Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1888-08-22


rades.
Peggy sceamed and ran away
but was soon overtaken and captured
in spite of her struggles, and she
fought desperately, believing that she
was to be instantly murdered. Mar
ian stood with folded arms, flashing
eyes and fearless, defiant face
Only once she looked toward Camp
Marian, and breathed prayer that
the steps which she knew would ere
long follow her trail, might be guided
Alright. Roughly Selling captives
one on each side, they hurried them
away, jeering Peggy's negro features
and woody hair.
"You can larf all you wants to, y
she cried Indignantly, in spite of her
fear. "You can't say noffin' on count
oh color, uohow."
On they went, through tangled
thickets and over Jagged rocks, until
their shoes were worn and their feet
cut and bleeding.
The savages laughed at their distress
and goaded them along with sharpen.
ed sticks.
To make their situation more awful
one of their captors, n young brave
upon his first warpatb, made love to
Marian, bluntly telling her that he
intended to make her his sGuaw when
they reached their camp among the
Big Horn Mountains. and Peggy
should be the medicine mans servant
Medicine man's--debbil !" cried
Peggy de6antly. ] guess / make
him b'libe he cotched him
But the warriors affectionate threat
aroused Marian from the stupor OF
despair and she slyly made her trail
as distinct as possible, breaking twig:
and sinking her feet as deeply in the
soft earth as possible.
Meanwhile the shades of night fell
upon mountain and valley; the min.
ers returned to camp, but the girl:
were missing.
"Why didn't you signal to usr
roared Mr.. Wilde, shaking his fist in
the sentinel's face. "Get out search
party! Why don't somebody dc
something's Slocum %
Eyes, sir" answered Ben quietly
from the corner where he was exam
lining rifle and pistols.
Bring me my child and she shall
be your wife," cried the father in
desperation.
"Do you mean it, sir?' asked Ben
advancing step or two.
81 swear it," said Mr.. Wilde sol.
EMMY.
Meet me at Devils Den as soon a,
possible. If am not there wait foI
me-" said Ben briefly, as he left the
room and camp.
THAT boy'll go to sartin destruct
ion less his luck has changed" grum
bled old Bill, catching up rifle and
starting after him. "I'll have ter q
and take care of his scalplock,"
Ben and old Bill strobe on in sill
ence. They could follow no trail in
that dense darkness, but the old scout
knew every step of the way, anc
made for point where they expected
the Indians to make halt.
Nor were they mistaken. The
four Indians were merely spies from
a large war party, encamped more
than fifty miles away, and they were
seated around their fire in careles,
security. Bill and the young lovel
gave one glance towards the rocl
where Marian and Peggy wept, anC
then grimly raised their rifles ant
aimed at the two braves nearest them
The reports came ut the same in
slant, and were mingled with tive
startled death yells.
The girls sprang up joyfully, anc
the remaining Indians seized thei
tomahawks. Then began contes
which no pen can describe. The res
cuers we're afraid to use frearm,
through fear of hurting those whom
they had come TO save. They trusted
to their keen hunting-knives anc
frontier skill, and they triumphed.
81 knew you would come" sale
Marian fondIy, as she turned with q
shudder from the CHASTITY corpses o
the Indians.
And he's armed the right to tax,
keer of ye forever" said Bill bluntly
The gray morning light was break
ing in the east when the party cam,
in sight of Devils Den.
"The Lord bless yc, massa. In
done clar beat out" said Peggy speak
ing for the first time since her rescue.
81 shall keep my promise, Slocum,
said Mr.. Wilde, stepping forward anc
joining hands Of the lovers, amid th'