Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1916-06-07

rior now, and no longer the lover,
led on the attack. You should have
seen how that brave young chief went
into battle-how he leapt up in the
air, slapped his hands upon his thighs
in token of contempt for his foe. and
throwing himself open before his enc
mics, dashed down his bow and ar
rows, and, waving his hatchet, signi-
fled to them his desire for the con-
ilict, II Foutlance, and, which would
certainly make it so, hand to hand.
The Occonies took him at his word,
and throwing aside the long bow,
they bounded out from their cover
to meet their adversaries. Then
should you have seen that meeting
that first rush--how they threw the
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knife-how the brave man rushed to
emy-and how the two rolled along
the hill in the teeth-binding struggle
Of death.
"The tomahawk of Nagoochie had
wings and a tooth. 1t flew and bit in
every direction One after another
the Occonies went down before it,
and still his fierce war cry Of 'Echa-
mal-Occony,' preceding every stroke.
announced aonther and another vic
tim. They sank away from him like
sheep before the wolf that is hun
CRY, and the disparity Of force was
not so great in favor Of the Occonies,
when we recollect that Nagoochie was
against them. The parties under his
fierce valour were soon almost equal
in number, and something more was
necessary to be done by the Occonies
before they could hope for that fav-
orable result from the struggle which
they had before looked upon as Ger
tain. 1t was for Cheochee now to
seek out and encountc" the gallant
young chief OF Estate. Nagoochie,
hitherto, for reasons best known to
himself, had studiously avoided the
no longer do so. He was contcnding,
in close strife, with Okonette, or the
One-Eyed, stout warrior Of the vi
pers, as Cheochee approached him.
In the next moment, the hatchet of
Nagoochie entered the skull OF Oko-
nette. The One-Eyed sunk to the
ground, as if in supplicatiOn, and,
seiZing the legs of his conQueror, in
descended from the deadly instru-
ment, each OF which was q death,
while his head swan, and the blood
filled his eyes. and his senses were
grasp which nothing could compel
him to forego. In this predicament,
Cheochee confronted the young brave
Of Estate. The strife was short, for
though Nagoochie fought as Dravely
as ever, yet he struck in vain; while
the dying wretch, graphing his legs,
disorGcred by his convulsions, not
less than by his efforts, every blow
"HlCH Tic SlIOHS HduQ Vi NdSOOcIlS
sought to give. One arm was already
disabled. and still the dying wretch
held on to his legs. In another mo-
ment the One-Eyed was seized by the
last spaSms Of death, and in his strug-
giles, he dragged the Estate chief to
his knees. This was the fatal disad-
vantage. Before any OF the Green
Bird warriors could come to his sue
cor, the blow was given, and Nagoo-
chic lay under the knee of the Brown
Viper. The knife was in his heart
and the life not yet gone, when the
same instrument encircled his head,
and his swimming vision could be-
hold his own scalp waving in the
grasp Of his conqueror. The gallant
spirit Of Nagoochie passed away in a
vain effort to utter his song of death
the song Of a brave warrior con-
scious OF many victories.
"JOcaSSec looked IN TO tho hills