The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1875-04-03

their steeds, which they had turned out
to Craze, and gradually left the canyon.
'Yonder is the train!' said Ross,
pointing westward. Wen ride down
and see where it halls from
They urged their horses into brisk
gallop, and were rapidly nearing the
wagons, when Bains drew rein with an
exclamation of surprise.
I've been thinking for some time that
that black mass was party of Indians,
he said, with his eyes fixed upon dark
body approaching the wagon-traln from
the southwest IF they're Apaches,
Ross, we want to keep our distance for
the present. -'r
yes was the response. "We'll
watch them from this point
1t was soon distinctly seen that the
moving mass was band of savages.
and some CONSERVATION seemed to pre-
vail among the emigrants. Men were
seen hurrying to and fro, seeing to
their steeds, families and firearms.
By-and.by the savages reached the
train, and the silver hunters saw them
mingle with the whites.
For few moments the intention of
the Indians seemed to be peaceful; but
suddenly yell rent the air and the
uproar Of firearms followed.
Heavens! they're massacreing the
whitesh cried Ross. I'VE must. help
them Kyle. .......
MOI was the response. They are
doing the work you were to do
Il care not, cried the young hunter.
Il want to see that girl. They shall
not kill her.
He unsluug his carbine, and gave
his steed the shining spurs.
He is mad' calculated Bains; DASH
ing after him. But I'll fellow him to
the gates of Hades?'
He soon caught up with the excited
Ohioan, and together the twain dashed
among the combatants, and dealt deadly
blows right and left. Several wagons
were already in flames, and the emf
grants were fighting for their families
like tigers.
Suddenly, Chalbert Ross heard his
name called in woman's despairing
tone.
lie turned and beheld white face in
one of the shattered wagons.
The next instant, regardless of the
lances that glittered about him, he
cleared the path and was alongside.
'Kate!' he cried, how came you
here?'
Il had hoped to find you, Chalbert,'
was the weak reply. 4 left Buena Vista
My God look for your lifel'
He turned and struck the lance aside
and slew the Apache whose hands
clutched it madly. Then press Of
foes bore him back, but again, after
minutes desperate fighting, he came to
the wagon,
Kate Aylesford's face was still there;
but it was so very pale.
'Katel Kate'
No answer. He lifted her head, and
then cried:
'Deadl the devils have slain the
woman l lovedl'
How madly he turned, then, and how
fiercely he fought, the reader can tell.
By-and-by the fortunes of battle
brought him face to face with Kyle
Bains.
Gomez he cried, we must escape
'Agreedl' said the giant, and the two
men fought themselves clear OF foes,
and rode away like the wind.
Holly, the Indians pursued; but they
never caught the men who, for the life of
Kate Aylesford, took terrible vengence.
, She was Ohalbert Ross Ohio love;
hers was the face on the medallion, and
it was her life that the silver hunter had
promised Neya to take.
The Indian girl never met the hunter
again. In their hunt for vengeance
they forgot the lost mine, and years af4
terward man with gray hairs entered
the village of Buena Vista.
1t was Chalbert Ross, and he told a
tale of vengeance that chilled many
heart. Cyle Bains fell before an Ap-
ache arrow; but not until he could boast
OF satisfying his hatred of the red race.
Where Kate Aylesford sleeps 1 do
not know; but there is an old man who
could tell you, reader.--Star Spangle
Banner.
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