Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1894-07-12
TED BRADY's SHOT.

Tor the animal rose on It's hind feet noar
tree and remained standing q full minute
a. straight as an Indian
While Jack was capable OF doing great
many tricks and could walk on his hind
feet with considerable dexterity, Ted had
never seen him get up with such grace Of
movement.
The bear appeared 90 b. looking
straight toward the house from the troe
where he stood, and Ted who jumped
down from the log and sprang b a tree
near by, looked ON with boys keen curl
osity.
MAYBE It's another bear" rushed
through Ted's mind "And what II 10 isn't
a bear at alli'
The boys own thought startled him.
He was not close enough To get a very
good look 40 the animal and In order 20
do so he orawied along the ground TO an
other tree, from behind which he took an
other look.
BY this time the bear had dropped to
the ground again, and all at once Ted saw
that Il had cut ear, which was Just what
Jack had had for throo years
Once more Ted was In the act OF whis-
Ting to his pet when the animal started
toward the house on all fours, running
over the ground In a manner not exactly
I'm accordance with the usual locomotion
Of bears, but not very unlike either.
II never saw Jack run that way before,
cried the boy as he bounded on. He IL
heading for home and will beat me there
II l don't make better time Maybe Jack
has been wounded. The boys down on the
creek shot et him twice last summer.
and"-
Ted stopped for once more the bear had
checked his course and was moving across
the clearing toward the little cabin, In one
OF whose little windows Mrs. Brady had
set a light.
Ted watched the bear moving over the
stumpy clearing, with his head pointing
toward the shanty. but all at once he saw
more than this
That which he saw was enough 20 thrill
him rs ho had never been thrilled before.
10 was nothing less than q moccasin
where one OF the hind feet Of the supposed
bear should have been. and the more he
looked the surer he was Of this
All was plain now.
The akin before him was Jacks, but an
Indian was inside It, and. Of course, for
some diabolical purpose.
Well did the red man know that he
could never get beyond the door Of the
Brady cabin In his own dress Therefore,
probably knowing something about the
boy settlers pet, he had killed Jack In the
forest and had undertaken this stratagom
30 carry out his evil designs.
Ted knew that II his mother should see
the supposed Jack In the clearing she
would hasten to open the door to him
without suspecting anything wrong, and
when he thought of the peril that menaoed
her he could hardly suppress a cry.
Meantime the Indian must have been
oongratulating himself ON the success Of
his trick.
He had not seen the boy In his rear, and
now, with but q few yards between him
and his victims, he looked upon his victo-
ry as certain
The Irish boy had reached the fringe Of
the clearing and in the brilliant moon
light saw the object that moved across it.
Not a moment was to be lost Yet a
shot must tell, for II thrown away the
young marksman would have upon him
one of the dread scourges OF the frontier,
and he might be the first victim Of savage
fury In that locality.
As the boy trapper's rife touched his
shoulder the cabin door opened, and he
caught sight of his mother
She had opened the door for Jack, and
the redskin had only to spring up and
with bound carry himself beyond the
threshold.
Controlling his nerves with the coolness
Of an old marksman, Ted covered the
shaggy head and fired
At the sharp report a dark object seemed
to spring into the air, and the next in
stant Il lay on the ground, while tho
In, hn "A
aoross the clearing too frightened for n
moment to stir.
Ted ran forward so as To be seen in an
instant, and as he cleared the ground be-
tween the scene of his shot and the cabin
he was recognized, and his mother cried
out:
1T Is Jack you have killed, boyl Didn't
you know the old fellowP
Ted met his mother at the door, and for
q momont, looking up into her face, he
could not answer her, but after glancinR
at the silent figure among the stumps no
made reply:
"Jack never wore moccasins, mother.
The bear out there happens to be an In
dian"
Dead In the moonlight lay the scarlet
trickster Of the frontier, and when Ted
pulled the bearskin from him ne Jaw the
painted face and the weapons Of the war
path that no carried In his belt.
After awhile mother and son dragged
the body to a secluded spot behind the
cabin. There grave was made, and in It
they placed the corpse Of one Indian who
would never return to follow Pontiac
across the frontiers.
The oearsfin was removed to the cabin,
and when Ted's father came back, as he
did few days later, he was shown Jack s
bullet bored hide, while he listened to the
story Of his boys remarkable shot
II the Indian had companions In the
neighborhood, they retreated without
seeking TO avenge tho death Of their spy
and when tho tide of war flowed into that
region the Bradys had taken refuge In one
Of the more eastern forts, where they TO
mained till the uprising had been put
down.
Ted Brady grew TO manhood near the
scene Of his adventure He became noted
for his marksnanship, but he always called
his best shot the one which saved his
mother from tire tomahawk Of the Indian
In Jacks skin.-T G. Harbaugh In Inter
Ocean.