San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-03-16

YOUNG GEORGE SPENCER was tall. active
aud cOmpactIy built, and lived i'm the year
1891 in the it'll" Village Of Salem, Nassu-
ChuSCtts. The young man was leaving home
to return 10 the forest. some six miles distant,
to get fine buck hat he had killed the day hr-
fore. Having arrived at the place he was de
lighted 10 find that the wolves had not diSCOy-
cred his prize, and hastily throwing the rein
over his horses head, he diSmUuntcd and pro
CCedCd to sharpen his knives. As he was try
ing the blade h" heard Il slight CruCkIc Of Il dry
twig, and before he could turn to got histruStv
rifle he was surrounded 10y twenty rcd painted
savagCS. Before he could discharge his rifle
he was seized and bound, and tied on the back
of very poor horse. The red devils then tied
the buck 10 the back of another and after
four days jOurnCying arrived at the camp.
The prisoner was conducted to log nut and
placed under guard of tall, powerful warrior
iwhO seemed to EIOat over his white brothers
captivity, and an old sguuw, who told the
young man in broken English that il was the
palctace' last night below. She then left and
put on fresh fuel and stirred up the fire.
Poor Spencer knew fun well that at sunrise
he would be put to the most fearful fortunes,
and that he must either escape before morn
ing or die terrible death. Spencer waited
and listened for hours, until at last everything
became quiet, and nothing was heard but the
scrCcCh-Owl on some distant tree The hut
being made of logs offered no possible escape
except through the door before which lay the
Indian guard wrapped i'm his blanket with his
rifle by his side, ready for instant use. Visions
of home came up before the young man: of
us sNttlutdIi ana MS utNf on nltlngr, VINO,
as his father was dead, would bc left without
support, and the young man determined to
lose no chance of escaping. CHANGING around
he noticed hatchet lying ON the floor: to get
IL was the object which he at last accomplished
by reaching it with his feet Finding il quite
sharp, he soon severed his bonds, and without
waiting jumped toward the guard whose quick
ear detected the movement, and he had risen
on his elbow; but Spencer was too quick and
the Ratchet descended on his head and he
sank back dead without oven Il grOan. The
old squaw, who also was mapping. now awO,e
and started to give the alarm, but Spencer
realizing his danger was equal to the CmCr-
gency, aud with one bound he was upon her
and laid her dead with one blow. Alternating
moment he stole quietly out and Cropt eau
uOusly through the camp, and after travelling
four days, with little or nothing to eat he he
came so exhausted that he sat down 10 rest
and drink by the clear stream which flowed
at his iCct. Feeling a sudden faiutur~s Green.
lag over him, he was about to Ill Spuir when
he saw something glistcniug In tho sunsets
glow, which made mis- heart thrub with de-
light: There. swinging in the uutumn's light
was Uncle EmcrsOn's three golden balls
Saved! Saved.l Savcd!,, he exclaimed aud
in few moments Uncle Emerson had hitchCd
up the team, loaned him two dollars and 10
cent pistol and delivered him safely to his
mother and sweetheart. Emerson holds the
bridge to help the bows Ovcr-You bet!