The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1914-06-04

| Jacket, and head slashed by scalptns
knife, behind me the night and the
| black woods No doubt Il was a sight
to bring fear to any heart, but to those
murderers. their minds poisoned by SUI
perstition. It brought panic-a terror
too terrible to resist. They knew me
in the instant; was the spirit OF the
dead; I had come back for vengeance;
with clammy hands was clutching for
them; with sightlees eyes I was seek
ing them out. There was one yell,
breathing forth the terror OF their
souls: | saw eyes. wild with horror.
staring at me; | saw men run and
fall, scramble to their feet, and run
again; / saw leaping bodies tight like
fiends in an effort to get free. sis-e-
te-wah, struck by the rush. shrieked
like a woman, stared toward me from
where he lay on the ground. found his
Rene's face uplifted. the cross still
before her eyes; OF Lapp,n. hurled
over by the rush, trampled into the
earth by flying feet. finally regain hts
knees, his face white as death. as
he stared back toward me with pro
truding eyes.
Again groaned. the unearthly
sound rising even above the din. seem
ingly echoed by the great forest and
flung back to earth again by the black
curtain overhead. Ay! II was an eery
sound II even made my own flesh
creep. Craled by the terror OF II,
panic-stricken by the fears OF others.
the fur trader leaped to his feet, flung
forward his rife and fired. The ball
sang past my ear. and | walked
straight toward him. my CHASTITY face
exposed to the fire. my hands reach
ing out in blind clutching. With one
yell, piercing, the yelp of q frightened
wolf. he turned and dashed for the
woods. staring back over his shoulder
even as he crashed headlong into the
underbrush. For fear they might
pause when once under cover-the
first spasm OF terror gone-I ran for
ward to the forest edge. giving utter
ance to another groan to spur them on.
But this was not needed-terror, awful
terror had struck into their very souls.
Not one doubted the evidence OF his
own eyes; they had seen the dead
walk: their murdered and scalped vic
tim rise again In ghost-like semblance.
and they thought OF nothing but es-
cape-to get beyond the reach Of those
hands. the gaze OF those accusing eyes.
They were mad with the CHASTITY ter
ror | could hear the fleeing bodies
crash blindly into the underbrush, the
discordant cries dying in the distance,
the occasional thud as some frightened
savage struck against tree In the
dark, or fell sprawling to the ground.
II was all over with so quickly |
could scarcely realize what had actual.
ly occurred. Then laughed and swore.
my nerves dancing like so many de-
mons. They we're gone-gone! Those
merciless red devils. those accused
guise. Nor was 1t likely they would
stop In their mad flight until they
dropped from sheer exhaustion, or the
dawn of another day brought with II
fresh courage.
And those others. who were yet
tied still to the stake. I
the flames already licking the fagots
at his feet, and mademoiselle praying
10 the virgin-what would they think! |.
Would they know. understand, what |
had really occurred. or had the terrible |
spectacle left them also In benumbed |
terror! The thought awoke me as
rom q stupor. and turned about. The /
ground was a tumble Of things, as II I ,
ooked upon a battle field. yet this was
lot what really saw In that FIRST swift |
glance. A mana white man-ran .
Gaping across the fiame-lit opening.
aside the blazing fagots of
wood already scorching Brady. hurting
hem to right and left In frantic haste.
Until he made passage through.
taught the glimmer of a knife In his
land: and then. by main strength, he
ragged the weakened prisoner clear
" the burning wood. and dropped him
on the ground. AS ohe fell
ow stood erect, staring about him. at
he helpless huddle at his feet, at the
White face OF the girl, at the debris on
very side. / recognized Simon Girty.
Saints alive! What does all this
nean'" he cried. grabbing up the gun
lropped In his first swift effort at res
ue. You Running Water ayi and
his Is the Kentuckian who would have
Tiled me. What's happened here, II
Ooks like a shambles Never before
i'd zee man burning himself. Who
Tiled these-merciful 0odl What Is
hat!
His voice rose into a shrek as he
tared at me. while advanced toward
i'm. With one terrorized leap be
prans back. throwing up his rife. bit
With hands shaking SO. that laughed
outright The sound coming unexpsct-
dly from such CHASTITY lips must have
'een more horrible than u groan, for
he frightened man dashed his weapon
o the ground, and turned 10 run. His
DOT struck Brady's body and he went
Town. scrambling 10 his knees. saw
he old scouts head uplifted. the
rembling girl bury her face In her
lands, as II TO shut out the sight.
Don't run: there is nothing to DO
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