Year: 1868

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to his foes, and that, too, it may bel
said, when he and his companions were
in their power.


For long time he debated with
himself upon the best course to pursue.
A precipitate retreat from the country
might enable him to elude his vengeful
enemies; but he had come so far that
he was extremely 10th to depart again
without accomplishing the object Of
his mission. No; he determined %
press on at all hazards.


What became of these faithless Chick
asaws has never been known; but, from
subsequent events, it is believed that
they were simply frightened at the
position in which they were placed, and
made all haste out of the dangerous
neighborhood.


Brady, therefore, went on until he
stood on the banks of the river where
Fort Croghan was afterwards built, and
where the village of Fremont now
stands. His next care was to provide a
secure place of concealment for bis men.
This being done, and having selected q
single soldier as his companion in his
future adventures, he proceeded to busi-
ness.


The afternoon was now well advanc-
ed, and the two waded cautiously
through the river, until they reached an
island near the centre, which was cover
ed with driftwood. Directly opposite
them was the Indian village, and they
concealed themselves until the shades
lof night should allow them an opPor-
tunity to work.


What an impressive picture the quiet
ly murmuring river, the dark island,
the Indian yillage-all wrapt in slumber
except the two spies, who were looking
across the intervening water with the
piercing glance of the owl.


Upon mature reflection, Brady con-
cluded that nothing could be accom-
plished that night, when the Indians
were motionless, and he, therefore, ad-
vised his companion to secure few
hours sleep while it was possible for
him to do 80.


Accordingly, the two covered them
selves with the blankets and the drift
wood, and resigned themselves to placid
slumber.


When they awoke it was morning,
but thick fog hung over wood and
river, and just that which they wished
to see was hidden from their eyes. But
a little before noon the fog lifted, and
afforded him thrilling and most ex.
citing scene.


Directly before him we're some three
thousand Indians, engaged at their
athletic sport. They had just returned
from Virginia and Kentucky, and had
some particularly fine horses, which
they had captured. They were testing
the speed of these.


Brady took especial notice of gray
horse, which won every race until even
ling, when, as if enyious of his speed,
two Indians were placed upon his back
and be was beaten. The starting post
was almost opposite where Brady and
his friend lay, so that they had fair
chance of enjoying the amusement, as
he expressed it. without the risk Of
losing anything by betting on the race"


Brady made all the observations it
was possible for him to make through
the day, and at nightfall he waded out
to the shore and collected his men to-
gether, and proceeded to the campfire
which they had first seen. The two
squaws remained here and were taken
prisoners, and the march homeward
was fairly begun.


AS we have stated, the map furnish
ed by General Brodhead was found very
defective. The distance was found to
be much greater than it was there rep
resented. The provisions and ammuni-
ton of the men were entirely exhausted
by the time they had reached the Big
Beaver on their return. Brady shot an
otter, but neither he nor any of the
men could eat. When he reloaded bis
gun he had put the last charge that
the company possessed down the barrel.
This was, indeed, precious load


All at once he came upon deer
track, and followed it telling his men
that he would probably get shot at it.
1t was not long before he deserted the
animal, and raising his gun, pulled the
trigger, but it flashed in the pan.
Nothing daunted, he sat, "picked his
flint" and started on again.


Brady had gone but short distance
when he deserted in the path before
him large Indian on horseback, with
q child before, and its white mother
behind him, number Of warriors
marching in the rear. The miscreants
were returning from successful
marauding expedition upon some of the
settlers cabins.


Brady's first impulse was to shoot the
Indian on horseback, but as he raised
his rifle he observed that the child's
head rolled from side to side with the
motion, and that consequently if the
shot was fatal to the Indian, the proba-
bilities were that it would slsy the
child also. Accordingly he stepped
behind a tree, and waited until he
could make his aim sure.


When that moment came he took
deliberate aim, pulled the trigger, and
the savage rolled to the ground, drag
ging the child and mother with him.
Brady, in his ringing, stentorisn voice,
called to his men to surround the
Indians and shoot every one down. AT
the same time be sprang to the fallen
savage to secure his powder horn but
as it was fast to his neck, he could not
pull it off Being dressed like an
Indian the woman took him to be one,
aud said:


"Why do you shoot your brother'"


Brady gave her a quick glance and
her as an old acquaintance.
Catching up the child, he said:


"Jennie Stupes, l am Captain Brady,
;olIow me and | will save you and your
,hild."


Grasping the hand of the woman in
lis own, while he held the child with
he other, he darted from the path into
he woods. The Indians fired at them
even after they were be-
7ond sight, but neither was harmed,
md the savages, fearing an ambush, {
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