THE RED STORM
Or the Days of Daniel Boone
By JOEL
" CHATTER XVII. (Continued.)
"There Is your rifle," said his bene
factress. "I see it; but I don't feel as though
I could go without sayiu' a few words
that seem to be pressin' up from my
heart. You have saved my life and I
thank you for it," returned the forester,
with much feeling. "I've been looking
at you for a good while as you sat by
the fire so pensive and melancholy-like,
and somehow or other I took a fancy to
you."
"I'm such a half savage that I don't
see how anybody living could be pleased
with me," replied Iunis, weeping vio
lently. "If anybody else should dare to call
you a half savage, I reckon they'd never
do it again In my hearing," returned
Ballard emphatically. "The fact is you
suit me exactly, and I hope you'll ex
cuse me for sayin' so. You see, I'm a
plain-speakin' man, and I say what I
mean and mean honest. I don't want
to make you blush, nor be forrad on
short acquaintance; but if you shouldn't
take a likin' to me, I'm sure that in the
course of natur' somethin' will break."
The bold scout laid his hand on his
heart, as if to intimate that the "some
thin " which might be expected to
"break" was in that particular locality.
"Do go, Mr. Ballard, for I don't feel
as though I ought to stand talking with
you here. It's not likely we shall meet
again," said Innis.
"I shall go, but I shall come to see
you again," said Ballard, moving to
ward the open air. The scout paused
and turned once more toward his bene
factress. "I hope this affair won't get you into
auy trouble," he' added thoughtfully.
"Don't think of me; I shall do very
well," returned Innis, hastily.
"If you should ever want a protector,
or feel the need of a friend, let me know
it, and I'll go through fire and water to
serve you," he added. And invoking a
hearty blessing upon Innis McKee, he
glided quietly out of the cavern, and the
cool, free air of heaven kissed his brow.
As he hurried from the hills, he forgot
the dull ache occasioned ' by the blow
upon his head, and thought only of the
renegade's daughter, whose beauty had
quite conquered him. He resolved to
seek her again at the earliest opportu
nity, and do all in his power to make
a favorable impression upon her young
heart
I - CHAPTER XVIII.
Allan Norwood raised Simon Kenton
from the ground, and discovered that
blood was flowing from the sleeve of his
hunting shirt. He instantly bared the
left arm, and found that a ball had lodg
ed in it just below the left shoulder.
He then proceeded to bind his handker
chief tightly about the limb, In order to
stop the profuse hemorrhage. Kenton
soon revived, and sturdily protested that
the wound was a mere scratch, and that
lie should have no difficulty in going for
ward according to their original inten
tions. A fire was kindled, and a choice piece
of venison which they had brought with
them cooked for their evening meal. Ken
ton's wounded arm had ceased bleeding,
ud he professed to feel much refreshed,
and in good spirits. He proposed that
they should proceed toward a Cherokee
village which was situated in a south
eastern direction. If Rosalthe had been
carried there by any of the war parties,
the greater portion of the distance was
probably accomplished by water, which
would effectually baffle pursuit In the or
dinary way; consequently, to learn any
thing of Rosalthe, providing that she
had been thus abducted, the chances of
success would be greatest to take the
nearest way to the village, and trust to
circumstances and their own resources
for the rest.
Before mornine Norwnnrt
that his companion began to falter; his
foot pressed the soil less firmly; he gave
evident signs of exhaustion, and his
breathing grew hurried. His haggard
features and toilsome tread checked the
impatience and excited the pity of Allan.
"This is not right!" he exclaimed,
stopping suddenly. "You are exerting
yourself beyond your strength."
"I believe," said Kenton, faintly,
"that the blood has started again."
Norwood hastened to examine the
wound, and found that the handkerchief
had been displaced by his exertion in
walking and the bleeding had conimpnc
ed anew, and was very profuse. The
handkerchief was again adjusted and
they were on the point of moving on
when the bark of a dog attracted their
attention. Kenton leaped to his feet,
and laying his right hand heavily upon
Allan's shoulder, said, in a tone that sent
the blood upon its way with a quicker
impulse;
"That Is an Indian dog; we are pur
sued. Nothing remains for us but lp
run for our lives, and break the trail,"
replied Kenton.
"Let us lose no time, then. I fear
more for you than for myself; your
strength may fall on account of that un
fortunate wound."
"When my strength falls, then you
must leave me to my fate," said Ken
ton, calmly.
"Never, while I have life." said 1U
companion. "It were shame Indeed for
me to abandon e brave man In the hour
of his most pressing need. May heaven
savo me from that heinous sin!"
The young men now exerted their ut
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most strength to evade their savage pur
suers, but occasionally the bark of a
dog admonished them thnt they were still
unsuccessful.
"We can never elude them while that
dog is after us," said Kenton, at length.
"We must wait till he cornea up and
shoot him."
"That will be a dangerous experiment,
for the Indians are probably not far be
hind him."
"It's our only chance; so you may go
on. I will stop and dispatch him."
"Rather reverse that proposition, for
I am in better condition than you."
But Kenton would not change his res
olution, and Norwood protested that he
would not leave his side. Both the par
ties stood perfectly still, and the dog
came on at full speed.
"I will stop his barking," observed Al
lan, cocking his rifle.
"Take good aim," said Kenton, anx
iously. "Be calm. I am always self-possessed
in the hour of danger. I am called a
good shot, also."
Our hero took deliberate aim and fired
at the dog; he fell, and they heard a
rustling among the leaves, produced by
his death struggles.
"'Twas coolly done," remarked Ken
ton. "And now let us change our course
once more. When you find strong grape
vines that have climbed tall trees, lay
hold of them and swing yourself forward
as far as possible, in order to break
the trail. I will set the example."
They had gone but a short distance
from the spot before an opportunity
offered to try this experiment. Kenton
grasped the vine with both his hands,
as well as his wounded arm would per
mit, and swung himself forward a dis
tance of several yards, and striking upon
very rocky soil, his feet left no percep
tible Imprint. Allan followed his exam
ple, with similar results, and then both
ran for life, for they heard the sav
ages approaching.
All the various artifices to baffle pur
suit were resorted to; but when the par
ties paused, ready to fall down with
exhaustion, the sound of the savage
horde came faintly to their ears through
the intervening distance.
"I cannot continue this much longer,"
said Kenton. "My strength is failing
fast. Go on; you may yet escape; but
if you try to save me, both will perish.
I will await here the coming of the In
dians. My rifle and pistols are loaded,
and I shall kill the first that appears.
Yes, I shall have the pleasure of three
good shots before I die."
Without making any reply, Allan plac
ed his ear to the earth, and listened
with breathless interest. lie heard ap
proaching steps, and knew the elastic
bounding tread of the red men. He
grasped his rifle firmly, stood a moment
in thought, and looked earnestly at his
friend.
"My dear Kenton!" exclaimed Allan,
"I would not desert so bold and heroic
a comrade- for a thousand worlds; no,
not to save my life. Trust to me, and
we will both escape, or fall side by side.
My plan is formed; proceed as fast as
you are able, and I will soon overtake
you."
"But this generosity is madness; by
giving your life to yonder yelling de
mons, you will not prolong mine five
minutes scarcely as many seconds!"
cried Kenton.
"I do not value existence so lightly
that I am willing to throw it away
without a chance of success. So go for
ward, in heaven's name!" said Allan.
"I will," replied Kenton, sorrowfully.
"We may never meet again; farewell!"
With tearful eyes, and heart melted
and subdued, the forester arose to his
feet, and making a desperate effort, stag
gered on with a speed that surprised
Norwood." The latter threw himself
upon the ground among the rank shrub
bery. He laid his rifle beside him, and
drew his hunting knife from his belt.
The light, bounding footsteps which he
had heard, came more distinctly to bis
anxious ears.
By the sounds which he had heard, he
judged that one of the pursuers was far
in advance of all the rest. If that con
clusion was just, lie could wait for the
foremost savage to come up, and then
slay him on the spot. In the event that
there should prove to be more than one,
it would only remain for him to do the
best he could, and leave all to the Great
Disposer of events.
Allan's eyes were turned with Intense
interest toward the spot where a painted
face, or faces, were expected to appear.
One moment more of breathless expecta
tion, and a gigantic Indian sprang into
view. He was darting .onward like a
bloodhound, panting with exertion. In
his right hand he held his gun, and his
eyes were fixed with fearful eagerness
upon the trail, casting occasionally keen
and sweeping glances Into the forest be
yond. He came on; he was flying past the
spot where the bold hunter lay. The
latter bounded up, leaping upon the sav
age like a young Hon the hunting knife
flashed In the first faint beams of the
morning, and then sank deep in the red
man's breast. A hollow groan was giv
en to the gentle winds, and the pursuer
had run his race. The athletic limbs
quivered an instant, and all was still.
Allan thrust his crimson blade Into Its
sheath, cast one look at the quiet out
lines of the body, and then left the spot
with hasty tread. He overtook Ken-
ton, wlia was dragging his exhausted
1 frame along. When he heard steps be
hind him he turned about and cocked
his rifle, thinking "ie savages were upon
him; but saw Instead the resolute face
of our hero.
"My dear Norwood!" he cried, while
large tears rolled down his sunburnt
cheeks, "I " nover expected to see you
again-on earth. What have you done?"
"I have slain the lender of the pur
suit; I have sent him on the eternal
trail that no warrior ever retraced."
"You have done well; the next half
hour will decide this qnestiou of life
or death," returned Kenton.
"I know it; now lean on me, and wo
will baffle them yet. Here is a brook;
we will walk in it It may break the
trail."
By Norwood's help Kenton was ablo
to proceed. Tliey doubled on their own
tracks; . they changed their direction
many times; and when the sun was an
hour high, no sound of pursuit could
be heard, and they began to hope that
the savages were at fault, or had aban
doned the enterprise altogether.
It was now imperatively necessary
that Kenton should rest. While looking
for a place suitable to that object, they
discovered an Indian lodge, which proved
to be uninhabited. Of this they imme
diately took possession. To the sur
prise of both parties, they perceived that
a fire had recently been kindled there,
and. several articles of cynifort were left,
among which were pieces of venlsou,
mats, a few undressed deerskins, etc.
, Allan hailed this discovery as a sin
gular piece of good fortune, and instant
ly set himself at work to minister prop
erly to the wants of his friend. He
dressed bis wound as well as he could,
searched for a spring, brought him cool
and refreshing water, and then arranged
,the mats and deerskins, and prevailed
upon him to lie down and recruit his ex
hausted energies.
Kenton complied, making efforts dur
ing the time to induce Norwood to leave
him there, and put a safer distance be
tween himself and the Indians, who
might- possibly be on their trail.
Our hero was of course deaf to these
suggestions; and in a short timo had
the pleasure of seeing his comrade sink
into a deep and tranquil sleep. He then
kindled a fire and moving about softly,
commenced cooking as well as the case
would admit, some of the venison so
providentially provided.
While Allan was engaged in this man
ner, a human figure darkened the lodge
door. The unexpected visitor was an
Indian maiden. When she beheld our
hero, she drew back with an exclama
tion of surprise.
"Come in," said Allan, perceiving she
was in doubt.
"What does the pale face seek here?"
she asked, with a dignified air.
"I don't know that it would be proper
to make you my confidante," replied
Allan, with a smile.
"Confidence sometimes makes friends,"
added the 'Indian girl, In excellent Eng
lish, though somewhat loftily.
"I know it, daughter of the red man,"
answered Norwood. "Are any of your
people with you?"
"I am alone; are you afraid?" replied
the maiden.
"Not of you, certainly," said Norwood
with a smile.
"Why are you so near our village?"
inquired Star-Light.
"A young maiden has disappeared
from the station on the Kentucky riv
er," rejoined our hero, resolving to trust
her with the object of his mission.
"Such things often happen; but why
do you seek her In this direction? Do
you lay this new sin at the door of the
Cherokee? Is the red face always at
fault? Did the Great Spirit make them
a nation of thieves?"
"I said not so; but we seek that
which Is lost in all places where there
Is a posibility of its being found. Is
it not so?"
"Know that the White Cloud is safe;
she will return again to Boonesborough
before the next moon. Go back and tell
her friends so."
"What strange thing Is this you say?"
cried Allan.
"Am I speaking to the winds, that
you do not understand? Are my words
so idle that they do not Interest you? I
said that the white maiden was safe,"
rejoined Star-Light.
"Where is she? Let me see her let
mo speak to her!" cried Allan.
"What is White Cloud to you?" asked
Star-Light, coldly, looking steadily at
Allan.
"Oh, she is much! I think of her and
dream of her!" exclaimed Norwood.
"And does she dream of you?" resum
ed Star-Light, in the same tone.
"Alas, no! She does not even know
me. I am impatient to know more. If
you really speak truly, lead me to Ro
salthe," added Norwood.
"I should lead you ,to. your death.
You would never return to the great
fort to say that the pale maiden lives,"
returned Star-Light, emphatically.
"Rosalthe is a captive among your peo
ple how, then, can she be safe? ask
ed the young man.
"That is known to me and not to
you. I will tell no more," said Star-
Light.
"You shall!" cried Norwood, starting
to his feet.
"The daughter of the proud Cherokee
fears nothing. She Is wining to mnKe
the friends of the White-Cloud glad by
sending them word that she is safe; but
should you torture her with fire she
would tell no more," replied star-wgni,
drawing ud her person majestically.
The dignified and assured air of the
Cherokee maiden arrested Allan in his
purpose. He stood before her irreso.
lute and embarrassed. Before he had
recovered his self-possession, Star-Light
had glided from the lodge, and disap
peared in the forest.
To be continued.)
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