San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-01-25

YOUNG GEORGE SPENCER was tail, active
and COmpaCtly buiit, aud lived in the year
1921, in the little village OF salem, Massa-
ChusCtts. The young man was leaving home
10 Te.urn to the forest some six miles distant,
TO get a fine buck that nc had killed the day be-
fore. Having arrived al the place he was de-
lighted to find that the wolves haS not disCOy-
cred his prize, and hastily throwing the rein
over his horses head, he dismOunted and pro-
ceedcd to sharpen his knives. As he try
ing the blade he heard n slight crackie Of dry
twig and before he could turn 20 get his trllsty
rife, nc was surrounded 10y twenty red painted
savagcs. 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 jOurneying arrived at the camp;
The prisoner was conducted to log hut and
placed under guard of a tall, powerful warrior
who seemed to glOat over his white brothers
captivity, and an old squaw, who told the
young man in broken English that IL was the
paleiHcC'S last night below. She then left and
put 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 a 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 in his blanket with his
rifle 10y his side, ready for instant use. Visions
of home came up before the young man; OF
his sweetheart and his dear old mother, who,
rs his father was deul, would DC lett WllnOul
a support, and the young man determined to
lose no chance of escaping. CHANGING around
he noticed a Ratchet lying on the floor: to get
il was the object which he at last accomplished
by reaching IL with his feet. Finding 1t 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 hatchCt descended on his head, and he
sank back dead without even q 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 emer-
gency and with one bound he was upon her
and laid her dead with one blow. After waiting
Il moment he stole quietly out and crcpt 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 by the clear stream which flowed
at his feet. Feeling IL sudden fantnCss creep
ing over him. he was about to despair, when
he saw something glistCning in the sunsets
glow, which made his heart thrOb with de-
light There, swinging in the autumn's light
was Uncle EmCrson's three golden balls.
Saved, saved. SuNed!!! he exclaimed, and
in few moments Uncle Emerson had hitched
up the team. loaned him two dollars and a ~
cent pistol, ana delivered him safely to his
mother and sweetheart. Emerson holds the
bridge to help the boys Over-lOu bet