Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1884-02-23
run with a low nose to the ground.
Move on, friends; the sun is getting
behind the hills" ln.-. Gil - p

move on, 1rlenQs the sun Is getting
behind the hills" hraro off "a
"Is there nothing that / can do?"
demanded Hayward. u I sf
"Youw repeated the scout; eyes,
you can keep in our rear, and be care
full not to cross the trail"
Before they had proceeded many
rods, the Indians stopped, and ap-
peared to gaze at some signs on the
earth, with their usual keenness.
'They have found the little foott'
exclaimed the scout. "What have
we hear? An adjustment has been
planted in the spot! No, by the
truest rifle on the frontier, here have
been them one-sided horses again!
Now the whole secret is ont, and all
is plain as the north star at midnight.
Yes, here they have mounted. There
the beasts have been bound to sap
ling, in waiting; and yonder runs the
broad path away to the north, in full
sweep Of the Canadas." H7 s'a 10
"But still there are no signs of
Alice-of the younger Miss Munro"
said Duncan.
"Unless the shining bauble Uncas
has just lifted from the ground should
prove one. Pass it this way, lad
that we may look at it" =
Hayward instantly knew it for a
trinket that Alice was fond of wear
ing, which he recollected, with the
tenacious memory of lover, to have
seen, on the fatal morning Of the
massacre, dangling from the fair
neck of his mistress. He seized the
jewel and as he proclaimed the fact,
it vanished from the eyes of the Won
dering scout, who in vain looked for
it on the ground, long after it was
pressed against the beating heart Of
Duncan. ..
"Pshaw p said the disappointed
Hawk-eye; "tis certain sign of age,
when the sight begins to weaken.
Such glittering gewgaw, and not to
be seen! Well, well, / can squint
along clouded barrel yet, and that is
enough to settle all disputes between
me and the Mingoes. / should like
to find the thing, too, if it were only
to carry it to the right owner, and
that would be bringing the two ends
of what l call long trail together;
for by this time the broad St. Law
renee, Or perhaps the Great Lakes
themselves, are atwixt us"
$50 much more reason why we
should not delay our march" return
ed Hayward; "let us proceed"
"Young blood and hot blood, they
say, are much the same thing. We
are not about to start on a squirrel
hunt, or to drive deer into the Hor-
lean, but outlie for days and nights,
and to stretch across a wilderness
where the feet of mem seldom go.
We will 60 back and light our fire
tonight III the ruins Of the old fort,
and in the morning we shall be fresh,
and ready to undertake our work like
men, and not like babbling women
and eager boys
Hayward saw, by the manner of
the scout, that alteration would be
useless, Munro had again suk into
that sort Of apathy which had beset
him since his late overwhelming
misfortunes, and from which he was
apparently to be reused by some new
and powerful excitement.
CHAPTER XIX.
Salar. Why am sure, if he forfeit, thou
wilt not take his flesh? What's that good
for?
Shy. To bait fish withal: if it will feed
nothing else it will feed my revenge.
-jShakespears.
The shades of evening had come
to increase the dreariness of the
place, when the party entered the
ruins of William Henry.
While Hawk-eye and the Indians
lighted their fire and took their even
ing's repast, frugal meal of dried
bears meat, the young man paid a
visit to that curtain of the dilapidated
fort which looked out on tho sheet Of
the Horican.
Of this scene, so chillingly in ac-
cordance with the past, Duncan
stood for many minutes a rapt OBJ
server. At length swift trampling
seemed, quite audibly, torush athwart
the darkness. Unable any longer to
quiet his uneasiness, Duncan spoke
to the scout, requesting him to ascend
the mound. Hawk-eye complied.