San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-02-26
A Very Close Shave.

YOUNG GEORGE SPENCER was tail. active
and c0mpactly built and lived in the year
1881, I'm the little Village Of Salem, Massa-
chusctts. The young man was leaving home
10 return to the forest, some six miles distant,
TO get fine buck that ne had killed the dag be-
fore Having arrived nj the place he was de-
lighted to md that the wolves had not dsCOv-
cred his prize, and hastily throwing the rein
over his horses head, he diSmOuntrd and pro-
ceeded TO sharpen his knives. As he was try
ing the blade he heard slight Crackc OF dry
twlg, ana before he could turn to get his trustV
rifle, he was surrounded by twenty red painted
ssvages. Before he could discharge his rifle
he was seized and bound, and tied on the back
of a very poor horse. The red devils then tied
the buck to the back of another. and after
four days jOurnCying arrived at the camp.
the prisoner was conducted to log hut and
placed under guard of tall, powerful warrior
lWhO seemed to gOat over his white brothers
captivity, and an old sQuaw, who told the
young man i'm broken English that il was the
paleiace $ last night below. She then left aud
put on fresh fuel and stirred IN the fire
Poor Spencer knew full well that at sunrise
he would be put to the most fearful fortunes
ana That he must either escape before morn
ing or die a terrible death. spencer waited
and listened for hours, until at last everything
became quiet, and nothing was heard but the
screech-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 in his blanket with his
rifle by his side, ready for instant use Visions
OF nome came up before the young man; of
II.
as his father was dead, would be left without
a support, and the young man determined to
lose no chance of escaping. CHANGING around
he noticed hatchct lying on the floor: to get
II was the object which he at last accomplished
by reaching 1t 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 hatchGt descended on his head, and ne
sank back dead without even a grOan. The
old squaw, who also was mapping, now awOke
and started to give the alarm, but Spencer
realizing his danger was equal To the CmCr-
gency, and with one bound he was upon her
and laid her dead with one blow. After waiting
q 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 10 rest
and drink by the clear stream which flowed
at his feet. Feeling sudden faintnesS creep.
ing over him, he was about to despair, when
he saw something glistening in the sunsets
glow, which made mis- heart thrub with de-
light: There, swinging in the autumn's light
was Uncle Emerson's three golden balls.
Savedl Saved! Saved!! he exclaimed, and
in few moments Uncle Emerson had hitched
up the team, loaned him two dollars and a 10
cent pistol, and delivered him safely to his
mother and sweetheart. Emerson holds the
bridge to help the bows Over-You betI