Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-02-24

did not desert him. He knew that if the
savage were alone, his sisters sole chance
OF life lay in the Indians not discovering
that he was pursued
He ran to the edge of the bushes that
sklrted the potatoes, and looked out. The
redskin was dragging Abby after him by
her wrists, and was just entering the
woods on the further side, going out
toward the river.
From this, Jason concluded that the
Indian had come down the stream in a
canoe, which he had probably left not far
OH II the savage should regain his
canoe, Jason's only chance would be to
shoot him from the bank. This he re-
solved to attempt.
Not much more than mile above the
clearing, the river makes great
bend, and at one point is quite swift and
narrow. Making a circuit through the
woods. Jason ran to intercept the Indian
at the bend.
Jason saw the savage's sharp eyes scans
ing the bushes, but he did not fire, let
he should shoot his sister.
Though bafflsd by this trick, the bold
boy has not disheartened. Three or four
miles farther up the river was a rapid,
where the channel was brok > by lodges
and large powders, against which, near
the upper end of the broken water, were
piled great heaps of drift-logs and brush.
Jase had trapped there and knew the
place we'll.
There were three piles of drift in the
stream at that point; one near the right
bank, another on ledge little farther
out, and few rods higher up, and a
| third one lodged against two enormous
rocks. still nearer the opposite bank.
| It was between these banks and the
shore that boats and canoes going up the
river usually passed. For the current
was here neither SO strong nor 50 swift,
but flowed smoothly over pebbly bot
tom.
he was right in his conjecture, for he
had but just crept through some thick
alders on the bank, when he saw canoe
coming swiftly up the stream. The In
dams paddle glittered in the sun as he
sat in the stern, and, with quick, strong
strokes, propelled the little craft against
the current. He could see his little sis
ter crouching in the middle of the canoe,
with her head muffled in some coarse
cloth.
Jase cooked his gun, and, with the
greatest caution, brought the piece to bear
on the savage, determined to fire the in
slant he came near enough,
But the wary Indian either heard some
sound fIom the shore, or suspected dan
ger at this narrow point in the channel,
for. before he had come within range,
Jase saw him creep forward and crouch
beside his captive, in such manner as
to shield his.own body with hers
With line, a canoe or boat could be
pulled up against the current; and the
water was not so deep but that man
could wade and draw boat after him.
To shoot at the savage when he drew his
canoe up the rapids was Jase's next
thought.
After a hot run, he came out near the
rapids, and easily waded across to the
first pile of drift. There were rocks on
which he was able to Jump to the second
OF three. But it was only by waiding
that he was able to get to the farthest
drift pile, the point he wished to reach
Several times he was nearly swept
away by stumbling over the slippery
rocks upon the bottom. But he got
over, and, hiding himself partly under
some Of the brush, and behind an old
titled-up stump, he lay in wait for the
Indian.
From this lurking place he could not
see down stream; but in about twenty
minutes he heard the Indian wading in
the rapid, splashing his way up, pulling
the canoe after him.
A minute more. and Jase caught sight
OF him-bent over as he carefully plant
ed his moccaslned feet among the slip
perry stones ON the bottom. He had the
line over one shoulder, and the canoe,
with Abby, was ten or twelve feet behind
him. The girl was now sobbing bitterly
quite despairng of escape or rescue
The Indian had come within thirty or
forty feet of Jase, but at that moment his
quick ear caught some sound from the
drift-heap. He stopped and turned
sharply round.
This was Jases chance. Before the
savage could stir, the young backwoods
man had fired at him. And it was a
most fortunate shot-for Abby Flint, at
least.
Jase had hit the Indian in vital part.
Uttering dreadful cry of pain, the saw
age let 60 the line, and attempted to
reach the drift-heap; but being SO severe
ly wounded, he lost his footing and roll
ed down the rapid.
The canoe, too, caught sideways by the
current, was upset, and Abby, clutchiug
at the gunwale, which was wound with
basket-stuff, was carried with it into an
eddy beneath the other bank.
''Hang on to it Abby!' were the first
words she heard from her brother
Jase had waded into the stream, and
crossing over, he seized hold of the canoe;
but stepping into deep hole near the
eddy, both he and his sister sank com
pletely out Of sight. For a momont
they were near drowning. The boy strug-
gled out, however, and pulled his sister
to the shore.
! Neither of them saw anything more of
the Indian. Probably he was carried
into the deep water below the rapid and
was drowned
| wish had been able to learn more
Of the subsequent career OF Of Jase Flint;
but could only learn at Duluth that he
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