The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1875-01-22
EpEvSDI1 G. pA FRIDAY JANUARY %, 1875

A. ot be particeps csin,inis TO the foul deed
In his eagerness to find the lost mine of
untold wealth-lost for three hundred years
he never thought of ttat!
The men kept awake until the light of
day dissipated the night, then, after dis
patching frugal meal, they secured their
steeds, which they had turned out to Craze,
and gradu I!y LEFT the canyon.
"Yonder is the train said Ross, point
ing westward. We'll ride down and see
where it halls FROM
They urged their hosSes into brisk
gallop, and were rap,dly nearing the
wagons, when Rains drew rein with an ex-
clamatioh of surprise.
Dive been thinking for some time that
that black mass was a party of Indians"
he said, with his eyes fixed upon a dark
tody approaching the agon train from the
south west. "If they're Apaehes, Ross,
we want to keep our distance for the
present.
"Ycs,' WIS the reponse. "We'n watch
them from this point"
! It was soon distinctly seen that the NOV
ing mnss was a band of savages, and some
CONSERVATION seemed to prevail among the
einigrants. 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 intentions of the
Indians seemed to be peaceful; but sud-
/ denly yell rent the air, and the report Of
| firearms followed.
Heavens they're massacreing the
whites!' cried Ross. I'VE must help them,
Kyle"
"No" was the response. "They are do
! ing the work you were 20 DO"
! 81 care not cried the young hunter. 81
want to see that girl. They shall not kill
/ her.
He unslung his carbine, and gave his steed
! the shining spurs.
! "He is mad - circulated Bains, dashins
after him. but III follow him to the
/ gates OF Hales u
! He soon caught up with the excited
Ohioan, and together the twain dashed
among the coInhretarts, and dealt deadly
bows right and left. Several wagons were
already IN fiamas. and the emigrants
were fighting for their families like
tigers.
Suddenly Chalhert Ross heard his
name called in wesns.n's desparing
tone.
! He turned and behold white face in
one Of the shattered wagons.
The next instsnt. re ,aa,!less of the l.uces
that glittercd about him, be cleared d plel1
and WAS alon ssid,.
"Klter' he cried, chow camo you
here ?''
81 had hoped to fn1 you. Cha!5er.," was
The weak reply "i lcft Bncna Vistt-My
God look, for your life -
IL turned and struck the lance aside
and slew the Apache whose hands cirtchei
il Inadiy. Thon a press of foes bore him
back; but again, aftc- minutes des, or..ts
fighting, he came to t'Ie wagon.
Kate Aylcs.orl'5 f,lco Vas ss.I. there; but
il was so very pale.
"Ha.e K .te -
No answ--. H. liftei her head, and
then cried:
: Dead the dsgils have sllir the woman
loved -
How madly he tunnel, then, and
how fcrcely he foaght, the reader can
tell.
By-and-by the fortunes of battle
brought HIM face to face with KYLE
Blins.
Gomez he cried, we must es-
cape
Agreed y s1id The giant, aI,d the twc
men fought themselves clear of foes, and
rode away like 5he wind.
Holly the Indians pursued; but they
never caught tno men who, for the life
of Erte Aylesford, took terrible ven
| geance.
She WAS Chalbert Ross Ohio love; hers
w2s the face on the medallion, and it was
her life that Tie silver hunter had promised
Neva to take.
The Indian girl never met the hunters
again. In their hunt for vengeance they
forgot the lost mine, and years afterwar1
man with gray hairs entered the village
of Buena Vista.
1t was Chalbert r IS, and he told a tale
Of vengeance that Chilled many heart
Kyle Bains fell before an Apache arrow
but not until he could boast of satisfying
his hatred Of the red race.
Where Kate Aylesfort sleeps 1 do not
know but there is an old n..n wlo could
tell yoa, reader.
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