The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1889-05-25


pleading in plaintive. wailing accents
for mamma, mamma, mammam
The sound of my lamentations at
tracted the attention of q score of half
naked. sleepy looking Indians, who
rushed pell nell from their cabins to
learn the cause of the unusual commo-
ton, and to them renewed my pleading.
'No sabev' was all 1 could get out OF
them, and I returned to the door again.
knowing that Jack could at least under
stand me.
He gave me no answer, however, con-
tenting himself with holding an ami
mated confab in his own dialect with his
comrades ON the outside What they
were talking about of course could not
tell; but was not to be kept long in ig-
norance; for l was suddenly seized
dragged to an adjoining hut, and rudely
thrust inside. With the sound of the
key turning in the lock as l was made a
prisoner, the feeble wall of my child
ringing in my ears, fainted-the inten-
sity of my mental anguish was more
than l could endure.
How long 1 lay thus 1 do not know,
but when / awoke to consciousness all
was silent listenened, but could not
hear my child's plaintive cry in the adj
joining hut. A horrible thought flashed
into my mind. Had the demon Jack
killed him?
My distracted mind had not yet found
the answer when the sound of my door
being unlocked was heard, and the next
moment Jack entered my presence,
locking the door after him. rushed to-
ward him, and frantically grasped his
arm. "My boy Where is he? What
have you done with him?'
The Indian shook me rudely away.
"Ugh!" grunted he. "Boy no goodl Too
much yahl yahl all time-d--- boyl"
would not thus be put off, and still
assailed him with my entreaties. He
endured it with stolid indifference for
several moments, and then, as if prompt
ed by an uncomfortable impulse, took one
hasty stride toward me and rudely
clutched my arm. "You tell Jail man
let my Julia come backI' demanded he
savagely.
l told him ] would do all l could, but
that it was now beyond my power to eff.
feet her release.
"You tell Injun lieI'' cried he. "Jail
man let her go, you tell him tor
again told him as had before, that
was powerless to do as he asked.
The answer seemed to goad him on tc
greater fury; his grip tightened upon my
arm; his dark eyes emitted q fiendish
wicked glitter, and, drawing from his
belt keen edged dirk, he leaned ovel
me and hissed, "You lie, and Jack Kill
you'll"
1 saw the cleaning blade ascend anG
hang trembling above me, and then
with loud, piercing, despairing shrek
l lost consciousness.
When opened my eyes, found my
husband bending over me, and grouI
of familiar faces all around me, whom
at once recognized as the regular patrons
| of the hotel
| The flight of Indian Jack and my
frantic pursuit had been observed by
some men working in slaughter hous,
near the rancherie, and, fearing some
thing was wrong, they had notified m.
husband, who, with several miners, ha,
rushed to my relief. My baby boy wa
found fast asleep in Jacks cabin, whicl
accounted for my not hearing him whel
! recovered from my swoon some tim
before.
/ AS for Jack, after being mauled to tn
hearts content of the indignant miners
he was given notice to leave the com
munity at once, which he did, making
bee line for the foothills lying beneatl
Mount Shasta.
The noble hearted miners and team
sters, not satisfied with ridding tn
neighborhood of Indian Jack, donated
larger and stronger bank to my boy, an
showed no relaxation in their generosit
until it was even heavier than the one oil
Julia stole.
| AS for myself-well, I am no longer
resident of that part of the state, an
though l were to live thousand years
l should never forget the horrors of ths
eventful day, or how nearly l becam
the victim of an Indians wrath.-Mr
A. S. Burroughs in Overland Monthly.