The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1894-12-13
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Then they planned to push on to Fort
Hunter, reach it before sunset and rush
through the gates.
Though Oliver knew that his situation
was still very critical, the uppermost
thought in his mind was to thwart the
threatened attack, and he saw pretty
opportunity was given him,
Finally, after ~ransacking a chest OF
drawers and slashing it with their toma-
hawks, the whole party slouched out OF
the door, and their soft tread faded from
hearing.
Oliver did not dare to stir for several
minutes, though it seemed a much longer
time than that, owing to his excited state
of mind. Then he rose, stretched his
cramped legs a bit and cautiously de-
scended the steps to the lower floor.
From the door q narrow road, with
bushes on each side, led straight for DC
yards to the thick chestnut timber. Sew
eral hundred yards to the right lay the
base of the mountain, and a short distance
to the left the clearing vas bounded by
the channel of the run.
Oliver hurried first to the right hand
end of the house, and peeping through a
crevice of the logs he saw the last of the
Indians just vanishing in the rocky thick
cts of the mountain.
He waited a little longer to better his
chances of escaping observation and then
orawIed on hands and knees out of the
door. He rose to his feet as soon as he
was fairly started down the road, and
stopping low he ran swiftly between the
bushes and tall grass.
He was close to the shelter of the trees
when the sight of a copper eolored snake
squirning across the path caused him to
start back and spring erect. Instantly,
but too lato, he rcpented his imprudence.
A muskot cracked sharply on the right,
and he felt q bullet whistle by his ear.
AS he plunged into the timber a second
rang out, and a bunch of leaves was nip
ped from q sapling at his side. He sped
on like a deer, wisely keeping to the road,
where he could make the best speed.
Faster and faster the lad ran. What il
the boat should be gomez The thought
struck a chill of terror to his heart, for in
that event ALL ope of life was gone as
we'll.
The remerni ance that other lives than
his own We're It stake kept up his courage
and strength, hut he was badly winded
when he came to where the road swerved
to ford the run.
At last he caught a glimmer of the
broad river ahead, and an instant later he
eagerly tore apart a clu1np of water
birches. There was the BOAT just as be
had left it, the paddle still lying on the
bottom.
Oliver quickly dragged the light craft
over sand and gravel and launched it on
the swift current of the river. He tumbled
in and began to paddle with all his might
for lnidstream.
All, there they werel Out from the
bushes lcapcd the painted savages, and a
blood eurdling whoop echoed from noun
tain to mountain.
Two muskets cracked, but still the dar-
ing lad padded on, hoping to increase the
distance before dropping under cover.
But a third shot tore the paddle from
his grasp, and then quickly a clever ruse
flashed into his mind. He uttered a cry
of feignod agony, tossed up his arms and
fell Imply to the bottom of the boat.
There was silence for a moment, and
then the bullets began to whistle. Some
few overhead,sand some spattered the wa
ter roundabout. Half a dozen pierced the
sides Of the boat, but luckily did not harm
the PROSTATE lad.
The boat drifted on and on, now pitch
ing and tossing amid rapids, now grind
ing on submerged rocks and grass bars.
Oliver did not dare to rise. He knew that
the current trended toward midstream,
and in this thought there was comfort and
cheer.
For fully half an hour he lay OF his
back, gazing up at the blue October sky.
Then, satisfied that the danger vas past,
he sat up and looked about.
In a little less than an hour Oliver
landed under the stockade of Fort Hunter
and walked calmly through the open gate.
At sunset the Indians arrived, doubtless
disappointed to find the gates closed. The
watchful sentries discovered them lurking
in the timber, and they were greeted with
SO hot and scattering a fire that they re-
treated in haste, leaving three dead be-
hind.-Boston Globe.