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TIIE INDIAN'S REVENGE ;
THE DOOM OF TIIE AGGRESSOR.
A TALC OP I77G.
BY JOSEPH I. MATTHIAS.
OR,
CHAPTER I.
No! my free soul disdains to turn; the epark
Of Liberty hath kindled in my breast,
And never will I quench at earth-born man's
Behest a flame that Heaven commanded first
To rlow; though on his frowning1 brow eat thunder,
I'd meet my tyrant and defy the bolt."
Bride of Airdo s.
It was a clear, beautiful morning in the sum
mer of 1776. The bright rays of Phcebus were
rapidly dissolving the glittering diamonds of dew
that sparkled in resplendent magnificence, cloth
ing hiil and vale in a glorious robe of golden
liirht. Not a cloud appeared in the whole cir
cumference of the horizon's vast expanse, to dim
the deep, ethereal blue. Not a sound came up
on the air, save the delightful notes of nature's
sweet choristers, whose music, from the adjacent
tree, was wafted to the enraptured senses on
litrht breezes, redolent with increase from the
perfumed flowers. The clear waters of the ma
jestic Delaware rolled cn in silent grandeur, oc
casionally interrupted by the passage cf some
tiny bark, that glittered for a while upon its pol
ished surface, and then was lost in the distance.
It was a glorious scene a spectacle of splen
dor ! A scene well calculated to call forth the
poet's brilliant conception :
"Breathes ihere a man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land?'
Upon a high eminence, that rose above a long
continuous range of hills, on that part of the
New Jersey coast, designated as Red Bank
gazing upon the enchanting beauties of the bright
moon, stood a youth of noble and commanding
figure, whose animated features glowed with en
thusiasm as he pointed out the glories of the sur
rounding scenery, to a young and beautiful fe
male, who gracefully reclined upon his arm, and
whose dark eyes sparkled with delight as she
listened to the eloquent tones'of her companion.
"Walter," said the fair girl, "thou wilt not act
imprudently thou wilt do nothing rash?"
"Nay, Ida !" replied the youth, "fear not for
me. The glorious cause of our Liberty is too
closely woven with the fibres of thy Walter's
heart, to tempt him to commit an act pernicious j
to our righteous cause."
"I know it, Walter; full well I know it. But
still " and the fair Ida hesitated.
"Come, Ida, give to the winds these melancho
ly musings, which are but as the idle phantasies
of some midnight dream, whose shadowy sub
stance flits before thy too creative imagination,
and fancy takes the form of stern reality."
"Well, Walter, I will patiently await thy re
turn. But twice has Col. OsVorne' crossed my
path. What his intentions are "
"What, Osborne !" interrupted the youth, the
indignant blood mounting to his brow, "that pan
der ! If the villain dares to offer you an insult,
Ida, I'd tear him limb from limb."
"Nay, calm thyself, Walter ; perhaps lie means
not harm."
"Ah ! my fair Ida," replied Walter, "you know
not what a fiend in human form this Osborne is.
If it be possible, avoid him."
"I will do so, Walter," said Ida. .
"It is well, my girl. Soon, I hope, these Eng
lish tyrants shall be driven from our land, and
peace and content once more become its in
mates." "Heaven grant it,' fervently exclaimed the
fair girl.
"Come, Ida, however reluctant, I am compel
led to leave this splendid view. The sun has al
ready mounted high in yon glorious east, and
bids me tarry not. If it be possible, I will re
turn to-night."
"God speed thee, Walter I" said Ida, and the
lovers retreated from the commanding position
they had occupied and were soon lost to view
amid the forest foliage.
Walter Carlton was the only son of an aristo
cratic old gentleman who resided at Gloucester,
hnd who had endeavored by every possible means,
to inculcate the infatuated principles of w hich he
was possessed into the mind of his son. Open
ly, and in no measured terms, he denounced the
course pursued by the young advocates of free
dom, and bitter were the invectives that he launch
ed forth upon the devoted Walter, when he per
ceived that all his efforts proved unavailing and
that his frail arguments in the cause of British
tyranny had no effect upon his noble-minded son ;
his oft repeated threat to disinherit Kim was also
disregarded. In truth, the more the old gentle
man railed, the firmer became Walter m his re
solution to oppose all oppression. Matters stood
in this verv unenviable nosition. whert his father
suddenly died, and Walter was left io pursue the
dictates of his own conscience which soon led
him to take an active part in his country's quar
rels. -
Irt early life, Walter had ever been4he asso-
date, as well as the youthful protector, of Ida,
the fair daughter of Isaiah Preston, a gentleman
esteemed alike as a philanthropist, ami as one of
tne most zealous advocates in the cause of Ameri
can independence. Ida was, indeed, a beautiful
creature a being whom the poet might deem a
model for . his brightest imagery. The black.
flashing eye, and the snowy brow, the glossy
ringlets and the perfect symmetry of form all
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-but these were
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poor possessions,
"VVhen compared to her still lovelier mind."
The bright star of intellectuality beamed from
her animated countenance, and spoke of a soul
within that admitted no contaminating influence
to thwart its loftiness of purpose. Long had
her young and pure affections been bestowed
upon the noble Walter, whose ingenuous nature
gloried in the trust, and the fair Ida proved the
shrine that prompted many an heroic deed.
They were admired and esteemed by their youth
ful friends, and the .blessings of the aged follow
ed them.
On the morning with which our tale commen
ces, Walter was compelled to start for Philadel
phia on very urgent and important business in
tending, however, to return the same evening.
He was the more anxious that this should be the
case, as some strange and gloomy forebodings
had taken possession of Ida's mind, that trouble
was brooding over them. Walter endeavored to
dispel them as idle fancies, but his generous ef
forts proved unsuccessful. He accompanied her
from their delightful morning recreation, to with
in a short distance of her parent's house, and
then with an affectionate farewell, they parted.
As Ida approached her home, she encountered
her father at the door, who was about leaving on
a visit to a friend, about two miles distant. Ida
would have entreated her father to remain at
home that day but then she thought that per
haps her fears were only imaginary, and finally j
he departed, and she was left alone, saving the j
presence of an aged porter, called "old Philip." j
She entered the house, and with a heavy heart
sat down to ruminate.
It was by repeated acts of aggression on the
part of some British and Hessian soldiers, who
had quartered in the vicinity of Red Bank, that lip made a feeble resistance, but he soon perceiv
the long smouldering flame of liberty was on the ed that it was useless ; and, as his principal ob
cve of bursting into a broad blaze, and hurling ject was the protection of his young mistress, he
defiance to this arbitrary power. These soldiers ( quietly led the way into the vault.' Then, after
j were commanded by a Col. Osborne, a man who j
was despised and contemned by the whole neigh-
borhood, as being an unprincipled wretch, who ;
hesitated at no obstacle that would lead to the
gratification of his licentious and degrading pas-
sions. lie was an ooject ot detestation to an,
alike for his petty acts of tyranny and his mid-1
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night marauding depredations. iot a lamny was
there within several miles but had been subject . their wandering senses, and the demon of iniem
to his. unwelcome presence. His acts had be- J perance held his sway. A song was called for,
come intolerable, and a spirit of resentment was jarKi given by one of the soldiers, and old Phillip
evidently manifesting itself among the indignant listened to this minion of British arrogance, as he
peasantry. This was the man whom Ida Pres- aiuied tyranny and oppression, until his blood
ton secretly feared, for the look that he cast upon rose in a'ferment of indignation. At this instant,
her, as she met him the day previous, had sent a I one called out
thrill of horror to her very soul.
Slowly and tediously passed the hours of that
day to Ida. At length the shades of night be
gan to gather over the earth, but neither Walter
nor her father had vet returned. Ida bade the
old porter to make the usual preparations for
closing the house for the night, while with a fa
vorite volume, she endeavored to disperse her
melancholy thoughts.
About two hours after dark, Col. Osborne, ac
companied by . eight of his confederates in crime,
halted before the residence of Isaiah Preston.
Osborne commanded, in an imperative tone, one
of his minions to knock for admittance, which
he did so clamorously as to rouse the old porter,
who tottered to the door, as fast as his advanced
age would admit. On opening the door, he start
ed back at the ferocious appearance of the men
who stood without.
"Come, come, old dotard!" shouted Osborne,
"do you intend to keep us waiting here all night?
Come, stir thy lazy pace, and tell your master
we would spend the night with him."
"Your pardon, gentleman," quietly remarked
the old man, "but Mr. Preston is from home."
"Well, carry our compliments to the old lady,
and say the same to her," continued Osborne.
"Mrs. Preston, gentlemen, is deceased. There
are no inmates of the house, at present, save the
daughter Ida, and your servant, and I would beg
of you not to disturb the young and timid girl.
Farther to the south, beyond the great oak, you
will find comfortable quarters for the night."
"Why, thou croaking old drone, would'st dic
tate to us. S'.ving loose the bars from off thy
fastened gates, that our steed may enter, and look
to it that they fare well, or woe to thy gray
hairs.'
"It cannot be, gentlemen'' ....
"Out upon thee, villian. Jerome, dismount
and burst that stubborn gate. The old fool would
parley with us till day-break." "
The man did as he was bid, and the next in
stant the old oak gate swung from its hinges with
a tremendous crash, and the whole troop gallop
ed into the yard.
Jt will be easier to imagine than to describe
the variety of conflicting emotions that filled the
bosom' of the gentle Ida, at this extraordinary pro
ceeding. She had stood at the end of the long
hall during the conversation between the old por
ter and Oaborne, and When the order was given
to burst open the gate, she sank into a seat, over
comp. by the violence of her feelings.
She was suddenly roused from her reverie by
the hurried voice of old Phillip.
"Miss Ida! what Is to be done?'
"Heaven only knows Phillip. Call irt the
dogs ; they may afford us some protection."
The old man opened a side door, and gave a low
call when two large dogs bounded into the room,
and crouched down beside Ida.
"Miss Ida had better retire to Master's private
room," said Phillip.
"And what does old Phillip intend doing?" in
quired Ida.
"To remain hero, and provide for these intru
dcrs the best fare the house will afford. . As yet
they have offered me no violence, and perhaps all
may yet end wehV : ::
' "Hark!" interrupted Ida, "they are aproach
ing the house !'
"It is so !" said the old man
"Yon fear not ?" inquired Ida
"No !" he replied ; "but it were well if Walter
Carlton were here."
A slight blush mantled the features of the fair
girl, as she earnestly responded
"Would to God that Walter were here !"
Ida darted through an open door, followed by
the faithful and watchful dogs. She arrived at
her father's private room, at the farther end of
the building ; she entered, turned the key within
the lock, and sat down to await the result of this
outrageous intrusion.
As Ida left the room, the same instant Osborne
and his companions entered.- One of the soldiers
caught a glimpse of her retreating figure, and in
sisted on following her, swearing that she should
be a participant in their repast. But old Philip
stepped firmly before him, and, in a resolute tone,
bade him desist.
"Never mind the girl,'' said Osborne "let the
old fellow stir about, and get us wherewithal to
appease our appetites."
Aye, aye," responded the others, "give us
something to eat and drink first, and the girl af
ter !"
"If ye be men," added old Phillip, excited,
"you will not seek to insult a defenceless female.
To what accommodations the house affords, ye
are welcome ; but while this old arm has strength
to wield an axe, the daughter of Isaiah Preston
shall never be injured !" And the old man's eyes
flashed defence upon the ruffians, as they stood
in awe before him.
"Come," resumed Osborne, "cease your preach
ing, old moralist, and the girl snail hot be harm-
cd."
"Enough!" said the old man; and in a few
moments the dining table was laden with all an
epicure could wish but still these satellites of
English tyranny were not content. One vehe
mently clamored for champaign, another Madei
ra, and others were for malt liquors. At last,
one seized a tankard, that stood upon the table,
and insisted on going into the cellar, and, as he
expressed it, "choosing for himself.' Old Phil-
first drinking to satiety, the soldier returned la-
den with every variety of liquor which was to be
found in the cellar.
Old Phillip followed him back to the room,
and occupied a position in which he might have
afuli opportunity of witnessing their proceedings,
T.nnd and hnistrrmi nnw hf.mmr thn fpstivp
board, the fumes of the wine began to
wine began to scatter
"Let's have the lass!" And four of them
sprang simultaneously to the door.
Old Phillip had anticipated this, and, in a mo
ment, stood a barrier to the further progress.
"Give way, old man, or by my soul thou diest!"
exclaimed the foremost of the ruffians.
"Off, hireling!" shouted the old man, as he
seized an axe, "or I'll cleave thee from head to
foot!"
"Dost threaten, rebel !" he exclaimed, and he
made toward old Phillip with his bayonet.
Quick as thought, the old man swung.the axe
above his head, and cleft the villain in the brain.
Loud were the execrations that followed, as sword
after sword were thrust through the body of the
aged veteran, and he fell lifeless across the thresh
old of the door.
There was a pause but the -sight of blood
raised the demon within their souls, and they
were madly rushing , forward, as Isaiah Preston
dashed through an open window from the garden,
followed by an aged Indian, and stood confront
ing them.
"Down with the rebels!" cried one
of the
gang,
"Aye. ave ! down with them !" echoed the oth
ers ; and in an instant Mr, Preston and his fol
lower found themselves surrounded with mad
men, thirsting for blood.
They made a brave resistance, but the odds
were fearful. Mr. Preston fought, until two of
their number were stretched in death before him,
when he was beaten down. He fell, and the last
words that came from his lips were, "Ida ! God
protect thee 1"
The Indian was about turning to make his es
cape through the window, when the .villain Os
borne came cautiously behind him, arid pointing
a pistol at his head, shot him dead on the spot !
"Now my lads now for the girl !" exclaimed
Osborne.
He gazed around him, and found that he was
followed but by three of his late companions ; the
remainder lay in the deep sleep of death.
With rapid strides, he passed from room to
room, linlil he came to Ida's. The door was
locked. He called for admittance; no answer
came but the quick clicking of a gun-lock came
upon his Can Again he rudely demanded admit
tance. "Never !" was echoed in a firm tone from the
apartment. t
Enraged at the delay, he commanded his men
to force an entrance. The order was obeyed
the door flew open and Ida Preston stood be
fore them The assailants started backj awed by
the majestic being -who confronted them. The
dogs were crouching at her feet, ready, at her
summons, to spring .upon the intruders. In her
hands j she held a pointed rifle, whilst indignation,
mingled with a calm, heroic firmness, played up
on. her detennined countenance.
"What I", shouted the enraged Osborne, "held
at bay, and by a woman ! Seize her!" ; "
The soldiers remained motionless
"Fiends seize ye all, for cowards !" he cried,
almost suffocating with passion. ",.'."'
"Soldiers !" exclaimed the heroic .Ida "If ye
fear death, beware; Advance but a step, at your
pcriL Your blood be upon your own head for
Ida Preston never will become the prisoner of
Cel. Osborne, while she breathes the breath of
life, - As for thee, thou mean despoiler, thou hast
yet to learn what an American's daughter dare do,
when her honor needs protection. Nay, frown
not so darkly, for I fear not thy most impotent
fury !"
"Do you hear her, villains !" shouted the infu
riated - Osborne, "or have ye become palsied at
sight of a vaunting woman 1 Advance and seize
her""
"Perish thou first" exclaimed Ida, as she dis
charged the rifle at the breast of Osborne He
had anticipated the movement, and stepped quick
ly aside as the bail passed by him harmlessly,
and laid low one of his companions
"Well done, my fair one P tauntingly exclaim
ed the villain.
"Seize them " cried the" undaunted girl to the
dogs, as she pointed to the soldiers
The animals sprung from her side, and grap
pled with the assailants.
Osborne, furiously darted towards Ida. She
drew, from her bosom a small poinard, and raised
on high the glittering weapon as he advanced ;
her arm descended. She missed'her aim, and
Osborne exultingly caught her in his arms.
. "Now, now I have thee " exclaimed the vil
lain, as he moved toward the door.
- "Ida Ida" shouted a voice from the corri
dor.
"Ha ha ha Walter Walter' laughed
the half frantic girl, as her quick ear caught the
wellknown voice "Here here P
A rattling sound came along the passage, and
the next instant Walter Carlton stood confront
ing the villain Osborne.
Swift as the lightning's flash, Walter's trusty
sword leaped from its scabbard, and crossed ihat
of Osborne, who stood awaiting the youth's im
petuous onset. Thrust followed thrust in quick
succession, until Walter, by a powerful and dex
terous movement, shattered his enemy's weapon,
and Osborne stood defenceless.
"Get thee gone, base repiile !" exclaimed Wal
ter, in a tone of bitter contempt, for he knew not
of the horrid work of slaughter which had been
enacted in the hall.
Osborne, humbled and crest-fallen, made no
reply, but, asheapproaehed the door, he silent
ly drew from his breast a pistol, levelled it at
Walter, and drew the trigger. Naught but a few
sparks were emitted therefrom, and the villain
turned and fled, followed by his two remaining
companions, who were right willing to escape
from the clutches of the faithful dogs.
"Villain " cried Walter, in scorn. "Aha
more of your British courage But rouse thee,
Ida, my sweet girl ; to tarry here alone is full of
peril."
"Walter" breathed Ida, faintly, "for Heav
en's sake, seek my father"
"Thy father, Ida Went he not hence on yes
terday ?"
"He did, Walter, he did But last night,
whilst Osborne and his companions were in the
midst of their revelry, old Indian Jchn passed
your windem-, and I bade him seek my father,
and advise him of the threatened danger."
"Then Heaven shield him, my Ida " exclaim
ed Walter, as he quickly darted from the room.
With rapidity he passed the long corridor, nor
paused until, horror-struck, he beheld the pros
trate and still bleeding form of old Phillip. He
lifted the old man in his arms, but life had fled.
He passed on into the room, and there, with his
hilge broad-sword still firmly clutched within a
death-gripe, lay the lifeless father of his beloved
Ida. Strewn around him were the inanimate
bodies of the ruffian intruders, whose lives had
paid the forfeit of their audacity. Farther on,
close under the window, lay the old Indian, whom
Oaborne had shot in the acfc of making his es-
in the acfc of making
cape.
In an agony of grief Walter stood gazing up
on this heart-rending Spectacle; whilst the hot
tears rolled down his manly cheek ; he dashed
the briny drops from him, and hi3 patriotic spirit
burst forth in terrible denunciations: He rush
ed back into the presence of Ida his lips mov
ed not but his countenance told too well the
tale of horror.
"My father?" gasped Ida. "
"Dead !" was the terrible response.
"The noble girl stood for a moment, as if trans
fixed, She gave vent to no shriek no scream
of agony or despair no tear coursed her marble
features but she stood mute and motionless, an
image of deep, soul-fraught misery.
"Lead me to him " she said, in a fearful but
calm tone.
"My beloved Ida !" cried the alarmed Walter,
for he trembled lest her reason had fled.
"Walter, I would look upon my father P she
said in the same tone.
Walter hesitatingly, led her to the chamber of
death., .She stood beside her dead father ! She
gazed long, steadfastly upon his rigid features,
and then turned to Walter.
"Leave me with the dead, Walter, and go rouse
the neighborhood.".
The youth answered not, but left the apart
ment. In a few moments he returned, followed
by a score of the honest peasantry.
"Friends," said Ida, as she pointed to her fa
ther's corpse -"friends, it is the first immolation
upon the altar of Liberty. The sacrifice cries for
vengeance!"
"He shall have it I" was echoed by those a
round her.
"Walter be thine .the guerdon !" said Ida.
"I accept it !" replied the youth :
"May God prosper thee!" she , fervently ex
claimed,, as she was led unresistingly from the
room. -
"Brothers 1" Cried Walter, when Ida had de
parted "Countrymen! the 'momentous period
has now arrived and the long impending blow
must now be struck. Your wives and children
Lcry for protection the desolating whirlwind
threatens your very hearths the lordly minions
of British tyranny have desecrated the home of
your revered neighbor- shall the foul injury go
unheeded?" .
"No! no! never!" shouted the peasants.
"It is a right brave spirit that ye show," con
tinued Walter , his countenance flushed with the
enthusiasrrfof the moment, "and God grant that
it remain unal ered. Here, my friends upon
wis consecraiea spoi nere, over mese Dieeaingitj assertion
martyrs to our sacred cause, we will unite our
selves in an indissoluble union never to sheathe
the sword of liberty until these usurpers be driv
en from our soil, and the bright banners of free
dom and independence shall wave in defiance of
despotic Englandi"
"Liberty for ever ! We will be free J" were
the exclamations of the indignant crowd." J
"Home, then, my friends, and prepare for the
conflict!" urged Walten' "Tomorrow, at sun
set, we will meet at the great oak I"
The crowd then difpersed to their respective
homes and Walter to seek his Ida, whom he
prevailed upon to leave her parental domain, for
the residence of a near relative, on the Pennsyl
vania side of the Delaware, where she would be
free from the dangers of the coming scenes "of
strife and bloodshed.
At an early hour on the succeeding morning,
Walter conveyed Ida in a light skiff across the
river, and after seeing her safe to her transient
abode, he left her, and returned to resume his
part in his suffering country's cause.
Col. Osborne had always shown a deep and
implacable hatred towards young Walter Carl
ton, which was by no means lessened in his re
cent overthrow, and expulsion from the house of
Mr. Preston. His subtle ingenuity soon devised
means by which he deemed to secure to himself
the fair Ida, as well as rid him pf his mortal ene
my. The old Indian whom he had so inhumanly
murdered, was the favorite of a small tribe of
Delawares, who roamed that portion of the
cpuntry; and his villainous determination was to
fix the murder upon Walter Carlton, and thus,
while he left Ida without her lover's protection
he would also secure the friendship of the tribe.
The ensuing day he accosted Upaf, the son of
the old Indian, to whom he unfolded the murder
of his father, at the same time declaring Walter
to be the perpetrator of the deed. Upa3 vowed
he would have the blood of his parent's murderer,
and Osborne volunteered to aid him in his object,
on condition that Upas would discover the re
treat of Ida. Upas entered with avidity into the
scheme, and, in an hour from the interview Os
borne stood upon the banks of the Delaware, ea
gerly watching the progress of a canoe that put
out from a small cove, and was gliding noisiessly
through the rippling waters, guided by young
Upas. With a malignant smile and an exulting
pace, the villain returned to his quarters, whilst
the canoe pursued its onward course.
caAPTcr. IX.
"Slake ready for the charge !
They come they come! Oa brethren to the field,
The word is vengeance." Southey-
The last faint glimmerings of twilight were
fast declining beneath the sable veil of night.
Far to the South thereTOse, at first almost imper
ceptibler but now gradually assuming a more
threatening aspect, a black thick mass of clouds,
whose portentous appearance gave earnest of a
stormy night. Quick- flashes of lightning, fol
lowed by sharp, loud mutterings of ihunder, be
gan to chase each other down the western hori
zon in rapid succession. Large drops of rain
came pattering down, and nothing was wanting
to complete the cheerless aspect of the scene, as
een the few bright luminaries that had glittered
for a time upon the cloudy firmament, had sunk
beneath the misty sky.-
Standing upon .a high projecting bank that
overhung the picturesque and romantic shores
of the now troubled Delaware, exposed to all
the inclemencies of the tempestuous night, stood
a tall, gaunt form, anxiously gazing over the ris
ing waters, which lashed the shores beneath.
After straining his sight to catch a glimpse of
some expected object, through the thick and a!
mostimpenetrable gloom, he suddenly started
from his attentive attitude, and began to pace
rapidly to and fro along the cliff. His hasty
strides marked the. greatest impatience. At last,
his feelings seemed to have been worked upon be
yond endurance he furiously stamped upon the
earth; and ground his teeth with rage.
"Fool that I was to trust the frail hearted cow
ard. Perdition seize his traitorous soul if he
has betrayed me I Now that my schemes were
so well laid, to be foiled ! Dog"
- He was suddenly interrupted, in his angry ra
vings, by a low shrill whistle, that proceeded
from a thick underbush half way down the bank.
The sound at first startled him, and he involun
tarily grasped a short rifle that stood beside him,
but the next moment took from a small neatly
woven net bag that hung at his sidej an ivory
whistle, from which he drew a shrill sound) sim
ilar to that he had just heard.
The echo had scarcely died away, when there
wasa slight rustling of the bushes on the very
verge of the steep, and the next instant, with an
expressive "Ugh i" the agile form of a swarthy
son of the forest stood before him.
"Ha! Upas! what success?" impatiently in
quired he who had been iti waiting. "Quick !
play riot thfc niggard with thy speech, but give it
speedy utterance. Will he cemfe TV
"He will not!' ' ' .
"The fair Ida. Is she still there V
"The young fawn has fled !"
- "Perdition i thou liest, dog 1 Give me the truth j
or, I'll have thee flayed, and the lyWg tongue
cut from thy mouth !"
"Upas fear's riot the wrath of the white man I
He has told Col. Osbojne the truth. The fair
maiden of the dark hair has fled 1"
"Could'st gain no information whither!
"None ?"
"Hark thee, Upas 1 be. not obstinate. Take
thoujive of the most sure footed of thy tribe,and
get thee upon the track of the girl Ida. Start
thee with the. sun, and if to-morrow, at thi3
hour, thou bring'st me her, or can tell with
certainty of her abode, I swear thou shalt have
the blood of Walter Carlton ere the filling of a
nnthfir moon !"
At this." instant the radlent orb of night burst
forth from beneath the mass .of clouds under
whose thick folds its effulgence had been hid,
and -lit up the features of the savage, whose
countenance gleamed with an -almost demoniac
cxpression. He stood for a momeht as if ho
misunderstood the man who had made thw ohm
The Indian's aod unconsciously
sought the handle of his scalping knife, while
his limbs quivered m the ferocity of his joy ; Hi
sunken rye started a gleam of triumph "shot c-
cross the lineaments of his swarthy face his
whole being deuo tfed the graflficaUon of a deep
ly'cherished desire ,
"Shall it be so ?" he asked as he loci; ed stead
ily into the olhers fcr with a cavagc glare
"It shall!" replied the other.
"You swear it ?'"' "
I swear!" " :
"Enough! the maiden shall be your?, though
Upas perish ! To-morrow night I will again be
here Look for me n t across the waters for the
ear of the guard below is quick and his rifltt
sure Upa"s will choose a path known but td
himself! and with a light bound the Indian waJ
lost amid the mazes of the forest -
Osborne stood for some time; absorbed in deep"
contemplation. ' The rustliag of the trees around
him, caused by the rising wind, started him from
his reverie. He cast a suspicious glance about
him as he muttered
"I will attempt it, desperate though it be, and
abide the issue. If this savage devil can obtain
Walter afterwards, well and good : it may an
swer my purpose all the better.; If not, what
care I? so I once get in possession of the girl
Upas and his whole tribe may sink into ".The
words were lost in the distance, as he stalked a
way, and entered a rude stone edifice that lay td
the south of Red Bank
No sooner had he disappeared,' than the forfci
of Upas again emerged from the dense foliage,
close to the spot vacated by Osborne; His per
son seemed now dilated with some mighty pas
sionhe grasped his tomahawk with a desperate
energy from his wampum belt, end teemed
resolved upon hurling it after the retreating
Colonel.
"Aha! Colonel Osborne !" he cried exulting
ly, "the fox sleeps not, though hew out of sight j ,
she of the dark hair shall never be jhlne -though
Walter Carlton shall be mine! The bones' of
my murdered father cry from the grave for ven
geance and he shall have it ! Shade of my
slaughtered sire hear and record my oath !
Never may thy son know rest -never may the
bright-eyed maiden of his race smile again upon
him never may the brave warriors of his tribe
grasp again his hand in amity, until the reeking
scalp of thy murderer hangs high within his
wigwam and he has blood for blood f Father
thy Upas swears to avenge thee !"
With a hollow suppressed yell, the savagd
sprang down the deep declivity, and the next in
stant, in his light canoe Upas was swiftly gliding
across the new moonlit waters of the Delaware'
Leaving the Indian to pursue his course, wo"
will return to Ida Preston .
It would have been impossible to fc;iccive cf
imagine the variety of tumultuous emotion
which actuated the thoughts and feelings of the
suffering fair one after she parted with Walter
Carltcn. A dekening censaticn cf loneliness
came over her, notwithstanding she was sur- -rounded
by near relatives and valued friends.
Her mind was in a continu:d state of suspense
Would her friends prosper in their noble under
taking ? would the sanguine struggle leave Wal
ter unscathed? were the inquiries of her inter
ested bosom. After she had arrived at her re-
lative, and unfolded the tidings of the fierce
strife that was about being enacted by her coun
trymcn, her uncle thought their present resi
dence unsafe it being not more than half- a mile
from the shore, and resolved upon removing to
a country seat farther into the interior, and con
sequently preparations were immediately maueL
for the evacuationj and oh the day following thS
removal was in rapid progress. It was by this
manoeuvre that Upas had failed in his first at
tempt to discover the retreat cf Ida.
On the evening ot me clay cn wnicn iney naa
taken possession of their new tenement, as the
uncertain glimmerings of twilight, rendered all
objects indistinct and indefinite Ida was bIowi
pacing the neatly gravelled- garden walks in a
deep meditative mood, her abstract appearance
denoting that her thoughts were upon other
scenes than those around her when ehe was
suddenly alarmed by the rustling of some shrub
bery at her side, and ere she had time for thought
or action, the form oi Upas the Indian atoou tie
fore her ! Her first impulse was immediate
flight, and she made n faint effort to this effect,.
when the quick hand of the Indian was lightly
laid upon her arm, and in a low tone he bade he
P3Use , , . . : :i
"Fear not! Upas comes not to narra we
dark eyed maiden !" said the Indian, in a' low
and almost inaudible tone; . . . :
"From whence art thou ?" tremblingly inquir
ed Ida
"From the batiks whose sands are like to tha
skin of the Indian !" ''''-
"The cause that brought thee from thy peo
pie?' asked Ida. '
She whom the pale faces call iaav repnea
Upa3i .
"And Whd Sent thee?"
"Walter Carlton.
"Indeed !" .
Aye, His so!"
"Then why came not Walter t"
vThe white warrior tarries with hU people-
the war cloud threatens and he feared to ward
them without his counsel, .The red-coat is on
the trail to thy present home and thy pale-faced
lover fears for thee. He woUld have thee near
er to his sword. Is the young fawn willing to
go?' . - - ' x
"Yes larrV until I return 'V and Ida retraced
her steps to the mansion.
"Aha!" cried Upas, as she disappeared, "tb
young doe sees not the stiafe !".
Ida hastily made the preparations for her d
parture so well did she confide In the direction
of Walter As she left the door of her; transient
residence, hei uncle inquirect-r- r i- -N
"Cm Ida place implicit confidence in the In
dian?" ':":',
Ob,' yes,? he i-eplied ; "my late dear tathei.
has done both him.ajid his parent many a- goo4r ,
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