Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-01-11

Durrisdeer, but materially anected inc ue-
signs of Sir William johnson.
These find must lay more Mt length be-
fore the reader. Word had reached Albany
of dubious import: II had been ruinored some
hostility was to be put in act; and the
Indian diplomatist had, thereupon, sped into
tho wilderness, even ut the approach Of win
ter, to nip that mischief in the bud. Here,
on the borders, he learned that ho was come
too late; and difficult choice was thus pre-
sented to n man upon the whole) not any
more bold than prudent. His standing with
the painted braves may be compared to that
OF my Lord President Culloden among tho
chiefs of our own highlanders at the forty
five; that is as much as to say, he was, to
these men, reasons only speaking trumpet,
and counsels of peace and moderation, II they
were TO prevail at all, must prevail singly
through his influence. II, then, he should re-
turn, the province must lie open to all the
abominable tragedies Of Indian war--the
houses blaze, the wayfarer be cut of, and the
men Of the woods collect their usual disgust
ing spoil of human scalps. On the other side,
TO go further forth, to risk SO small party
deeper in the desert, to carry words OF peace
among warlike savages already rejoicing to
return to war; here was an extremity from
which it was easy to perceive his mind re-
volted.
81 have come too late" he said more than
once, and would fall into deep considera-
ton, his head bowed in his hands, his foot
patting the ground.
At length he raised his face and looked
upon us, that is to say, upon my lord, Noun
tain, and myself, sitting close round a small
fire. which had been made for privacy in one
corner of the camp.
"My lord, to be quito frank with you,
find myself in two minds" said he. ~ think
II very needful l should go on, but not at all
proper should any longer enjoy the pleas
ure Of your company. We are here still
upon the water side; and think the risk to
southwark no great matter. Will not your
self and Mr.. Mackellar take single boats
crew and return to AlbanyF
My lord, | should say, had listened to
Mountains narrative regarding him through
out with a painful intensity Of gaze; and
since the tale concluded, had sat as In
dream. There was something very daunting
IN his look; something TO my eyes not right
ly human the face, lean, and dark, and aged,
the mouth painful, the teeth disclosed in a
perpetual rictus; the eyeball swimming clear
Of tho lids upon "a field of bloodshot white.
could not behold him myself without a jar
ring irritation, such as Il hclieve) is too fre-
quently the uppermost feeling on the sickness
Of those dear TO u.s. Others, could not but
remark, were scarce able to support his neigh
borhood-Sir William eviting to be near him,
Mountain dodging his eye, and, when he met
IL, blanchinG and halting in his story. AT
this appeal, however, my lord appeared to
recover his command upon himself.
"To Albanyf' said he with q good voice.
Not short of it, at least" replied Sir Will
lam. There is no safety nearer at hand"
81 would bevery unwilling to oreturn," says
my lord. 81 am not afraid-of Indians" he
added with a jerk.
~ wish that | could say SO much," re-
turned Sir William, smiling; "although, if
any man burst say it, it should be myself
But if you are to keep in view my response
bility, and that as the voyage has now be-
come highly dangerous, and your business
II you ever had any, says he, brought quite
to a conclusion by the distressing family in
telligence you have received, l should be
hardly justified if even suffered you to pro-
ceed and run the risk of some obloQuy ii any
thing regrcttable should follow"
Ny lord turned to Mountain. 'What did
no pretend he died Off he asked
IL don't think understand your honor"
said the trader, pausing like man very much
affected, in the dressing Of some cruel frost
bites.
For a moment my lord seemed at full
stop, and then with some irritation, ~ ask
you what he died Of; surely that's plain
question" said he.
"Oh, don't know" said Mountain. "Has-
tie even never knew. He seemed to sicken
natural and just pass away"
There it Is, you see!' concluded my lord,
turning to Sir William.
"Your lordship is too deep for me" replied
Sir William.
why" says my lord, this is a matter of
succession my sons title may be called in
doubt; and, the man being supposed to be
dead of nobody can tell what, a great dea, Of
suspicion would be naturally reused"
But the mans buriedl' cried Sir William
Il will never believe that" returned nv
lord, painfully treV.iipiiins. ''ill never be.
lievc itF' ss2ey yclicd again, and jumped to his
feet. '.'Dli he loos deadF' he asked of Noun.
tain.
"I.ook deadr' repeated tho trader. "He
looked white. Why, what would no be att
tell yon put the sods upon him."
Ny lord caught Sir William by the coat
with hooked hand "This man has the
name of my brother" says he; "but it's well
understood that he was never canny."
"CannyF says Sir William. "What Il
that"
''Ho's not of this world" whispered my
| lord, "neither him nor the black dell thai
| serves him. | have struck my sword through
| out his vitals,n he cried; 81 have felt the hill
| ring on his breast bone and the hot blood
| spurt in my very face, time and again, time
| aud againr' ne repeated, with gesture inde
scribable "But he was never dead for that,
said he, and sighed aloud. "Why 81 nuld
think ho was dead uowl No, not I'll i sc,
him rotting,n says he.
Sir William looked across at me, with
long face Mountain forgot his wounds, star
ing and gaping.
my lord said |, ~ wish you would col
lect your spirits" But my throat was s.
dry, and my own wits SO scattered, coul(
add no more.
mo" says my lord, "it's not to be sup
posed that he would understand me. Mac
kelaI. does, for he kens all, and has seen hin
buried before now. This is very goo,
servant to me, Sir William, this man Mac
kellar; he buried him with his own hands
be and my father-by the light OF two sille
candlcsticks. The other man is a famlia
spirit; he brought him from Coromandel
would have told ye this long syne Sir VIII
iam, only it was in the family" These las
remarks he made with kind of melanchol
composure, and his time of alteration SCENE
to pass away. You can Gsk yourself wha
it all means" he proceeded, My brothe
falls sick, and dies, and is buried, as so the
say; and all seems very plain. But why di
the familiar 20 backi | think SO must sc
for yourself it's point that wants som
! clearing
II will he at your service, my lord, in ha
minute" said Sir William, rising, M
MacEe.ar, twu words with you" and he le