Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1877-11-30
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Whole Number 1856

his ride for life, and the falling of his
horse, bis struggle in the snow. and
his breaking into the protected space
where he lay.
The storm lasted all day and far
into the succeeding night. Allan ate
slightly, queHched bis thirst with a
few drops of water obtained bV
melting snow in the palm of his
hand and began casting about for
means to get out. He soon found
that to dig his way mp through the
mass of snow that filed the cellar
was beyond his powers. IF he could
have made a succession of footholds,
the task would have been easy; but
all his efforts only tended to fill his
retreat, without bringing him nearer
the air. As soon as he saw this he
gave himself up to calmly waiting
for help from without.
The second morning of his impris-
Onment broke clear and cheerful.
and Mr.. DeVIns set out to search for
traces of his boy. He visited the In
mans and learned the particulars of
Allan's stay and departure, then
mournfu,ly turned his face home
ward, his heart filled with despair.
When he emerged from the forest
into the clearing he met the Indian
who bad visited HIM few days be-
fore, and he told the red man of Al
Ian's loss. The Indian stood a mo-
ment in deep thought, and then
asked:
"No horse, no boy back thereP"
pointing to the road just traversed
by Mr.. Devins.
"No. / have looked carefully,
and if there had been a trace left By
the recent storm | should have de-
tected it."
"Ugh! Well, me come over the
hill; nothing that way either; then
they here"
"Why do you think soP"
"Ah! me know wolves. When Al
Ian come to the place they ahead;
horse turn; wolves caught 'em this
side of woods; we look there" and
Tayenathonto pointed to the very
course taken by the. horse and rider.
1t so happened when Allen was
thrown from the horses back that
his rifle few from his hand and
struck, muzzle down in a hollow
stump, where, imbedded in the snow,
1t stood like a sign to mark the
scene of the last struggle of the lost
boy. The snow had whitened all
its hither side. When the Indian
came abreast of it he cried:
Told you sol See! Allan's gunl
And here rest of 'em," pointing to
a little heap over the RUNS of the
cabin. Kicking the snow hastily
aside, the Indian examined the
ground carefully a moment, and
then said:
"No, only horse; Allan further
on"
The Indian, with head bent down,
walked quickly forward, threw up
his arms, and disappeared. He had
stepped over the clean edge of the
cellar, and sunk exactly as Allan
had. A few desperate plunges suf-
feed to take the strong Indian
through the intervening snow and
into the cellar, where Allan, Just
rousing from his second sleep, sat
bolt upright. The Indians coming
disturbed the snow so that = glim.
mer of light penetrted into the dark
space. Allan supposed a wolf had
found its way down there, and has
tily drew his large knife, bracing
himself for an encounter.
The Indian sputtered, thrashed
about to clear himself from the
snow, and in so doing raped his
head smartly against the low ceiling
of logs.
"Waughl waugh" exclaimed he.
''Too much lows Indian break 'em
head; look out"
Allan instantly recognized the
voice of the Indian, his cOmrade on
many fishing and hunting tour.
sTayenathontO!''h he cried ;''dear old
fellow, who would thoughtof yog
finding mel"
The Indian quietly replied;
eTayenathonto no find; come
like wstsrfally couldn't help his
self"
A very few minutes sufieed to put
both on the surface again, where Al
Ian was received "Like one come
from the dead" and closely folded
in his fathers arms, the Joy of that
embrace! The past grief and suffer.
ing were forgotten in the bliss OF
that moment.
The Indian had to return with the
bsppy father and son to their bone,
where he was hailed as Allan'B res
cuer, and enjoyed to the full share
of the festivities,
In after years Allan married Es-
ther Inman, and now, by the 6reslde
in winter, he tells his grandchildren
of his escape from the wolves, and
the little ones never tire Of Petting
their faithful old Tayenathonto,