Carolina watchman. [volume] (Salisbury, N.C.) 1871-1937, 1906-09-05

Some of the men had had trouble
with a tribe of Indians living not far
distant. 1t was believed that the saw
ages meditated an attack, and for
some time the whites in the vicinity
had been on their guard. AS nothing
happened, they relaxed their watch
fulness.
One day, when everybody was at
work at the mine except Mrs. Brown,
who was in the house alone, a deaf
ening war-whoop sounded. lie
woman ran to the door, to see about
two hundred Indians approaching in
full war-paint, and armed with bows,
arrows and tomahawks.
Mrs. Brown, trembling with fright,
rushed from the house to where the
men were at work and screamed out
her tidings. The men naturally sup
posed the Indians were coming to ex-
terminate them, and they caught up
their shovels and picks and stood
ready to fight. Their fire arms were
all at the house, and flight was out
of the question.
They directed Mrs. Brown to flee
across the river and secrete herself
as quickly as possible. The stream
was wide and deep, and spanned by
a very narrow timber, but she rushed
over it headlong. A large excavation
caught her eye, and h jumped into
it. In telling of the adventure after
ward, she said:
ct would be impossible to describe
my feelings. | expected every mo-
ment to see the dark and bloodthirsty
faces of the savages. | could endure
it no longer. l craw1ed out and
rushed on, making all haste for the
woods.
when l got there [ was no better
off. | woul l. hide for a few moments,
then think, They will surely find me
here. I must find a better place. |
had done this a dozen times, when L
finally climbed a big tree and re-
NAMED, how long l cannot tell; the
time seemed in~terminable.
Then I heard shouting. / was so
terrified could scarcely retain my
seat. At last ] recognized my own
name called by my husbands voice.
He was alive, then, and the others
murdered! Presently he appeared,
laughing. I thought him insane.
leone down, it's all right! l
thought I should never find you. I've
been hunting for two hours he said.
1T turned out that the Indians
were on their way to visit a neigh
boring tribe in honor of some great
occasion. They were painted and armed
as they always were when c~elebrat-
ing. The war-whoop was given,
doubtless, in sport, for when the band
passed the waiting miners, each dark
face was on the broad grim
COURAGE IN MAN AND WOMAN.
Women display courage in their own
incompatible fashion. Typical OF Wom-
ans method Of encountering danger is
the story of the woman who observed
as she was concluding her toilet for
the night the presence Of Il burglar
under her bed. Without letting the
man know that she had perceived him,
this woman quietly put on her dressing
gown and knelt down at the bedside to
say her prayers. She prayed aloud.
She made her own personal lnterces-
Sions to heaven and then prayed Tor
all poor sinners living in the darkness
of enlargement from God. "l'articular-
Iy this unhappy man lying under my
he'd. maditating hewirkednesS of steal
ing and perhaps MURDER This wom-
an saved the situation.
| cannot imagine a worse situation
thar that of a certain steeplejack who
found himself one day at the top of
a church Steeple with Il mailman grin
ming into his eyes. The mailman was
his mate. Both men had been at work
on this steeple for many days and had
talked together while they hung i'll the
saddles with the utmost accord, but
on this particular day II of the men
looked up to see madness in the eyes
of his companion. In that moment he
was alone with danger. No shout
could avail. From the street below
he looked like a spider snoozing in it's
web. The roofs and chimneys of the
houses seemed to be level with the
ground. High up in the loneliness of
the empty air he was alone with a
mailman.
The man kept his wits about him,
and addressed some cheerful remark to
his mate. The mailman only grinned.
The man babe him look alive, that they
might the sooner get below and enjoy
themselves. The mailman chuckled,
and announced that they would get
below in double quick time, for that
he was going to jump from the steeple
with his friend in his arms.
The other laughed as if at a good
jest, and turned to his work. Then he
began pushing forth his feet against
the steeple to set a swing into his
saddle; he meant to grab the mailman
and hold him till help came. But the
mailman was also swinging his saddle,
and before the sane man realized his
danger the madman's fingers were
closing round his throat.
There they swung in the dizzy air.
high over the unconscious city. By
something of a miracle the man found
hi, hands cl1tchinr OF hic Tool hov