San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-02-11

YOUNG GEORGE SPENCER was tall. active
and CUmpaCtly built, and lived in the wear
1871, In the little Village of Salem. Massa-
chusettS. The young man was leaving home
TO return to the forest some six miles distant
to get a 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
ceeded TO sharpen his knives. As he was try
ing the blade he heard slight craCkIc Of a dry
twig, and before he could turn to get his irustT
rifle, he was surrounded by twenty red painted
sayagcs. Before he could discharge his rifle
lac was seized and bound, and tied on the back
OF Il very poor horse. The red devils then tied
The buck TO the back Of another. and after
Tour days iOurncyIng arrived at the Cump
IN" prisoner was conducted to a log hut and
placed under guard of Il tall. powerful warrior
who seemed to elU0t over his white brothers
captivity, and an old SQuaw, who told the
young man in broken English that il was the
palclHCe's last night below. She then left and
put on fresh fuel and stirred IN the fire
Poor Spencer knew fun well that at sunrise
he would be put to the most fearful turturrs
and that he must either escape before morn.
ing or die a terrible death. Spencer waited
ana listened for hours, until at last everything
became quiet, and nothing was heard but the
screCch-OWl on some distant tree. The hut
being made of logs offered no possible cscone
except through the door, before which luy the
Indian guard wrapped in his blanket with his
rlte by his side, ready for instant use Visions
OF nome came up before the young man. of
his sweetheart and his dear old mother. who
rs his father was dead, would he left without
u support, and the young man determined to
lose no chance of escaping. CHANGING around
he noticed Ratchet lying on the floor: to get
II was the object which he at lust Accomplished
10y reaching 1t with his feet. Finding II quite
sharp, he soon severed his bonds, and without
waiting jumped toward the guard, whose Uuick
ear detected the movement and he had risen
ON his elbow; but Spencer was too quick and
the hatchCt descended on his head and ne
sank back dead without even groan. The
Old Squaw, who also was mapping now awOkc
ana started to give the alarm but Spencer
realizing his danger was equal to the cmrr-
gcncy, and with one bound he was Upou her
and laid Ter dead with one blow. After waiting
moment he stole quietly out and crept eau
uOusly through the camp, and after travelling
four days, with little or nothing to cat. he he
came so exhausted that he sat down to resi-
and drink by the clear stream which flowed
at his feet Feeling a sudden faintncss Green.
ing over him, he was about TO diSpair. when
he saw something glistening in the sunsets
glow, which made mis- heart throb with de-
light: There, swinging in the autumn's light
was Uncle EmersOn's three golden balls
Saved! Saved!! Saved!! he exclaimed. and
in few moments Uncle Emerson had hitched
mp the team, loaned him two dollars and "A an
cent pistol, and delivered him safely TO his
mother and sweetheart. Emerson holds the
bridge to help the boys Over-You bet!