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the awakened hounds. What will not people do to keep their place in the train of fashion and pleasure? But few go away, compared with the number of arrivals. The pleasures of the place, the opportunity of social intercourse of a grade much higher and more agreeable than is usually enjoyed at watering places, the convenience of making pleasant excursions for miles around the Springs, as a common centre, attract and retain many more guests than the pleasure or the neIcessity of drinking the waters. Paradise and North Carolina Rows, present every evening a most attractive spectacle, the white piazzas filled with crowds of happy visiters, and vocal with hundreds of joyous voices. The seats beneath the trees at twilight are also well filled, and the dancers are beginning, as I write, to gather in the hall. The translucent clouds resting on the peaks of the mountains, have caught and reflected the last rays of the sun that has long since disappeared behind them, and are now softening from their yellow lustre into a thin curling mass of vapor, through which the stars are beginning to twinkle, and beneath which the new moon is bashfully sinking behind the hills. The new moon! If there be not in the modest beaming of that pale crescent the promise of midnight serenade, and of beauty's dream broken by the gentle breathings of flute and flageolet, perchance of manly voice, to the touch of the gay guitar,-there is no virtue extant in the legendary lore of astrology.

The evening air among these hills is damp and misty, and yet no one ever takes cold here. There seems to be a salubriousness even in the vapors which rise amid the mountains, and descend in showers or dews upon us in this happy valley. The truth is, these vapors, from the nature of the soil and the atmosphere, are not miasmatic nor impure. They rise from the pure bosom of our gentle mother," and bear with them nothing that is not healthful, mild and salubrious; and it has actually come to be a popular belief in this region, that the night airs and night dews of the White Sulphur, are highly beneficial to invalids.

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July 30.

"Soft stillness and the night

Become the touches of sweet harmony.
The floor of Heaven

Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
There's not the smallest orb

But in his motion like an angel sings,

Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubim."

I was curious to see how this lovely place looked beneath the still and quiet cope of heaven, lighted only by the stars, at deep midnight; and finding it impossible to recover the sleep that had been broken by the serenaders, I walked forth into the open air, and commenced my midnight ramble. Before me stood the pavilion, imbosomed in foliage,-its white columns showing like marble in the clear starlight. The white cluster of stars that extends in a milky path across the heavens, was shedding down a soft and peculiar radiance upon the statue that presides over the fountain,—while a solitary lamp hung within, to light the casual visitant to the pure element that bubbles up beneath. I stooped to quaff the elixir; for I have learned, as all will learn who come and try, to love it as never did a devotee of Bacchus love the juice of the ruddy grape. I pursued my way refreshed,-and followed the spring from its outlet to its course among the woods that hang over it, reflecting their heavy limbs in its translucent waters. It is a beautiful little stream, and pursues its steady, onward, undeviating, and perennial path, until it swells the current of the great Ohio in the west.

As I passed along this little river's bank, beneath the overarching woods, I suddenly roused the hounds, that lie in their kennel at my left. They had been tired with the day's chase, and were more quiet than usual. Indeed, I had not thought of my proximity to them, as I went on my silent way. But no sooner did they hear my footsteps near their domain, but as if by a unanimous concert of purpose, they rushed open-mouthed to the fence of their enclosure, and raised a baying, that reminded me of Virgil's description of the barking of Cerberus, on the descent of Eneas to Avernus. As my steps receded, they became quiet, or nearly so, an occasional short, sharp howl, alone testifying the unwillingness with which dogs as well as men submit to have their slumbers broken. I felt no compunction on that score, however, offsetting thereto many similar disturbances suffered on my own part, attributable to the

I did not miscalculate on the gallantry and taste of the lovers at Spa. There were serenades last night, even as I predicted. Towards midnight I was wakened by a strain of sweet music, breaking in upon the stillness of night, and charming the air with melody. It proceed - | agency of these very gentry. So, leaving them to ed from the band at present performing here, and was reflect on the virtue and propriety of retributive justice executed with taste and feeling. Soon a voice came as they best might, I pursued my walk. stealing, in unison with the strain, upon my ear. It was breathed from the lips of some youth beneath a lady's window in Paradise Row, and it was with singular appropriateness of selection, that the serenader, in a mirthful and arch style of execution, commenced with "We're all a'noddin',"-following this introduction with "Oft in the Stilly Night," and closing his performance with "Farewell, but whenever you welcome the hour." Soon all was hushed, the tinkling of the guitar, the breathing of the flute, the warbling of the clarionet, the swell of the mellow horn, and the accents of the serenader, all died away upon the ear, and the fair objects of this graceful compliment were left to dream of the sounds to which they had been listening, just as the evening star was also pillowing itself upon the clear mountain top.

The array of stars is a noble sight, even to the uninitiated in astronomy. The stars, the same stars that on the plains of Shinar God bade his chosen patriarch Abraham to count as the number of his seed,—the reward of his faithfulness. The same stars beneath which Jacob lay, and dreamed that they formed the pavement upon which angels walked ;-the stars, the bright, the beautiful, the musical stars, that sang at nature's birth, and that sing ever in their spheres. The unloosed bands of the Pleiades, twinkling in their seven harmonious orbits,-the belted Orion,―the Serpent twining its lustrous folds between the Bears,-the lovely Lyra, on which you can almost fancy the symphonies of the heavenly choir are singing,—the Dogs, beautiful and more bright than those which poets fabled as accompanying Diana in her chase,—Aldebaran, prince of

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Hyades,-Gemini, those gentle twins,-Capella, that | human sympathy, to do these last sad offices to one who seems a train of starry effulgence as she bounds across had not died "among her kindred." There was a check the firmament, like the Capella of the hills she shines awhile to all the gaiety and mirth of this gay and mirthupon. Thus did I wander and gaze, until my weary ful place, and the semblance, if not the reality of decent footsteps tended homewards, and I returned to my sorrow and quiet sadness, gave a striking illustration of pillow, just as the last glimmer in the latest cottager's the natural effect upon the mind of such lessons of the window was expiring. mutability of human affairs, as the funeral train pursued its slow and solemn way through the walks now deserted by the gay crowd, whose demeanor indicated that such an impression was produced as the scene seemed to demand. It was a moving illustration of the truth, that "in the midst of life we are in death."

CHAP. V.

Death at the Springs. Funerals. The Stranger-Dead. Leavetakings. Poetry to the Pope. Time at the Springs.

White Sulphur Springs, July 31, 1835. Death is everywhere,—and the healing waters of this But two blessed Spring are not always efficacious. deaths have occurred here this season, and one was

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The parting of friends, whose friendships have been formed but within a few weeks, and who, on bidding farewell to each other, have no other ties to sunder than those that have had so short a time to twine around their hearts, would hardly seem, when abstractly considered, as likely to cause much mutual regret or to that of Dr. Stevenson of Boston; whose amiability produce a pang to feelings so slightly interested by asand excellence of character, whose gentleness and sociation, habit, or sympathy. Yet there is, now and suavity of manners, whose professional and literary then, at places like this, (where we meet for the indulskill and genius, and whose general value as a citizen, are well known to Bostonians. He died here, in this gence of the best feeling of our nature, whence all interests that can clash with each other are, in the nalovely spot, whither he had come to avail himself of ture of things, completely shut out and unthought of, the use of the waters, being in a very low state of and where every one strives to enjoy the opportunity health-away from all save a few friends who surround- that may never again occur, to become interested in ed his pillow during his last days, and made up by those he meets, and to make himself acceptable to their assiduous attentions and delicate offices of kind-them,) a parting that approaches in poignancy the sepaness for the absence of those comforts which can only be enjoyed, at such a time, among one's kindred. He was much respected and lamented here, no less

than at home.

rations of older friends, and the sundering of ties more strongly knit. It is honorable to our nature that this is So. At a place like this, there is a gathering of those whose habits and education are such as to render them

The other was that of a New York lady, who had likely to be mutually pleased with each other, and to left that city in delicate health, to travel to the western unite them together by such common bonds as are furcountry, where she had relatives. This journey was nished by the scene, the nature of the occasions that recommended to her by her physicians, as likely to call them hither, and the similarity of pursuits and restore her to health, and with her husband, she reach-identity of purposes that mark their life while here. ed this point in her tour, where, having business of pressing importance to attend to, he left her, not worse than she had been on her journey thus far, and returned to New York. He had, however, been there but a few days, when he heard, first of the extreme illness of his wife, and on his way to meet her here, of her death. He took the stage-coach in which I came from Staunton, and we came on together. Heart-broken he arrived at the Springs to perform the last sad offices to the remains of the partner of his life,—but too late. They had been faithfully discharged by strangers: and he had only the sad consolation to learn that all which could be done had been performed by the residents and visitants of the Springs, in the neighborhood where he had left her,—and to visit her grave in the little burying ground connected with the place.

The little community becomes more and more consolidated in feeling, and its component parts become more and more necessary to each other's enjoyment-and thus, when there occurs a rupture in the chain of sympathies so produced by the removal of a single link, it is sympathetically felt throughout all the rest, and the loss is felt in proportion to the importance of the link to the continuity and strength of the chain.

Such little incidents, at places so thronged with people from all parts of the country, strangers to each other, and having no other sympathies with each others' feelings than that which is the dictate of a common nature, are always touching and impressive. It was a moving sight to behold that pall borne to the grave in a land so far from the home of the departed, by the hands of strangers,—to see the remains of loveliness and worth followed to the tomb by those who had not known in life the form that had faded and was now mouldering to ashes, but who felt bound by the strong chain of

August 3.

Here is a copy of verses which have been "a nine days' wonder" at this place, and the curiosity as to the authorship of which has hardly yet subsided. They are addressed to a gentleman well known and highly appreciated in the annals of White Sulphur, the grand master of ceremonies for years on festive occasions, and by prescription the Patroon of the establishment. I may be breaking faith to send it to the press, but I hope it will be excusable, as an attempt to preserve, in a durable form, one of the prettiest "bubbles of the Brunnens," which the season has produced.

TO WILLIAM POPE, ESQ.

Oh the White Sulphur Spring! the White Sulphur Spring!

How pure, how limpid, how cool are its waters!
Every year, thither borne upon hope's buoyant wing,
Hie the brave and the fair and the rich from all quarters.
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Some go to seek pleasure and some to woo health,
And others, like "Calebs in search of a wife,"
Whose virtues and charms, though unaided by wealth,
Shall solace their cares and enrapture their life.

But others there are, the base sordid elves!

Who sigh not for these-their object is money! Ye favored of fortune, take care of yourselves!

Ah! list not their love-tales, though melting as honey.

Oh the White Sulphur Spring! the White Sulphur Spring
Can cure every evil that ever was known-

Gout, fever, dyspepsia, and each horrid thing

That e'er worried the flesh or tormented the bone.

How verdant its lawns in the depth of the mountains ;--
How snug are its cabins, all ranged in a row-
What spruce beaux and belles daily quaff at its fountains,
So gay and so stylish, they make quite a show.

When the bell sounds to dinner, what throngs sally forth,
Of bachelors, maidens, of husbands and wives!
There tories and whigs, from the South and the North,
Talking and walking as if for their lives.

At table what scrambling, and bustle and clamor!

Here gentlemen calling, and there servants running! Vulcan's stout myrmidons, wielding the hammer,

Could not have occasioned a clatter more stunning.

But enough of terrestrials; now haste we to Paradise,
Where dwell the bright houries, whose soft silken chains
Have entwined many hearts, and led them to sacrifice

Friendship's sage feelings to love's silly pains!

There you'll find sweet Miss C. and Miss B. and Miss W.,
And some other belles who in Rd reside ;-
But beware of their charms, they have power to trouble you,
And cause what is much like an ache in the side!

From Baltimore, Boston, Philadelphia, New York,

From Louisville, Lynchburg, and Edenton City, There are fair ones and rare ones-just look in that walk! 'Tis filled with the graceful, the beauteous, the witty!

There are songstresses also among the blithe train,

Whose soft notes enchant as they fall on the ear--
And Havanna can boast of a nymph whose sweet strain
It delights every lover of music to hear.

At night you must wend to Terpsichore hall;
You'll see there assembled a brilliant collection,

Who form every evening a sociable ball,

Where cotillons and waltzes are danced to perfection.

wantonness," (to say nothing of adventurers, matrimonially, mammonially, and mirthfully,-of old men to spend fortunes, and young men to get them,-of old women to marry daughters, and young women to marry husbands,)-daily arrive at our doors, anxious for admission to these crowded cabins, and are more often turned off than taken in. Meantime enough of novelty is discovered in the morning to last during the day,— a new equipage, a new dress, a new gait, a new expression, a new manner or a new oddity, serving as a topic of conversation to fill up the intervals of lounging or sleeping, of reading, writing, eating, drinking, and bathing,--until night-fall, when the ball-room is lighted, the music strikes up, and the dancers gather in the hall. There, all is animation until the clock strikes eleven,— the merry meeting is dissolved, sleep seals the drowsy eyes of the tired devotee of pleasure, while those of the suffering sick are yet unclosed, and strangers to the sweet restorer the live long night. As the day, so the darkness wears away apace,-another sun dawns over the mountains, and our little world awakens again to go through its gay routine, till weariness, the desire to change, or the end of the season, puts a period to the

scene.

THE WEST FIFTY YEARS SINCE.
By L. M. of Washington City.

CHAPTER II.

The object of Major G. and his party was to reach the foot of Spencer's mountain before nightfall, that they might commence its ascent at the first dawn of the morning. They had before them a toilsome, laborious, and dangerous undertaking. The trace was winding, and not more than three feet wide. Above, the rocks were piled together in such immense masses, and to such an amazing height, that it was fearful to look up. At various projecting points of them, the hawks and eagles were seen teaching their young to try their

There are judges and gen'rals, whose names I could mention, strength in short and fluttering flights, then returning to

And lawyers and doctors, all worthy of fame;

But to lengthen this ballad is not my intention,
Such time would it take every one to proclaim.

Yet ere I conclude, lo! a paradox hear!

Though protestants all, yet obey we a POPE, Whose mandates give pleasure, whene'er they appear-That long he may reign most devoutly we hope!

Time wears on here amidst new arrivals, new departures, new faces and new incidents. The strong man of yesterday has his chill or fever to-day, and the languid eye of a few hours bygone, is relighted now with its pristine lustre. All the world has dyspepsia, or is diseased in the liver, or racked with rheumatics, or eaten up with ennui, or bewildered with those gentlemen in blue, who often drive a man out of himself to get rid of them: and so "all the world" come to the Springs. Shoals of valetudinarians, of convalescents, of robust impersonations of ruddy health, and of that numerous class of Spa-visitants who drink the water "from mere

the shelter of their maternal wings. Below, the ravines were so deep that if the traveller dared to look down into these bottomless abysses, his head became dizzy, and he lost all self-command. After the march was commenced not a word was spoken. Each rider having his gun in his hand, and his baggage on his shoulder, drove his steed slowly before him, conscious that he might be shot down at every turn of the trace. At short distances the caravan was halted that the horses might take breath. At last the whole of the company reached the highest point of the mountain without interruption. Casting their eyes down the precipice up which they had clambered, they felt an involuntary shuddering. But the prospect was now magnificent. The sun was shining in all his glory; the sky was cloudless. Behind them afar off, they saw the Holston winding its way to the south-west. Before them, on their left, was the broad Tennessee, whose placid waters were moving slowly on to mingle with those of the father of rivers. The fogs which had settled on the

swamps and marshes were rising and dissipating | merry dance was begun. All seemed to forget that under the influence of the increasing heat. Occa- they were surrounded by a vigilant, insidious and sionally, the smoke of some far distant Indian fire was remorseless foe—so strong is the social principle in our mingling itself with the surrounding atmosphere. No bosoms! so regardless are we of the coming calamities sound of the woodman's axe interrupted the silence of the future, in the enjoyments of the present! that pervaded this illimitable wilderness. The tops of About midnight the partners in a reel took the floor the trees had budded; the snakes had shed their skins, and moved off. One of the ladies in it was descended and were crawling slowly from their dens; the bears from a distinguished family in North Carolina. Her were emerging lazily from their winter wallows; the person was small and delicate; her complexion brown; wild geese were uttering their glad cries. To the right her eye of a dark hazel-large and languid. The and to the north of the travellers there was an inter-expression of her countenance was exceedingly mild; minable stretch of bald, bleak and barren mountains. her manner gentle and fascinating. Those who apBut the scene that lay before them and at their feet proached her, however rude and rough, were softened was ravishing. They beheld at last the mighty West, by the kind and gracious way in which she addressed the future abode of countless millions. Descending the them. That one so beautiful and of a nature so tender, mountain, the party halted about dusk; struck their should have adventured into so wild a country, excited flints; applied the sparks to some dry leaves; kindled up wonder in those who were unacquainted with her story. fires; secured their horses so that they might feed on But this high-born and high-bred woman had become the cane, and be readily found in the morning; broiled devoted to an enterprising and chivalric young man, their meat; passed the good-natured joke around, and who loved her so passionately that he could not permit rolled up in their blankets, with their heads resting the winds of heaven to visit her too roughly, and who upon their saddle seats, they soon fell away into sleep. had recently received the appointment of surveyorOn the thirteenth day after leaving the landing, the general of the new territory; a post requiring talents travellers reached the Nashville station. When they and education-one of great profit and imminent peril. emerged from the contiguous wood, and were seen by After his marriage Major R. proceeded to prepare for the settlers, loud, long, and reiterated shouts rung a journey to the west. As the period of his departure through the air. The men rushed out to meet and approached, his young bride declared her unwillingness congratulate them on their coming. The women and to be separated from him. He remonstrated with her children gathered around them. Even the horses which kindly, but she persisted in her resolution to accompany they rode seemed to be conscious that they had reached him. After her arrival at the station she had given once more the abodes of civilized man. The arrival of birth to a female infant. the strangers was like sudden and unexpected succor sent to a besieged and starving city. The hunting dogs pawed about their feet as if they were old friends.

In consequence of this accession to their numbers, the settlers took immediate steps to procure additional means of subsistence. A strong detachment was detailed for the chase. The seine was hauled, and large quantities of fresh fish taken. The opening spring admonished the young men to start their ploughs. They were encouraged to do so by the reflection that the recent addition to their strength gave new assurance that they would be able to keep their footing in the country.

Within five miles of Nashville there were three stations, at each of which there resided about eighty persons, most of them adults. Runners were sent to inform them that a large number of emigrants had arrived, and that it was proposed to celebrate the event by a dance at the Nashville station the next evening. This invitation produced a strong and delightful sensation amongst the invited. They anticipated, truly, that the strangers had brought letters and messages from their relatives and friends, of whom they had not heard for a long time, as well as small tokens of continued affection. All attended this celebration who were able to do so. Of young girls there were some fifteen or twenty, and a like number of married women with their children. In going even these short distances, the visiters moved in military order. The females kept the trace. In front and rear, as well as on each side of them, the young men were stationed, who were well armed, and moved with the utmost circumspection. The whole of the guests arrived in safety. About dark the musicians tuned their violins, and the

Suddenly, some person said, "What cry is that?" The music was hushed. It was, indeed, a cry of deep distress and alarm. The tramp of horses descending the hill that overlooked the fortress was heard-the riders approaching at full speed, and redoubling their efforts to be heard. Terror was depicted in every countenance. The women grew pale, and the children gathered around their fathers and mothers.

The commander of the station exclaimed, “Indians!" As quick as thought, every man sprang to his rifle, tomahawk and knife. This commander was a veteran in war, of iron nerves, hard features, thick set and broad shouldered, slow in his movements, of solid judgment and immoveable courage. Great confidence was reposed in his military skill. When in his cups he would tell over how he had fought through the recent revolutionary contest; that he was standing close by Campbell, when he received from the surviving officer at King's mountain the sword of the gallant Ferguson; that on the next morning he had assisted in hanging a gang of tories, which was, as he believed, the best act of his life.

The commander, Major W., said to his company with perfect coolness, "Those who are coming are the surveyor-general and his party; watch, and when they reach the gate open it, let them in, then close it instantly and bar it." In a moment they were in at a full strain and breathless. The company crowded around them. When they were able to speak, they stated that the party of the surveyor-general, which had gone out four days before, to make some surveys, being on its return, was suddenly set upon by more than four hundred Indians; that the surveyor and two of his chaincarriers were killed, and that they four had narrowly

escaped. Before this short narrative was closed, a faint a hand as if she had been engaged in an indifferent shriek was heard from the devoted and gentle wife of the surveyor, who had sunk to the floor like a doomed victim. Three of the women bore her off to one of the cabins, whilst a fourth took care of her child.

duty, and apparently without losing a single grain-so concentrated were her energies in this cause of life and death! She cut up a quantity of patches, and when she delivered them, she remarked, "that without them the balls would be too small for the bores of the rifles, and that they might make scattering fire." In about an

In a short time the station was surrounded by the whole force of the savages. The commander adopted the most judicious measures with the greatest delibera-hour after the first alarm, the enemy gathered around tion. The establishment called the "station," was the station. They kindled a fire near the gate, but so built of long logs, placed end to end, and close together, much wide of it that those within could not assail them the outsides were hewed down smooth, so that an ene- successfully. Having gathered up some live chunks, my could not reach the top, about twenty-five feet high, they advanced with loud yells, with the view of apply. except by ladders. There were port-holes in the sides. ing them to the gate, but just as they were in the act of This wooden wall enclosed about four acres of ground, doing so, the whites poured into them a deadly volley. within which there was a spring and many log dwel-Several were heard to fall, and were quickly dragged lings. At the south-eastern corner there was a gate, high enough for a man on horseback to enter. This gate was used so continually that it became necessary to frame it out of substantial pieces of wood, placed six or eight inches apart, in order that it might have the proper lightness, turning as it did on imperfect wooden hinges.

away by the survivors.

A considerable time elapsed before a second assault was made. At length, the enemy approached, some with fire, and others with their guns in their hands, which they suddenly protruded through the spaces of the gate, discharged them, and shot down seven of the whites; five of whom were killed on the spot.

It was now clear that a desperate effort must be made to disperse the party. If the fortress were set on fire, the assailants would gain an entrance, and every soul within would be massacred. The force of the Indians was so great, that if they persevered, they could afford to lose a large number, provided they should be able at last to achieve a victory. A short council was held, when Henry G. stepping forward, with a firm voice and manner, suggested a new plan of operations. He proposed, that twenty of the men should clamber up the inside of the wall of the station, take their positions on the plate at the top, and fire upon the assailants as they gathered at the gate. Such an attack, he said, would do certain and fatal execution. The resolute wife of the commander, who was everywhere amidst these horrors wholly undismayed, listened to this plan with intense interest. Clapping her hand upon Henry's back, she said, with enthusiasm, “You are a dear, brave boy."

The wife of the commander of this rude fortress was a heroine in the broadest sense of the term. At the time of which we are speaking she was about thirty, and the mother of six children. She was unusually tall, with large limbs, and inclined to corpulency. When she moved in pursuit of any purpose she seemed to stride over the earth. Her hair was of a light flaxen color, was turned back from her high, broad forehead, and tied behind by a simple leathern string. It was of great length, and spread all over her shoulders. Her step was quick; her eye piercing, and of the brightest blue; her complexion of the most beautiful white; her person was perfectly erect; her chest large and prominent; her voice was loud and penetrating. When she spoke, the hearer instantly detected in her the spirit of command. The passions of this woman were stormy, and yet her affections were tender and ardent. In all the relations of wife, mother, sister and friend, she manifested the deepest and most endearing devotion. Her female companions looked on her with awe and On Henry's turning his eye to his left, there stood reverence, because she was gifted with so sound a judg-his father. Every drop of blood seemed to have left ment, and so great a share of common sense. Her him; his face was of an ashy hue. In a suppressed apprehension was as rapid as the lightning. Unlike tone, he expostulated gently, and seemed convulsed by most of her sex, she was a total stranger to thick-coming a struggle between paternal affection and the sentifancies, but saw everything that concerned her interests ments of a high and delicate honor. He said simply, through the medium of an unclouded reason. When that perhaps the assailants might be repelled without placed in emergencies, she had all the admirable readi- so great a hazard, and that the position on the top of the ness of woman. wall would expose every one who ascended to almost

As soon as the men had taken the positions assigned | certain death. them, Mrs. W. observed to her husband, whom she But a very large majority were in favor of the new familiarly denominated John, “I think that there are scheme. Henry offered to lead the party, and in a not enough bullets moulded, or patches cut; the pow-moment the required number were in readiness.— der-horns want filling; the boys had better throw out They reached the plate with much difficulty, but when their priming and pick their flints." To one of the there, they could not be readily seen, as the night was women she said, "Go to yonder furthest cabin and dark. bring me some bars of lead." To two others she cried In a little time, upwards of one hundred Indians out, "Mend up the fires-put on the skillets and hand moved up to the gate; some with pieces of timber on me the moulds; set a bucket of water close by to cool their shoulders, with which they intended to batter it the balls in." The lead being brought, she seized an axe down; others with fire, and others with their pieces and cut up enough of pieces to fill the vessels. Hur-loaded. When they had become huddled together and rying to a large poplar chest, she drew therefrom a had fallen into confusion, presenting the appearance of wooden box containing powder; the flasks having a disorderly and uncontrolled mob, the whites below been brought to her, she filled them with as steady and those above fired at the same instant. It was

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