Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1904-04-20
CHAPTER NXVII.
TN: IROOI,OIS

ciasped hands, there came "A sudden in
terfuption y half-score yards deeper
III the wood there arose a sudden. half
choked cry. followed b. shrill whoop.
mere was crashing as OF one run
hlng, and Immediately there pressed
INTO the open space the figure OF an
lhdlan. an old man from the village
Oh The 1llini. Even as his staggering
footsteps brought him within gaze. the
TWO startled observers saw the shaft
which had sunh deep within his breast.
lie had been shot through by an In
dian arrow. and upon the instant II
was all too plain whose hand had sped
.he shait. Following close upon his
heelS there came stalwart sayaoe
whose race. hideouSly painted. appeared
| LARRY demoniacdl as he came bounding
ON Win uplifted Ratchet seeking to
Strike down the victim already impale,
by the silent arrow
| quick. cried Law, in a flash catch
ing the meaning of this sudden spec
'acie. into the fort. Sir Arthur. and
call the men toaether!"
Not stopping to relieve the struec les
OF the victim. who had now fallen
forward, sasping. Law sprang on with
Drawn blade to meet the advancing
savage The latter paused for an UNI
certain moment. and then with a shrill
yen oil defiance. hurled The keen steel
hatchet lull at Laws head Ii shore
away piece of his hat brim and sank
win edge deep buried in the trunk of
Tree beyond. The savage turned. hut
turned TOO late. The blade of the
Swordsman passed through from rib
to rib under his arm. and he fell chok
ing. even as he sought again to give
vent To his war cry.
And now arose in the woods bevond
and in the fields below the hill and
from the villages of the neishborrnr
ihulanS, series of sharp, undulating
yeis' ShotS came from within the
fortress, where the loOp-holes were al
ready manned. There were borne from
the nearest wigwams of the IIlini the
screams of wounded men the shricks
or terrified women. In an instant the
peaceful spot had become the scene of
a horrible confusion. Once more the
wolves of the woods. the Iro1uois. had
fallen on their prey,
Swift as had been Laws movements
pembroke was but a pace behind him
as he wrenched free his blade. The
TWO turned back together and started
at speed for the palisade. At the gate
they met others hurryinS in. Penn
Droke's men joining in the rush of the |
frightened villagers. Among these the
lroquois pressed with shrill yells. DIV
ing knife and bow and Ratchet as they
ran. and the Mortified eyes of those
edy enacted
watch the gate" cried Pierre Noir. |
from ms station in the corner tower
AS nc spoke there came rush OF /
screaming IroQuois. who sought to gain |
the entrance
Now cried Pierre Noir. discharg-
ing his piece into the crowded ranks |
below him: and shot after shot fol-
lowed his own The PACKED brown |
mass gave back and resolved itself in
TO scattered units VINO broke and ran |
for the nearest cover.
They will not come on again until
dark, said Pierre Noir calmly. lean
in% his piece against the wall. There
tore may attend to certain little mat
tors"
lie passed ont into the cntry-way
where lay the bodies OF three Troouois
abandoned. under the close and dead
lN IRE. by their companions whore
they had fallen When Pierre Noir re-
turned and calmly propped IN again
me door OF slabs which he had re-
moved. he carried in his hand three
TUFTS Of long blacl hair. from which
drlpped heavy couis of blood.
Good Cod. man" SAID Pembroke.
God must not bo savage as these In
dams"
SPEAK for yourself. Monsieur An
elais. replied Pierre. stoutIy. "You
need not save these head pieces if yoi
90 not care for them. For myself tis
part OF the trade"
'Assurcdly" broke in Jean Breboeuf
We keep these trinkets. we yova-
geurs of the French Make no doubt
mat Jean Brcbocuf will take hack
with him full tale OF the Indians
he has killed. Presently i GO out.
ZIP. goes my knife. and off comes tho
topknot OF Monsieur Indiar. him
Killed bnt now as he ran Then | shall
airy the scalp here by the fire. and
mount u on bit Of willow. aud take
1t back FOR present 10 my sweetheart
Susanna Duchenc. on the scignicury
AT home"
Bravo. Jean. cried out the old In
| dian fighter Pierre NOir. the old bare
sarN rage Of the fighting man now ris
ing hot in his blood And look,
Here come more chances for our little
ornaments"
! Pierre NOir for once had been mi--
/ taken and undsrcstmatrd the courag,,
Of tho warriors Of the Onondagoq
Lashng themselves a. fury AT the
thought Of their losses. they came on
again now banding and charging f.
'"" open close up 10 The walls of tho
paiisodc. Again The little party o.
whites maintained steady nsr and
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