0 ImI ; U: il ' f 1h i ""-IJSfi"'" AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER. rSISi..S'1 $126 pep Year; 75 Ots. 6 Months.) , $1.60 per Year i 86 Ots. 6 Months. Vol. VIII. New Biodmficld, Pa., Tuesday, October O, 1874. TVo. 40. fjitopmfidir imxs. 18 PUBLISHED EVEHY TUESDAY HOBNINQ, BT . FEANE MORTIMER & CO., At New Bloomflcld, Terry Co., Ta. Belnn provided with Hteam Tower, and large Cylinder and Job-Presses, wo are prepared to do all kinds oC .Inb-l'rlntliiK in good style and at Low I'rices. ADVERTISING HATES I TraniUnt H Cent per lino for one insertion 18 ' " ' twolnsenlons 15 " " "three insertions Business Notices In Local Column 10 Cents per line. .Korlnnneryearly adv'ts terms will be given' upon application. Tho Hand some Squaw AN INDIAN STORY. ONE of tho most daring chieftains of whom we remember of having read, was an Algonquin or Adirondack. This tribe of Indians, at the timo of the first set tlement of Canada, were found upon the banks of the St. Lawrence. They wore once a warlike aud powerful people ; but were Anally conquered by the Iroquois or Five Nations, with whom they were continually at war. The Trois Riviere or Three Rivers was the scene of a most signal defeat, from which the Algonquins never recovered. The chieftain to whom' we have alluded, whose name was Paskaret, could never forget the stain which the victories of the Iroquois had left upon his people, and with four of his boldest warriors devoted him self ' to what he considered the sacred duty of wiping the stain from the national honor. . 1 " Wo will become," said Paskaret, ad dressing bis four warriors, " the avengers of our race. We will learn the Iroquois to tremble at the mention of our names. We will perform such deeds of prowess as shall add new glory to the nation of the Algon quins, and cause other tribes to forgot the past, and cease to bold us in derision. Our numbers are few, and you seem ready to ask, ' Bow can we do all this ?' My friends, much can be accomplished by individuals as well as by great and conqueiing armies. Cunning and daring may sometimes effect more than numbers. The good warrior may lay many plans to entrap the enemy, and to will we ; and the Iroquois shall soon learn to fear us. We will meet them in unexpected plaoes, aud slay their best war riors when they are (apparently) resting in safety in sight of tbe smoke of their own lodges." " What shall be done, great chieftain?" asked one of the avengers of the Adiron docks. "The Iroquois are a numerous people, and we are still smarting under the terrible wounds which our honor received at tbe memorable battle of Trois Riviere." "When you speak of Trois Riviere, you cause my cheeks to burn with shame," re plied Paskaret, shaking bis long and quiv ering finger towards tbe country of the Five Nations. "It is the memory of the Trois Riviere that is turning my hair gray, and writing wrinkles upon my brow. Brother avengers, you bave asked what we shall do, being only five in all only one to each of tbe nations of our enemies. I will tell you one plan which I have thought of by which to punish the Iroquois. I bave learned by one of my spies that Ave canoes have gone up the Three Rivers, and will probably return in a few days and pass over the same spot where we were defeated. Each of the canoes contained ten of our enemies. Now I will reveal to you a way ' in which we can destroy them all. There are five of us one warrior to each canoe. Let us provide ourselves with muskets three for each man, and ammunition in abundance. Three muskets to each war rior, in our bands, will count tbe samo as fifteen armed in the ordinary manner. " But avengers, this is not all ; I have another important matter to make known. I have discovered that by loading a mo sleet with two balls, connected by a chain ton inches in length, a birchen canoe can be cut to pieces in a moment. Look at this piece of birch bark ; I brought it hither on pur pose to show you. You see that it is cut nearly into two pieces. It was done by a single discharge from a musket, loaded with two balls chained together. Algon quins, that shot would have sunk a birch canoe, loaded with our enemies. An exultant shout arose from the aveng ers of the Adirondacks. The chief went on. " Now you perceive the benefit of a little head-work, and the advantage this con trivance will give us over the Five Nations, when we meet them at any odds, in point of numbers. With fifteen muskets, loaded in this manner, we shall be equal to tho fifty Iroquois warriors that are now up the Trois Riviere." Again the four avengers shouted with wild joy. The Algonquins commenced acting upon their plans at once. Paskaret exerted himself to procure muskets of the largost calibre, and of the most approved make. He sold bis favorite horse, and many things most highly esteemed, to provide the necessary outfit for bimself and companions. '' All was at length in readiness. The muskets were obtained and loaded with two balls each, and in a manner highly sat isfactory to Paskaret. The avengors stepped into a canoe of large dimensions, and in excellent spirits paddled away up the Trois Riviere. A day and night passed, aud the avengers saw nothing of their enemies. Early in the morning, they found them selves near the spot where the fatal battle had been fought which had broken the pride of the Algonquins, and mado the Iroquois lords of the country. The avengers rested on their paddleB, and looked ecowlingly on the scene of the conflict, which still presented evidence that a battle bad been fought there. "This is tbe spot where the Algonquins Buffered everlasting shame," said one of the avengers, in a low voice. " Do not speak of it," replied Paskaret, in husky tones. " It covers me with con fusion. But who knows," he added, ve hemently, his eyes flashing fire, " but we may wash out the disgrace upon this very spot, and win eternal renown ?" ' The words of the daring cbioitain seem ed prophetic Before tbe echoes of his voice had ceased, five canoes, containing in all fifty Iroquois, swept into sight by turn ing an abrupt bond in tho river. ', "Imitate me," said Paskaret, in a low voice, "and don't fire till I give the word ;" and the wily chief commenced singing his death-song, as though he had resigned himself to inevitable death. His warriors immediately followed bis example,sufToring the Iroquois to approach without making a single effort to escape. On swept the five canoes with loud and horrible shouts of savage exultation. They beheld some of their most inveterate ene mies before tbem, without the power to escape or defend themselves ; and what was most gratifying of all, they recognized tbe proud figure of Paskaret, the bravest of all the Algonquin braves. The avengers continued to howl their death-song, and allowed their enemies to approach until within a few yards. "Now we will satisfy the spirits of our slain warriors 1" cried Paskaret. Instantly the avengers soized their mus kets and fired. Tbe balls and their iron links went crashing and tearing through the frail canoes, and cutting the devoted Iroquois in pieces. A sudden and terrible panio seized the latter: With loud and startling shrieks they leaped into tbe water from their sinking vessels, while tbe deadly fire of tbe Algonquin contiuued to rake from end to end, severing limbs, and in flicting unheard of wounds. . , In a few moments the canoes were all sunken or abandoned, and those who were not already destroyed were struggling in the waters of the Trois Riviere, already red with tbe blood of their comrades. Some were desperately wounded, and after a few convulsive efforts sank and arose no moro, and the rest were paralyzed with terror. . Tbe avengers . paddlod Into the midst of the dospairing wretches, and not one of them escaped. They found graves in the waters of the Trois Riviore. i , " Now," said Paskaret, " my face does not burn with shame. The spirits of some of our sluin warriors are appeased.", We feel that we must here remark that the exploit just narrated is a litoral fact, and not the creation of tbe pen of fiction. It may be imagined, with some reason, that the daring feat of Paskaret in destroy ing finy of bis enemies at a blow, would bavfl satisfied bis appetite for revenge, but this was fnr from being the case. " We have spread terror among the Iro quois, and the glory of our exploits is in the mouths of all ; but we must do moro," said Paskaret. "We five will penetrate into the oountry of our enemies, and carry consternation and death there also." Greatly to the mortification and sorrow of the great chief, not one of his chosen companions would accompany him on an expedition so hazardous. Paskaret was by no means disheartened ; he prepared him self for the extraordinary undertaking ; and early in the spring, before the snow had disappeared, ho set out alone for tho land of the Iroquois ; and we have now to notice some of the most daring exploits ever per formed by an Indian warrior, or possibly by any man that ever gave himself to war like pursuits. In order to bailie his enemies, providing bis propinquity should be discovered, be took the precaution to reverse his snow shoes, putting the hinder part forward, which would turn pursuit in tbe wrong direction. This was not all ; in his long and perilous journey he betook himself to tho highlands and bills, from which the snow bad already melted, in order to leave as little vestige of bis way as possible. What idomitable courage 1 what unheard of perseverance 1 what an over-grown thirst for vengeance ! to prompt this brave savage to a long pilgrimage to an enemy's country, over hills and mountains, and across streams in which the ice was still running. But nothing coulld daunt the soul of Paskaret. Ho did not falter or despair, but reached the land of his foes in safety. But what should be do now? We shall soon see. It was dark night. Tho moon had not appeared, and the stars were scarcely visi ble in the arch of tbe skies. Paskuret was hovering on the outskirts of an Iroquois village. Ho approached a lone wigwam, listened a moment, and then entered. Tbe inmates wore sleeping without a dream of death. Whon Paskaret left the lodge, the scalps of the sleepers hung at his belt ; be bud put them asleep forever. , Upon the following day, there was dire confusion in . the village of tbe Iroquois. The young warriors ran hither and thither, and everywhere, but no traces of Paskaret oould be found, save the imprint of bis fearful band upon the bodies of his vic tims. , The very next night he crept forth from his lurking place, entered another cabin, and robbed them of their scalps, as before, and effeoted a retreat without discovery. Tbe Iroquois profited by their sad ex perience ; and upon the third night set a watch about their village, in every cabin. It might bo supposed that under such circumstances, Paskaret would not at tempt to enter the village again ; but this was not the case. Lashing the scalps, which be had taken, carefully upon bis back, in a bundle, in order not to lose tbe valued and ensanguined witnesses to bis daring " deeds, for the third and last time be cautiously approached the Iroquois vil lage. ' But be found his enemies upon tbe alort, and remained quiet, waiting for thorn to relax their vigilance. In this expectation, he was not disappointed. One of the watchers grew weary of bis vigils. He dozed and nodded, started up, rubbed his eyes, and strove to be wakeful ; but, aias I tbe drowsy god overpowered him, and be slept at his post. " He richly deserves to dio," said Pas karet, to himself, " for the desire to do bis duty is not strong enough to keep him awake." Tbe chieftain stood silently beside tbe faithless watcher, smiled grimly, lifted bis terrible battle-axe, and witb a blow laid the sleeper quivering and gasping at bis feet. But there were those in the village more wakeful and wary. They heard the fatal blow, and with a fierce war-cry rushed to the spot. Before they reached it, Paska ret bad torn off the scalp of his viotitn, and betaken bimself to flight. Paskaret . was oalled tbe swiftest Indian runner living ; and the idea of running for bis life, did not terrify bim in tbe least. Sometimes, by an extraordinary effort, he placed a great dis tance between himself and bis pursuers, and then again permitted tbem to approach him, when, from the summit of a bill, be would call to them, and boast of the deeds be bod done among tbem, and brand them a nation of squaws and cowards. Ending bis not very complimentary ha rangue, be would dart away like the wind, and govern the intervening distance ac cording to his own fancy. The pursuit was continued with una bated vigor until night, when the Iroquois encamped to cook and rest. Paskaret saw tbem kindle a fire, and watched the smoke curling through the trees. They roasted meat, ate, aud then lay down in their blankets,' without a thought of danger. In half an hour they wore all in a sound sleep. A dark form might bave been seen steal ing towards thorn, stepping in among the slumberers, and by the light of their fire sees to count them. The sloepers were ton in number. With his hatchet he dispatched nine, with as many blows, and then with the bundle awakens the tenth from his sleep. He started to his feet, and was about to give the war-cry of the Iroquois, but the sounds died away upon his lips, and be saw his companions lying stark and stiff in death, ond Paskaret confronting him with a grim smile. " A great warrior should not sleep when an enemy is near," said Paskaret. The astonished Iroquois made no reply. His tongue seemed glued to the roof of his mouth. " Your companions are sleeping," added Paskaret ; " they will wake no more." " You are a great warrior," said the Iroquois. " I have seventeen scalps," replied Pas karet; "one more would make eighteen." " The Iroquois is ready," answered the prisoner. " He was at the battle of Trois Riviero, and ho slew many of your best warriors. The Iroquois can afford to die. Strike 1" . x . But Paskuret did not strike. " The Iroquois is a brave man," ho re plied ; " but life is sweet, and on one con dition be shall live, and I will leave bis village to slumber in ponce." "Speak, brave chieftain," said the pris oner. . " I saw a handsome squaw," continued the Algonquin, "in your village ; bring her to me to bo my wife, and I will molest your village no more ; but I will not in clude all the villages of the Iroquois. If you succeed in bringing the beautiful Iro quois maiden to me, you shall be free ; but if you do not, you shall return and deliver yourself into my bands as my prisoner. Do you promise, as a warrior, to comply with these conditions?" . "I promise," said the Iroquois. , Paskaret then described the fair squaw whom ho had seen, so that sho was easily recognized by the prisoner. "Now you may go," said the Algonquin, " but if you attempt to deceive me, I will not rest until your scalp bangs . at my belt." Tho Indian faithfully redeemed bis word. Tho next night be returned to the spot witb tbe handsome Iroquois, whose heart being free, hod easily been persuaded to be come the wife of so great a warrior. She was received witb much kindness by bor strange lover, and instead of regretting the step she bad taken, seemed proud of the distinguished honor conferred upon her. They then sat down, ate, and smoked together, and then parted, the Iroquois to return to tbe village, and Paskaret and his bride to perform a long journey to tbe country of the Algonquins. He readied bis warriors in safety. . His return was regarded as a little short of a miracle, while bis fair wife was not a little envied by the Algonquin maidens on ac count of bor extraordinary beauty, and the good fortune which bad made her the partner of tbe bravo Paskaret. A Horse Story. 1 A farmer in Canada bad a large number of ponies, and among tbem a very hand some and playful one, which was a great favorite with a littlo boy about ten years of ago, tbe only child of the farmer. One day the boy was sent several miles on an errand for some money, with a warning to return before night, as tbe country was In fested with robbers. His visit was so de lightful tbat he forgot the command of his parents, and did not mount his pony to return till it was quite dark. His road lay through a thick forest, and it was not long before a highwayman attacked him and dragged bim from his bono, which ran swiftly homeward. Meantime bis terrified parents sat trembling by their fireside, awaiting their boy's return. They were just preparing to go in search of bim when they heard tbe clattering of hoofs, and soon after a loud kicking and pawing at tbe door. On opening it, they saw the pony in a state of great excitement, witb bis saddle and bridle dangling about bim. He ran from them a short distance, then frisk ed about and, seizing the father's coat witb bis teeth, pulled bim along. Tbe agonized parents followed tbe auimal, who ran ahead, constantly turning back, and neigh ing to urge them onward.. After travelling many miles through the woods, they came to the place where the boy had been rob bed, and found bim tied to a tree, stripped of bis money and clothes, and half doad with fear and cold. ' He was placed on the pony's back, who proudly boro him borne, and was ever after treated as a true friend by the boy whose life he had saved. Hit her Man. Pitman's woodpile had suffered a good deal lately from the ravages of thieves, so tho old gontleman the other day loaded bis gun with coarse salt, and expressed bis determination to bombard the first man who should be observed to haunt tbe tim ber. On Wednesday morning he had to attend court, and as be did not expect to reach home until late in tho evening, Mrs. Pitman felt it her duty, to keep an eye on the woodpilo. But Mr. Pitman returned about dusk, and as he walked up the yard he thought ho might as well curry in enough wood to last all night. He bad just placed the fourth stick upon his arm when an explosion occurred, and the samo instant he felt as if a million red-hot darn ing needles were dancing up and down bis legs. He had heard from Mm. Pitman. He yelled with pain, and dropping bis wood, most of it upon bis toes, be fell to the ground. Just as he did so, be saw Mrs. Pitman standing in tbe kitchen door way with the firearm at 'parade rest,' and contemplating her victory and her victim with serenity.- Pitmau's first thought was that she had suddenly been animated by an insane but judicious desire to realize upon bis life insurance policy. But when be screamed to her, she dropped ber ar tillery, and flew to the scene with expres sions of alarm and grief at the discovery that she bad perforated Pitman. She call ed the servant girl, and as they carriod bim into the bouse, she explained that she bad mistook him for a thief, and then she apologized. Pitman said it was all very well to apologize, but what good was that to a man with two quarts of salt and a balf a pound of gun-wads in bis legs. , Mrs. Pitman insisted that be ought'nt to mind a little salt, it would do him ' good. She urged that salt was better than anything else for preserving meat, aud that his legs would probably be alive and well and prancing around tbe universe when the rest of him was doad and Bpoiled. That made him mod, and after splitting up ; his gun with tbe axe, he.weut to bed, and he hasn't spoke to Mrs. Pitman since ; but be has hinted gloomily to the doctor that;, if a divorce can be bad be will obtain ono. Waltzing With a Stout Lady at a Party. There was a band on the musio stand, which played quadrilles without any dan cers for some timo, owing to the known modesty of the fat people. Through an unadvised sentiment I was induced to dance a waltz witb a fat woman, who turued the scale at 103 pounds. Now, let it be re membered that the thermometer stood at eighty-eight degrees and tbe floor was highly glazed. After several bows bad been delivered I arfproached my female Behemoth and grasped ber madly around what was intended for a waist, but which resembled much more a sack of oats. Tbe band of eight pieces struck up a waltz troi-tomps, and, in the words of Artemus, wo commenced to "glide." After the first step or two I felt ss if I had been swinging Kehoe's clubs for a week, and there was a singing in my ears as I vainly strove to glue myself to the floor. I looked over the lady's shoulders and saw tears in the eyes of some of the spectators, while others were laughing outright at my predicament. The lady grasped mo tight er, and the drum gave a raltlo. My collar flew off, and a button was beard audibly to rattle on the floor like tbe sound of a pis tol bullet that might be dropped suddenly. Miss Obesity bad not eaten ouions and I bad. , She struggled a moment as we went whirling around ; I mean as I went whirl ing around, Jfor she was moving with the specific gravity of a lumber yard on wheels and suddenly I was hurled into space and lay on a bench, while tbe lady dropped into a scat, and bor bench shut itself up like a fan, under the terrific weight of ber person. Thus ended my first and last waltz with a fat woman. I felt humiliated, and I heard her telling a lady friend shortly after that I didn't amount to much 1 was too light. Interesting Legal Point Decided. " The contested election case at Cornwall, Vt., bus brought up the interesting ques tion whether n witness in court is obliged to state for whom be bus voted at an elec tion. One refused to do it, on tho ground that the state constitution provides for the secrecy of the ballot, while the opposite party claimed that the provisions for con cealment are intendod to apply only to the moment when the ballot is cast, and if n man is asked in court whom bo has voted for, ho must answer. The witness was committed for contempt, and on being taken out of jail on a writ of habeas corpus, Chief Justice Piorpout decided that be must answer, which be did.
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