The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1891-09-25

They were always ready 20 kin and 20
make prisoners They rcvenged on
those who would gladly have been ~
peace with al the cruel treatment they
had had from wicked pale faces; and
once revenge fills the heart Of savage
| Il goes with him 20 his grave. Yes. Il
goes down 10 his children. and rankles
| in tbs heart Of his great-grandchildren.
There is no forgiveness in heather
soul.
hut Hope Settlement had been spared
50 far. We had been very quiet and
harmless. IL II true. but that was no
reason. We were out Of the way Of the
worst tribes, and not in plain sight Of
the paths they mostly took; and we
were not in terror. only prudent In
keeping ourselves ready for defense;
and once home the gums were all
stacked outside the door and We had
our feast Simple enough, but We were
healthy and happy and not used TO
great daintiea They drank my health
in cider, and they wished me all the
happiness the world could give and
Heaven after IL; and then the dance
| began.
We had contra-dance. and ! led II
| with Ralph. l stood there smiling,
Joyous, full Of hope, without . fear in
NV mind. when suddenly from the
crowd outside the door came cry that
frozc the blood in my viens:
The Indians: The Indians are up
ON us.'
| chung to Ralph. The world grew
black before me. Then all was hurry
and hustle. The young women. white
with terror, gathered their children to-
gcther; old women cried TO God 20
help US; men new TO their weapons;
and, oh. the scene that followed! hut
! will not try 20 describe II; could
not do It even now without losing my
senses for the time, q did then. l
see the painted faces OF the dends; !
see my mothers eyes and feel her gray
hair dropping from her comb over my
arms as l held her close.
"Your father" she gasped. They
will kill your father.''
l dragged her down into the cellar
below the house; many OF the women
and children crouched there. We
heard the sounds Of the firing. the
shriel<s Of the red fiends, the cries and
groans of the wounded. One moment
cried: Ralph The next: Father"
How long Il lasted none Of us could
ever tell: but there was silence at last,
and feet came over the floor and down
the ladder to the cellar-ny father.
with his head bound in q handkerchief.
but alive-able 10 walk.
They had the worst OF It. They had
the worst Of il this time:" he said, and
tainted in our arms
And there were other men who found
their women folk and clasped them to
their hearts, but my Ralph did not
come to me. l knew he would not from
the first knew my doom was writ
ten when that cry: "TAe Indians are
upon us'" smote my ear.
Well, death had como TO some, and
some were missing. carried on TO Be
killed more baroarously. 70 be tortured
before they died Ny Ralph was among
these-my Ralph But many Indians
lay dead also, and they had been
oraveiy withstood' ana nad tne wors'
o. y In numbers siain' a my fatnez
said AL the village was 10 grief' fol
we were ike one great family. but
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kaiph-my kaipn. Inere was no hops
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how many moons Rrew 1uh INC
waneo: HOW many dark nlgnss tnrougn
when ! wePs incessantiys nov many
narvests We're easnereo1 now many
times ola young mowers spring Up ~
1 the young grass ana tue winner come