Dodge City times., 1889-06-06
black hair hing to her waist, and hen

as If 10 harm could come to him In the
presence of such a being.
She put her fingers to her lips as o
sign of caution, and said, in low tone
Il have come to release You. There
is no time to lose. The Indians are
holding a council to see what shall be
done with you, and you can steal out
of the village unobserved. l have
brought YOU your knife and rifle"
"Who are you?' asked Eli, in aston
on the ground and severed his bonds
with the knife. How came you here?'
Among the Indians / am known ss
The White Lily" replied the girl !;
but my true name is Rachel Holden.
When was 8 years old was stolen by
party of Narragansett Indians, who
sold me to an old Pequot chief. The
old chief and his squaw, who were child
less, were very kind to me, and had !
been their own child they could not
have loved me more. Six moons ago
the old chief died, and now Totomet,
one of the young Pequot chiefs, wishes
me to become his squaw. detest him,
and will die before 1 submit to such a
fate. 1 have begged Lenawee, my
adopted mother, to take me back to my
home in Massachusetts,, and she would
do SO, but she fears the vengeance Of
Totomet But you must delay no
longer. Your watchers are liable to re-
turn at any minute.
"But what of you, Miss Holden?'
asked Eli. I'm saving me, you have
placed yourself in peril, and it would
be cowardly for me to leave you to face
it. VIII you come with me and trust
yourself to my care. p
Il thank you. sir, but the Indians
viii pursue you as soon as they find you
gone, and would be a burden upon
YOU. 1 entreat you to 60 ut once,
and leave me to my fate"
Il will not leave you here" said Eli,
determinedly. will you tell me-
was your fathers name Cyrus Holden?"
Yes" said the girl, eagerly, "that
was his name. Do you know him?
Are my parents alive?'
@They are alive and well, and are
now living in the settlement on the
Connecticut River. For four years my
home has been with them, and they
have been like father and mother to me.
Come; / could never look into their
faces again, knowing that I had found
their child, whom they still love and
mourn for, and failed to bring her to
them"
Is it possible that my parents are so
near? l have heard of the settlement,
but 1 did not dream that my dear father
Do
Eli placed the knife in his belt and
picked up the rifle. Then, taking the
girl by the hand, he led her from the
wigwam.
But they had not gone thirty yards
beyond the limits of the village when
they were startled by the furious bark
ing of watchdog, followed a few mo-
ments later by fierce and startled yells
from the Indians.
"We are lost!" exclaimed Rachel.
"The Indians have discovered our
fIght!"
NO" said Eli; they have been sur
prised. 1 can hear the shouts of white
men,"
"Then go and help yeur friends"
said Rachel. Il will hide in the laurel
thicket yonder until you come back"
But what if do not return?" asked
Eli, anxious to take a part in the battle,
yet unwilling to leave the maiden.
Il am used to the forest, and can find
my way to the settlement" she replied.
If 1 do not return" said Eli, tell
your parents, when you see them, that
you have met you cousin, Eli Holden.
And now good night"
Good night" returned Rachel, and
moment later she was alone.
1t was after daybreak when the noise
of the battle ceased. Allured by the
silence, Rachel, crept from her hiding
place and gazed about her. Suddenly
she was startled by the tall form of To-
tomet appearing like phantom at her
side.
"The pale-faces have killed Injuns
and burned village" said he; "but To-
tomet will find home in some other
tribe, and The White Lily shall dwell
in his wigwam."
Never Rachel answered, drawing
herself up haughtily. Il would rather
die than be your squaw."
Then Totomet kill White Lily"
said he, raising his tomahawk above
her head.
But before the deadly weapon could
descend the sharp report of rifle rang
out through the forest, and the Indian
fell dead at her feet, pierced through
the brain.
A moment later Eli Holden was at
her side, with the still smoking rifle in
his hand.
you are safe now, Miss Holden"
said he; "the white men have won the
battle. The attacking party was large
company of colonists, and seventy Mo-
hogan Indians, led by Capt. Mason.
Nearly all the Pequots, of which there
must have been over six hundred, were
killed. Seven were captured, and a
very few, if any, escaped. The colon.
lists lost only twenty-five men,"
And Lenawee-ls there among the
captives an old squaw, straight as sap
ling, and with snow-white hair?" asked
Rachel.
NO; none of them answer to that
description, replied Eli.
"Then," said Rachel, with tears in
her eyes, poor Lenawee is dead. She
was too old and feeble to escape from
the village"
1T was cruel slaughter" said Eli;
"but the Pequots We're treacherous
nation, and the settlers were never safe
while they lived.
The feelings of Mr.. and Mrs. Holden,
when their daughter was restored to
them, can be imagined more easily than
described.
A year later Rachel became the wife
of her cousin, Eli Holden, who ever
afterward, in his fondest moments, in
variably called her his White Lily.
Where Walters Profit.