The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-04-17
BOYS COLORED AND WHITE
Blouse Waists
6oc.
This is the tale as

were there that night. This is the tale as
related by Caldwell:
eve went hunting this morning and
struck cross Wilder Masons fields, then
into the small timber long the river, then
we followed that some, then we came to a
patch of ground which looked as II no ak
had ever fetched 1t. There was great
deal Of underground and bushes as well,
with an abundance Of game both big and
little, and for the whole day we had more
rabbits and squirrels than we could shoot.
Even deer were plentiful, and ran within a
few feet of you sometimes when they
didn't see you coming, and often and
often they'd run clean over our feet when
you or them would step from behind a bush.
Every now and then, bout two or three
hours apart we'd catch q glimpse OF man
way in the distance. but he'd never come
anywhere nigh us, and as we warn'tpester-
ing him we didn't look him up. Once or
twice Tom, straining his eyes, would say
wonder what is that fellow doing wander
ing round these woods9 For I'm fool. and
a big fool, too, If he's got gun
"Grif and med laugh at the notion OF
lodging about in that thar dismal wood
'thout gun when thar warn't nothing else
worth looking at. Still it seemed to me
that the next time Rlimpsed him couldn't
catch sight of no gun ia his hands. l told
Griffin to look, and he couldn't gee
no man either. WHAT says !, no gun
nor manp No. says he, star
ing at the spot where was pointing to,
and when come to rub my eyes he was
gone too, though it had not been half a sec
ond since | looked away. 1t must be
spook, boys, says /, and we all laughed,
but looking round we gin to see that it was
growing on toward dark, and the owls were
beginning to boot in q pretty doleful way.
Then Tom he says, II tell you what,
boys, let's have supper out here. Things
kinder taste better when you eat 'em In the
wood Grif and me didn't care 10 eat stuff
so newly killed, but Tom picked out sew
eral birds we had killed early in the day,
and we soon had a roaring IRE under tree
and a pronged stick over it with the
cleaned game on it, We sat around it tell
ing stories, when all at once Tom yelled out:
MY God, look at that and we saw just
between Toms head aud mine a headless
Indian, standing clawing at his severed
throat in a way that made you sick.
81 fell back dizzy at the sight and cold as
death. But all at once the figure was gone,
aud there was woman with face as II
she had been dead long time, and in her
arms was child, a little thing about
years old. We jumped 20 our feet, and
every fellow of US grabbed our guns, aud
we must have fairly riddlsd that tree around
which we chased that Indian. We expected
to see that red devil fall dead every mo-
ment but the manner in which he evaded
the bullets was the most extraordinary thing
/ ever saw.
pretty soon the Indian went away, aud
the woman, as blind as ever anybody was,
with her eyes fairly shot out on her head,
knelt down with the little dead body Of her
child in her arms, and tried to dig its grave
with her blunt and broken fingers. We
wanted to help her, but when we went to
the spot she was gone, and bimeby Elliott
whispered TO me- They amt no
human beings, Caldwell, but they've
come back TO tell us what we should do for
'em, and that's sweep 'em off the airth, and
we are the ones to help 'em. We've seen
to-day only little work, and 1 and you
and Tom here must be pretty nigh tired of
'em. No, don't repeat their own savage
act, but set 'em to work, and that'll Kill
'em dead, sure
Then we went back to where we'd left
our horses, and that internal beast chased
us every inch Of the way home. First I'd
find him on my horse grlnning ia my face,
Then I'd sec him on one Of the others"
When Caldwell finished his story he rose
and looked at old Robinson, who smiled and
SAID: johnson, my boy, PVe known that
story for over twenty years, aud that's why
the town avoids the spot Of one Of the most
fearful massacres ia history"