The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1897-10-08
A BOY HERO.
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TELL Us a story. grandPa-a story.

peat Of honor or tie old mans knee.
AL the children, with eager faces,
crowded round his chair. for they knew
thet grandpa would refuse his little
tsvo-ite nothing.
What kind Of q story, my pet?" he
laid, gently st0okiug her golden cu7ls.
- 6ost story.
~Somethug aoou; pirstes!' cried
RALPH. the eldest, who did not believe
L. fairies or ghos;s.
"Or Indians. Oh. do tell Us a true
story about Indians. grandpa" ex-
claimed George. Mamma said that
you could tel Us something wonderful
Shat happened once. If you wished to
something real true
''Ve-y well. i shall be about Indians"
graudpa answered.; and ny hero is
only nine years o,d-about your age
George"
( AstEev children drew their chairs near
e 20 listen, they made a very pretty
picture in that coy, frelit room
"Mauy years ago GRANDPA began.
there lived q family Of English emf
grants OF tie western frontier. Their
home was not as comfortable as this
for the holse was simply q log cabin,
without curtains or carpets. and with
loopholes instead of windows. Yet Mr..
Martin and his wife were very happy.
rs long as they were untouched by In
dams, who were very fierce sud pow
e-ful at the time speak OF.
The husband worked az DAY. cut
Ting down trees in the nejchborhood.
Sometimes he took with him his little
son, named Georg.e-who looked very
much like the George who Is listening
TO me row. The boy had large blue eyes
Ind long yellow curls-just like yours,
my child.
$50 they ell lived happily in this
Strange. lonely home for about q year:
until one dark. moonless night a party
pf Sioux Indians. on the warpath. sur
founded the cabin and woke the in
mates with a fearful war-whoop.
'Mr. Martin, springing out Of bed.
seized hR carbines and two trusty
pistols. and prepared to defend the wife
and child whom he loved SO we'll
George held the weapons in readi-
DeSs for his father. while the mother
loaded them. Soon, alas, a bullet fired
5y the Indians passed through the
loophole. killing instantly the courage
bus Mrs. Martin"
Grandpa, you are crying." Sadie in
terrupted, hooking up into theold mans
face.
Hush. darling" he answered, brush
Ing something like moisture from his
Eyes Let me tell you all the rest
Then Mr.. Martin lost all hope; but,
for the sake of his child, be made gall
liant struggle. The Indians, after six
pf their number had been slain, burst
into the cabin, and one of the fore
most, with a single blow Of bis toma-
hawk. killed the heroic Englishman."
"And what about Dorgie?" Sadie asks,
with breathless interest.
The child fired the last loaded pistol
at the savage who had murdered his
father. The charge took effect-the
Indian was dangerously wounded; but
q dozen weapons were Immediately lev
eled al the boys head By the inter
ference Of the chief. George was saved
from death. and carried away as a cap
tive.
The Indians had two other prisoners
besides him-men whom they intended
TO torture on reaching home.
"After two weary days OF journeying
over the prairies. the party at length ar
rived at a Sioux village.
Crowds of old women and children,
accompanied by barking ours. came
forth TO meet them. and especially TO
ieer the helpless captives.
The next day. amidst great rejoic-
tngs, the latter were put 10 death at the
etake-according TO the invariable Gus
tom Of the savages.
George was turned over by the old
warriors to be tortured by the Indian
children.
Initiating their elders, these little
wretehes tied the white child with
teathern thongs to a stake driven firm
IL into the ground.
Before piling the brushwood round
him, the Indian children. with much
yelling and confusion. retired 10 the
distance OF about % PAGES. arming them
selves meanwhile with light toma-
hawks and with bows and arrows
They first drew line which Z was
forbidden TO pass. Then each ore in
turn stepped 70 the front and zto- al
arrow. TRYING how closs he could cone
to the hoy without hitting hiz-
George felt the arrows whiz uaz1 his
head He was too much interested. Or.
1 should say. surprised By the terrible
ordeal through which he was rassfnr
TO feel afraid. But he grew very angry
when one OF the missiles. better aimed
thar the others. carried away 9 Iock Of
his golden hair.
The young Indians yelled their az
Plause al this fine shot. and some
kquaws standing rear by seemed 70 Ell
Joy the sport intensely. for theT En-
eourared the children 70 continue
"After a few more trials they grew
hired OF this kind Of archery. SO they
proceeded TO something more LANCER
pus and exciting.
/ Each in turn. exerting all his
Strength, flung a tomahawk at the lit
tie prisoner. Oh. it was piteous to see
the child. with bright blue eyes. and
yellow curfs floating on the wind. stand
ing there 3 helpless target for that
crowd of young savages. Yes, his hair
was golden as the sunlight--iook. my
children, how mine is grayl"
Yes, yes, grandpaI Please go onl