Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1884-02-16

IN some measure succeeded, tnougn
far too many suffered their unloaded
muskets to be torn from their hands,
in the vain hope Of appeasing the
savages.
In such scene none had leisure to
note the fleeting moments. On every
side arose shrieks, groans, exhorta-
tions, and curses. At this moment,
Alice caught a glimpse of the vast
form of her father, moving rapidly
across the plain, in the direction of
the French army. He was, in truth,
proceeding to Montcalm, fearless of
every danger, to claim the tsrdy
escort, for which he had before con-
ditioned.
"Father-father- we are here !"
shrieked Alice, as he passed, at no
great distance, without appearing to
heed them. "Come to us father, or
we diew
The cry was repeated, and in terms
and tones that might have melted q
heart of stone, but it was unanswered.
"Lady," said Gsmut, who helpless
and useless as he was, had not yet
dreamed Of deserting his trust, "it is
the Jubilee of the devil, and this is
not meet place for Christians to
tarry in. Let us up and fly"
"Go," said Cora, still gazing at her
unconscious sister; "save thyself.
To me thou canst be of no further
use." -.s..
David comprehended the unyield-
ing character Of her resolution, BY
the simple but expressive, ges-
ture that accompanied her words.
''If the Jewish boy might tame the
evil spirit of Saul by the sound of
his harp, and the words of sacrd song,
it may not be amiss," he said, "to
try the potency of the music here"
Then raising his voice to it's high
est tones, he poured out o strain
so powerful as to be heard even amid
the din of that bloody field.
The unwonted sounds caught the
ears of a distant savage, who few
raging from group to group, like one
who, scorning to touch the vulgar
herd, hunted for some victim more
worthy of his renown. Itwas Msgua,
who uttered yell of pleasure when
he beheld his ancient prisoners again
at his mercy.
''Come," he said, laying his soiled
hands Oh the dress of Cora, "the wig
wan of the Huron is still open. Is
it not better than this place."
"Away:" cried Cora, yelling her
eyes from his revolving aspect.
The Indian laughed tauntingly,
as he held up his reeking hand, and
answered, sit is red, but it is
from white veins?"
"Monster! there is blood, oceans
of blood, upon thy soul; thy spirit
has moved this scene"
"Magua ls a great chief" return
ed the exulting savage Twill the
dark hair 60 to his tribe?"
"Never! strike, if thou wilt, and
complete thy revenge"
He hesitated a moment; and then
catching the light and senseless form
of Alice in his arms, the subtle In
dian moved swiftly across the plain
towards the woods.
"Hold!" shrieked Cora, following
wildly on his footsteps; "release
the child! wretch! what is it you
do?"
But Magua was deaf to her voice;
or, rather, he knew his power, and
was determined to maintain it.
"Stay-lady-stay," called Gamut,
after the unconsclous Cora. "The
holy charm is beginning to be felt,
and soon shalt thou see this horrid
tumult stilled."
Magua, who knew how to advoid
the more pressing dangers, and also
to elude pursuit, entered the woods
through low ravine, where he
quickly found the Narragansetts,
which the travellers had abandoned
so shortly before, awaiting his ap-
pearance, in custody of a savage as
fierce and as mallgn in his expression
as himself. Laying Alice on one of
the horses, he made sign to Cora to
mount the other.
Notwithstanding the horror ex-
cited by the presence of her captor,
there was present relief in escaping
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