Connecticut western news., 1895-07-11
CANAAN, CONN., THURSDAY, JULY II, 1895.
the stream at this point brought Us with in 20 varda Cf or,r fOea

Uttering howl of rage, they made wild rush for the waters edge, threw themselves into their canoes and came after us in full pursuit. And foremost among them we recognized the tall form of Wah- -ha-na.
 With swift wave of our paddles we turned the nose of our antique craft to- ward the bank, reaching which, we leaped ashore I seized the gun, and in two seconds we were tearing through the thick brushwood toward the forest beyond.
 That afternoon and evening tramped many miles. At nightfall, being utterly Jagged out, I threw myself upon the turf beside small stream and was soon sound asleep.
 I awoke little after dawn, cold and stiff and desperately hungry. I was about to move along when T. was startled to hear & cracking among the brush wood. set my teeth and brought my rife to my shoulder, ready to fire as sooa as the thing should break cover.
 Presently who should stegger into view but Jed, the poor fellow ready to drop with fatigue and hunger. We started of, but soon Jed, who was car rying the gun, while elambering over the rocks made a misstep and fell The weapon flew from his hand, and the trigger striking hard against a stamp, a loud report followed among the sur rounding hills.
 But that was not the worst Jed's ankle received very bad twist in his fall, and for some minutes the poor fea- low was sgoniSed with pain. Now we noticed column of smoke rising nearly opposite our position from the other bank of the river. "A signal P cried Jod "They must have heard the report. What g oluasy idiot wasp'
 "And see," said I. "there's an an- to the left But we've got good start of them, and before they striLs eur trail vo must be miles away" All that afternoon we toiled onward over our rugged course. Meantime, how ever, Jed's wounded ankle grow worse. uneil at sunset it was swollen to twice it's natural size, and be could proceed ne farther
 Twilight slowly darkened iato night. The moon rose and cast her fading light upon the scene. A more welcome light, think, I shall aever behold. Presently signal fires on the hills near by told us that tho rest of our eneraies were close at hand. Again looked to the primiug of my gun and otherwise prepared for action.
 For fully 90 minutes we heard neth- | ing of our foes, though VIC knew we'll the cowardly fellows were debating how best to reach us Then, from their sm- | bush in the wild oats, we heard voices, as though they were encouraging each other to charge, and we realized that the crisis was at hand Suddenly was startled by an ex- clamation from Jed
 "It's all up, Joel'' he cried. "Eo use firing. Tho villains have got us In the rear.
 "Hist, boys, histp' whispered a voice from the bow of tho canoe. l "Good heavens, it's WattieP' "Aye, boys, and jnst in the nick of time. Catch hold of this hyar line and haul US in right smart. This was done, and all So quietly and | quickly that the Indians knew nothing of our endorsements A minute later they broke cover, rushed into the open, and with blood curdling yell charged pellmell down upon us
 "Firel' shouted Wattfe in voice that rang loud above the uproar, and instantly five spouts of flame flashed ir the faces of our foes.
 Surprised thunderstruck, utterly dis. comfted, the advancing body reeled back from the volley they had so little expected.
 After 'em, boysp' yelled Wattie, leaping up over the bank and giving chase. We sent them flying in sll direc-
 aons, each Indian intent only on seour- ing his personal safety.
 Then, returning to the bank, we sought our two fallen foes. The first we came up to was lying face downward having pitched forward as bullet found his heart. Turning him over, we fount he was none other than tho villainoul
 Wah- h-kia-na.-George H. Westley 1T
 Boston Globe.