San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-01-26

YOI'NG GEORGE SPENCER was tall. active
and cumpuctly built, and lived in the year
1851. in tine little Village OF Salem, MasSa-
chuscttS. The young man was leaving home
to return to the forest, some six miles distant,
to get Il fine buck that he had killed the day be-
fore. Having arrived at the place he was de-
lighted to find that the wolves had not dscov-
cred his prize. and hastily throwing the rein
over his horses head he dismOunted and pro-
cecdcd to sharpen his knives. As he was try
ing the blade he heard slight cracklc of Il dry
twig. and before he could turn to get his trusty
rifle, he was surrounded by twenty red painted
savagcS. Before he could discharge his rife
he was seized and bound. and tied ON the back
of very poor horse. The red devils then tied
the buck to the back of another, and after
four days jOurneying arrived at the camp.
The prisoner was conducted to u log hut and
placed under guard of Il tall, powerful warrior
twhO seemed To glOat over his white brothers
captivity, and an old squaw, who told the
young man In broken English that il was the
puIeiuCC : last night below. She then left and
pat on fresh fuel and stirred up the fire.
Poor spencer knew full 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, aud nothing was heard but the
~crccch-owl on som" distant tree. The hut
being made of logs offered no possible escape
except through the door, before which lay the
Indian guard wrapped in his blanket with his
rifle 10y his side, ready for instant use. Visions
Of home came mp before the young man; of
his sweetheart and his dear old mother, who.
II support and the young man determined to
lose no chance of escaping. CHANGING around
he noticed hatChet lying on the floor: to get
it was the object which he AT last accomplished
by reaching il with his feet. Finding it 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 hatChrt descended ON his head, and he
sank back dead without even Il grUan. The
old sGuuw, who also was mapping. now awOkC
and started to give the alarm, but Spencer
realizing his danger was equal to the cmcr-
gcnCy. and with one bound he was upon her
and laid her dead with one blow. After waiting
Il moment he stole quietly out and crept eau
tiOuSly through the camp, and after travelling
four days. with little or nothing to eat he be-
came so exhausted that he sat down to rest
and drink 10y the clear stream which flowed
at his feet. Feeling II sudden iaintnCss creep
ing over him, he was about to dspuir when
he saw something glistCning in the sunsets
glow, which made mis- heart thrOb with de-
light: There, swinging in the autumm's light
was Uncle EmCrSOns three golden balls.
Saved Saved! Saved!. he exclaimed, and
in few moments Uncle Emerson had hitched
up the team. loaned him two dollars and II 80
cent pistol, and delivered him safely to his
mother and sweetheart. Emerson hollis the
bridge to help the boys Ovcr-lOu bet!