired, with horror.
Woliord swung his hat gave vent TO y sue,
cession of short, quick yelps, and, levcling
his rife, brought down foe.
What has happened?" he replied in
ecstacy, ramming down ball "Nothing,
only blaze away ut 'em. Our bacon's saved
Somebody is pelting it at them, and we must
show our hands"
was quite willing, hut tho red villains
| paid no attention TO our fire. | winged one
of them, and Wolford tumbled no less than
three. The conflict was brief. Their line
gave way Mt all points, and those who were
not shot down broke for the river in dismay
and swan TO the opposite bank under fire.
why, they're fighting among themselves, y
| cried, rs the red forms Of the pursuers be-
came visible.
Not much, replied Wolford, the Osag-
es are after them"
The shooting, IN which we zealously par
ticipated was soon over. We were saved
and was enlightened. For years and years
the buffalo grounds OF that vicinity had been
II matter of sanguinary dispute between the
rival tribes Of the Arapahoes and Osages. a
war party of the latter had heard the fighting
of the previous evening, and had hnstcned
TO the rescue from mere motives of clannsh
malignance. They had preserved us from
destruction, however, and they treated us n
allies. We never found Snndy's body; we
buried Joe rs decontly us possible, and never
again prospectod for gold along the hazard
Gus Little Arkansas. San francisco Morn
| ing cal.
Agriculture Of Tuspan, in Mexico.
The following is from letter from Ed,
mund Johnson, L. S. consul, printed in the
| November and December report of the de