The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1886-03-11

the dim starlight nsoving toward the little
log habitation.
They were Sioux, in war-paint and
feathers.
The trappers are not here, Elmer; what
Is to,be done?' Mrs. Hazen whispered.
"Look out for our own safety, suppose;
but l don't like TO go and leave al we have
in the hands OF those red skinned wretches.
believe that"
there's the horn" the wife interrupted.
II believe heard it. too, Eliza"
"The sound came from long way off,
"Yes; fully a mile distant"
Scan they reach as In time to save the
cabin?"
Fifteen minutes will bring the trappers
to US, and then il will be nearly daylight.
See how It is beaming up in the east now"
The single blast of the horn came TO
them again, after little time, and il
sounded nearer than before.
Ten minutes of suspense, and then the
settlers were awakened to the fact that the
Sioux had begun work in good earnest
A glow of light came from the cabin
window, and then cloud of smoke arose.
"The house is on fire, Eliza!" the wood
man exclaimed, leaping from his hiding
place and starting toward the cabin.
A better thought took possession Of him
very soon, and he turned back.
II will not leave you here alone; prowl-
ers may be about" he said, seating himself
upon great moss-covered rock.
The wife and child stood beside the
bowlder and gazed upon the scene Of de-
struction.
The volume of smoke increased, and
then small, forked tongues Of flame flashed
out.
Just then volley Of firearms broke the
quiet of the morning hour, and yell OF
anguish followed.
The trappers were armed with rifles and
revolvers, and the battle was sharp and de-
cisive.
The savages in their gloatings over the
worhof the fire-fend were taken by sur
prise, and four of them went down at the
first onset, the fifth plunged madly, wildly
away.
Elmer Hazen was about to go to the aid
of the trappers when he saw the figure of
Sioux come bounding directly toward him.
The settler. brought his rifle quickly up
and fired.
The warrior did not slacken his speed at
all, but leaped ahead with wild, whirlinq
motion.
AS he drew near il seemed as If his eyes
would bulge from their sockets.
His arms were held aloft and his lips
were separated by nervous contraction 30
as to show set of pearly white teeth.
1t was grim, horrifying object that came
dashing down to them, and somehow those
who watched were wonder struck instead of
being intimidated.
A few leaps more and the savage fell at
the feet of the trio.
Before the woodman had time to fully
comprehend the situation the savage turned
his face upward and gurgled out the name:
elmer Hazen!"
Husband and wife started.
They would have spoken, but moan
came from the wounded brave and attracted
their attention. He was struggling for
breath.
With a painful effort he drew from the
pocket of his hunting frock gold snuff
box, and holding il up until he felt it taken
from his hand, fell back and lay quiet
"Open the box, Elmer" the wife ex-
claimed; lit may contain the Indians pan
acea for wounds"
"He is past the aid of earthly remedies, +"
was the reply of Mr.. Hazen, taking the red
mans hand; 'the fellow is dead"
The box, however, was opened, but it
contained only piece of paper, yet that
little object made the eyes of the wondering
couple open widely.
able to Elmer Hazen and Endorsed by An
son Gale. The golden box also contained
the name of the old Californian engraved
upon the inner side Of the cover.
The forester stopped over the PROSTATE
form, and in a. few seconds had barred a
white breast.
Morales, the SpaniardF"
The name was pronounced by the wood
man in a hoarse whisper.
"He has followed us to his own destruc-
ton"
"Then it was really he who killed Arson
Gale but why did he not get the money!
the wife asked.
"He could not. He doubtless intended
to make the old Californian indOrse the
paper to him, but reached the room too
late, and now see his plan in the Inst
move. He has followed me to get the in
dorsement of myself. With the Indians at
his back, he evidently intended to make me
assign it to him as a condition for saving
my life; but had he succeeded in that, he
would have murdered us all to cover up the
crime; see, the trappers are coming this
way"
The story was soon told TO the Interested
hunters, who surrounded the fallen Span
lard.
Before the sun was far mp the bodies of
the five who had come to destroy were
buried, and the defenders of the exiled
family rewarded.
No delay was made I'm ending the hermit
age.
The cloud upon the fife of Elmer Hazen
was lifted, and he went back to civilization
| to enjoy the new fortune that had come to
him in such o. singular manner.-ChicGgo
Ledger.