The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1907-11-14

Of the place had gathered at the |
waters edge to see them commence
the voyage.
Keep a sharp lookout for the rcd
skins" shouted one in the garb Of a
hunter. Don't go ashore for any
thing, unless ye all want to lose yer
scalps Keep up good watch through
the night; but above all, don't pay
any 'tention to what you may hear
along the shore, cause IL you do,
yen never see Boone"
The boat, worked by the stout
arms Of the pioneers. was by this
time we'll out from the shore. The
yoyagers were from eastern Virginia,
and were bound to Boonesborough.
Philip Logan, by common consent
looked upon as leader of the expedi.
tion, was but twenty-six years of age.
tall and well proportioned, and
already possessed the reputation of
hunter, though this was his first
trip into the then almost unknown
West.
The rest OF the party consisted of
three young men and their wives and
JlQutg ant anu Hlo Qduk ulCif ~itC
former a man of nearly sixty years
of age, whose two sons had already
preceded him and who had sent for
their father and sister to join them.
This was much to the satisfaction OF
Philip, who sometimes had waking
dreams of cabin in the wilderness.
in which he saw the sweet face ,of
Mary Grant watching his return
from the forest.
After leaving W the whole
party were delighted with the beauti-
full scenery that every turn in the
river presented.
The third day came on as bright
and beautiful as those that had pre-
ceded it. They had now entered
upon a country where danger was to
be expected, and watch was kept
upon either shore.
The voyagers had just finished
their noontide meal when every one
was startled by a halloo from the
southern bank short distance ahead.
near spot where the current set
in strong toward the shore. The
voice was Enthusiastically that of a
white man.
'-What do You want?" shouted
Philip.
For the love of God, take me on
board. I've escaped from the saw
ages. and have Just strength enough
to drag myself to the river"
Poor fellow" exclaimed Mr..
Grant. trying like Philip to get a
glimpse of this applicant for their
mercy. Bring the boat up to the
shore. Logan, and take him on at
snce. There's a good chance there
in the bend"
That is the last thing | shall do"
answered the young man. quietly.
Get out the sweeps, boys, and use
them. The current is strong here,
and we mustn't yet any nearer that
bank than we are now"
why not, Philip? Surely, you
are not going to leave that poor fell
low to perish?" said Mary Grant, lay
ing her hand upon his arm.
II think ] shall. unless / am bet
ter convinced of mis- honesty than !
am now. Work with will, boys
ne added.
did you never hear that the In
dians steal white children and train
them as decoys, and oftentimes force
their captives to enact the same part
and allure voyagers to destruction?
1t is often done on this river, and
} was specially warned against this. =
Beneath the efforts of the men
the boat moved slowly away toward
the opposite shore, and the one on
the bank redoubled his cries and
entreaties.
do not forsake me-" he yelled
Heaven viii curse you IL you dol"
1T will. Philip" said Mary. sol
emnly, laying her hand upon his arm
Philip was silent moment. ant
then he cried:
Go down the bank, and swim oui
into the stream. and we will ttfe yol
ON board"
i cannot swim. II your heart.
are not made Of stone. you will no
leave me here to perish"
Philip Logan needed only tn,
mute pleadings OF the eyes OF Mar.
Grant. Joined to the promptings o
so 1Uh HcoA W SAucdfOI W ouCtO
the unknown. At the stern OF tn,
boat fioated small canoe. HI
friends could float down the stream
while he alone would test the hon
esty of the man who still cried 70
deliverance.
Every one, except the girl, en-
deavored to dissuade him. She sal
nothing. but 1t was plain her sym
pathies were with him.
For Gods sake. Logan. be care
ful!" exclaimed Mr.. Grant. as tn
young man sprang into the canoe
while the others urged him not to &C
Mary alone was silent: but her look
We're more eloquent than words, an
they plainly told him not 70 tur
back. Philip took up the paddle an
made for the point where the voie
was still heard. though not even
glimpse OF him had been obtained.
The canoe and its occupant She
out OF sight beneath the foliage, an
then came suspense, followed by
fearful war-whoop that rung d.
over the water, striking like deatl
kneil tol tlNir hearts; and then a
WAS silent.
A wild cry burst from the lips
Mary Grant. as she sank down
the feet OF her father