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' r- -. - - , ..With gratitude, V- . Itsv.B.R. GOBMLY. CiNciHA.Tt, Aug, 25, 1867, Mr. McKblvbt: Sir A thing of beauty is a foy forever, and a good medicine is more than this. I take pleasure in commending your Life Compound, not so much on account of what it has done for me, as wa it may be the means of doing for thousands of others. To the sick and suffering, therefore," I wish, through your advertisement to say a few words ; of encouragement. One year ago I was an invalid; I am now hearty and well. My disease was dyspepsia of tbs years standing; I had tried all means I knew of for a cure, without avail, until about the first of September last I became acquainted with a young man who, told me of Mr. McKelvey'a remedy, and the good work it had done in the neighborhood of his former home (Erie, Pa.) I immediately appled to Mr. M. for a box of his Life Compound and commenced taking it. 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VOL,. XXXIX.f THE SPIRIT IDEAL.. Given through the Mediumship of Lizzib Dotn, by the spirit of Edgar A. Poe, at the close of a lecture in Boston, Massachusetts. From the throne of life eternal, From the home of life supernal J Where the angel feet make music over all the starrv floor, Mortal, have come to meet too. Come with word of Deaoe to greet you. And to tell yoa of the glory that i mine forever more. Onee before I found a mortal Waiting at the heavenlr portal Waiting but to catch some echo from that ever-opening door ; Then I seired his ouickened being. And through all his inward seeing, Caused my burning inspiration in a fiery flood to pour I Now I come more meekly human, -, " And the weak lips of a woman : Touch with fire from off the altar, not with burning as of yore, Hut tn holy love ascending. With her chastened being blending, I would fill your souls with music from the bright celestial shore. As one heart yearns for another, As a child tarns to its mother, From the golden gates of glory turn I to the earth once more, Where I drained the cup of sadness, Where my soul was stung to madness, And life's bitter, burning billows swept my burdened being o'er. Ilere the harpies and the ravens. Human vampres sordid cravens. Preyed upon my soul and substance till I writhed in anguish sore, Life and I then seemed mismtted, For I felt accursed and fated. Like a restless, wrathful spirit wandering on the Stygian shore. Tortured by a nameless yearning, Like a frost-fire, treexing burning. Did the purple, pulsing life-tide through its fevered channels pour, -, Till the golden bowl Lite's token ' Into shining shards was broken, And mv chained and chaBng spirit leaped Irom out its prison door. But while living, striving, dying, Never did my soul cease crying ; Ye who guide the fate and furies, give ! oh, give me I implore. From the myriad hosts of nations From the countless constellation, One pure spirit that can love me one that I, too, can adore t" Through this fervent aspiration Found mv fainting soul salvation, or from out its blackened fire-cryp's, did Vnr my niknmt anirit soar I 'I i - , And my beautiful ideal Not too saintly to be real Burst more brightly on my vision than the fancy-iormea ignore. 'Mid the surging seas she found me, With the billows breaking round me. And my saddened, sinking, spirit, in her arms A love upbore ; " Like a lone one weak and weary, Wandering in the midnight dreary. On her sinless, saintly bosom brought me to the heavenly shore. Like the breath of blossoms pending, Like the prayers of saints ascending, Like the rainbow's seven-hued glory, Wend . - . our souls forevermore. Earthlv love and lust enslaved me, But di vines t love hath saved me, And 1 know now, first and only, how to love . and to adore. - . . - Oh, my mortal friends and brothers, We are each and all another's, And the soul that gives most freely from its treasure hath the more. Would you lose your life, you find it ; And in giving love yoa bind it, Like an amalet of safety, to your heart forevermore. RED KjSTIFE; OK KIT CARSON'S LAST TRAIL. By I.EOJT LEWIS, AUTHOR OF LHK 'WAGON TRAIN," 'THK WITCH FINDFR," ,,TIIB WATBR WOLF," STC. ETC. CHAPTER 1. i itri ai.ORioc.ui staked! Towards the close of a beautiful day in June 1867, a man and woman, mounted upon fleet horse9, came galloping over one of the great plains of the West, and drew rein in the shade of a clamp of cotton-woods upon the bank of a beautiful river. They had ridden far and rapidly. Their steeds were panting, and covered with foam. We mast give the horses a breathing spell, said the former, slipping to the ground; and his companion nodded a graceful assent, as she followed his example. The couple were evidently father and daughter. The man was in the prime of life, hale and hearty, with a large frame, which was sinewy and athletic, without ceasing to be refined and prepossessing. He had the keen, shrewd look peculiar to the advance guards of civilization, and there was an honest, frank expression on his browned face that proclaimed his integ rity and courage. - In her way, his daughter was equally picturesque and attractive. In the early flush of womanhood, with a pare, sweet and tender face, with eyes darkly glowing, with coral tinted lips, and cheeks softly flushed with the hue of the rose, with amber curls floating behind her, she was as graceful as a gazelle, as light-hearted as a bird, as lovely as a flower, and aa spirited aa an untamed antelope. The stream by which the couple bad halted was Wood rirer, a branch of the Platte, in Nebraska, at a point fifty miles northwest of Fort Kearny. 'Are yoa tired, Miriam?' asked the hanter, George Dane, with fatherly solicitude. Tired, father?' rejoined the maiden, with a happy laugh. 'Oh, no. How could I be tired after a day like this? Every minute has been filled with pleasure and excitement. I feci aa frosh aa yonder bird. The father smiled understanding, with a look full of the fondest affection. I can guess the cause of your light

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ness of heart, said he, smilingly. The return now expected of a certain Hubert Earle, from the mines of Idaho, may account, I suspect, for your present gladness.' A heightened color appeared on Miriam's face, for the name mentioned, vas that of her lover. She answered the glances of her father, however, with a frankness that attested his entire sympathy with her, and said: True, father, my heart has been unusually light for several daya past. How could it be otherwise, since I know Hu -bert is coming?' Mr. Dane did not rebly. He waa lookf ing, with kindling eyes, over the fair flower-dotted plain; and his next remark showed how widely his thought"? had stra3red. 'I wonder what mother has baa been doing without us all day, Miriam. She must be lonely with no one to peak to or share her me:tls. I should'nt wonder if we could see our home from this point, and his soul lighted up with a joyful glow. 'Our cottage is not more than seven miles distant; Let me see? ne drew from his coat a pocket glassadjusted it to his sight, pointed it in a northerly direction, and gazed through it long and earnestly, towards his ranche upon Carrey's Fork. Yes. 1 see it.' he said, at last, with a long, deep and joyful inspiration, as if the sight refreshed him in every nerve, there is our cottage, as plain as day. I can even see the vines you planted be fore the windows, Miriam. And there, on the grape-vine bench, ; nnder the big elm, sits your mother, busy at her sewing. Bless her! She does not imagine we are looking at her. Look, Miriam.' He yielded the instrument to his daughter, who obeyed his injunction, her lovely face glowing with smiles as she regarded the distant home scene. 'Dear mother!' she murmured. 'It is a treat to her to be able to sit under the trees without fetr of molestation. Ti:ere are no hostile Indians hereabouts now are there father?" No. Red Knife, as you have already heard, was killed 3-esterd.1v by a settler, and his band has retreated towards the mountains. I will confess Miriam, that during all the time we have been in the West, I have not felt so light-hearted, and care free as since we received the news of Red Knife's death. You have just seen how this joy bubbles over in me. Red Knife was a demon, rather than a savage.' Miriam shuddered, and her features even paled at the memory of the Indian mentioned. 'He never spared a pale face,' she said, striving to speak calmly. 'Desolation and cruelty marked his path. For more than two yer.rs he has raged to and fro upon the plains like-i ravening wolf. He was the terror of the border.' You have named him appropriately, Miriam, said the hunter. 'He had a fiendish hatred of the white race, and his victims have been many. Mr. Dane held out his hand for the glass, and Miriam was in the act of restor ing it, when a strange, gaspina, panting sound startled them both, and sent them quickly to tbeir saddles. The hunter wheeled his horse and looked down upon the river-bank, from which direction the sound had come, his manner self possessed, but his counte nance indicative of alarm. The maiden followed his example. Her eyes were the first to discover the cause of the sound that had startled them, detecting a man's figure creeping along through the undergrowth of bushes lining the shore. At the same moment, their presence in turn was detected, for the man dropped sndTnly among the protecting bushes, as if he bad been shot. An Indian?' whispered Miriam, draw ing from her bosom a revolver. " The hunter shook his head, continn. ing to watch the spot at which the man had fallen, his hand on his rifle, his manner that of one ready for action. Suddenly, as the man showed a hag gard face peering cautiously from his concealment, Mr. Dane's anxious countenance broke into a smile, and he cried out: Hallo! Is that you, Thompson? Do you take us for Indians, that you skulk there in the bushes?' The individual addressed was silent a full minute, as it seemed, from sheer araazemeut; then he sprang out from his hiding place with a cry of relief, and advanced swiftly towards the father and daughter. He was a man of the middle age, of the ordinary type of backwoodsmen, strong and brown and stalwart, of the rude, rough type that seems to belong to the border. His face was haggard and white, although covered with perspira tion. Hia breath came through his parted lips, in quick, uneven gasps. He had run far, and swiftly, and looked aa ifj about to drop from fatigue.

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What has happened, .Thompson? asked Dane, with keen anxiety, the man's singular appearance giving him a audden shock or alarm. The Indians! gasped Thompson, acarcely able to command hia t voice. They are coming! Red Knife and hia band divided my wife my children! Help me! Help me! What talk is thia? cried Dane, agitated in spite of his efforts at self-control. Red Knife was killed yesterday He waa only wounded, interrupted Thompson. 'He ia coming to take hia vengeance on us settlers. He has divided his band into two. ; They wero up at the Deer Fork thia morning, and are now coming this way. The points to be struck are your house and mine. 'My God!' ejaculated Dane, ai his informant paused in his excited, breathless narration . A horse! a horse!' cried Thompson, reeling with fatigue. 'I can go no further on foot. My wife, mv children God pity and save them!' - He looked from the hunter to" his daughter in agonized and mute supplication. Dane snatched the glass from Miriam's hands and placed it to his eyes. He looked to the northward saw his pretty cottage, his wife busy at the needle under the trees and glanced at the dim line of the horizon stretching away eastward and westward from hi9 home Suddenly the glass dropped from his hands his face blanched to the hue of snow. From the west, seeming to emerge from the cloulda of scarlet and gold, he had beheld a band of mounted Indians riding boldly towards that unprotected home, towards that unconscious and helpless woman. With a frenzied cry, he put spurs to bis horse, and dashed away like a madman, shouting to his daughter to follow him; at the same instant Thomas staggered forward and fell in the maiden's path, holding up his hands in anguish. My wife! my chil iren!' he groaned. There was no hesitation in the soul of the brave Miriam. -Mine is but a single life; he has seven depending on him, she said aloud. As she spoke, she leaped from her saddle, anJ, with a gesture, commanded him to take her place. Hut your danger!' faltered Thompson. 'The Indians Miriim again pointed to the saddle. Go,' she commanded. Think only of your family, and be gone!' Still Thompson hesitated, sweeping the horizon with eager glances, toas9ure himself that no immediate danger threat ened. A change came over his face as he looked, and he uttered a wild cry, catching up the glass Mr. Dane had let fall, and looking through it. The sight he beheld convulsed him with terror. Not a mile away, to the west, he saw coming over a ridge in the plain, and approaching rapidly, a considerable body of mounted savages. They're coming a band of red skins directly towards us!' he gasped. 'I m lost! Fly, Miriam, while 3'ou have the time!' The maiden took the gla3 and gazed through it an lastant at the approaching foe. A strange light appeared in his eye9 a light possessed only by thosa upon whom God has bestowed a consciousness of His great protection the light of a heroism which death itself cannot master 'Sure enough. she murmured. They are coming! The leader i Red Knite. Go, neiUbor Thompson on the iustant!' vv"e can ride together!' cried Thompton. No! The horse is tired. We have beta to Willow Island We should be overtaken before we had gone two miles!' Then we'll die together!" N ! No! You must mount!' With a grasp so suddea and firm that it startled him, the maided pushed him towards the horse, and in another instant he found himself, more by instinct than by thought, seated in the saddle. Away, Seiim!' cried Miriam to her steed, with an imperative gesture. Awa!' The horse broke' furiously over the plain, giving Thompson only time enough to flash a look of gratitude towards the maiden, as he dashed away to the northeast, towards his menaced home. ... . A moment later, Mr. Dane looked over his shoulder took in at a glance the situation of affairs, recognizing the peril as well as the heroism of his child bowed his head solemnly, as one submits to the inevitable, in approbation of his conduct, and then he swept on to the rescue of his wife, hia soul torn by such emotions as are seldom brought together. .- And Miriam, throwing herself flat upon the ground, remained alone upon the plain, in the very path of a score of mounted Indians, who where galloping towards her with the swiftness of the wind! CHAPTER II. A CTJWOCS XD STARTLING MT9TSRT. Skirting the, s'ack HiJs, forty miles west of Fort Larv trie, a party of hcrse men were riding eastward. They had left Fort Bridger eight days' before, taking the route of the North

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MARCH 30, 1869. Platte, and were now following the Oregon emigrant road, among those lone ridges, dry beds of rivers, and sterile plains, by which the region of the Black Hills 19 distinguished. The bulk of the party consisted of ten cavalry-men, under a lieutenant, who were returning to Fort Laramie, their post of duty. They were well mounted, and had several led horses in their train, loaded with their provisions and appurtenances of travel. The balance of the party comprised three civilians, who hd seized the op portunity of crossing the mountains an der military escort. Two of these were emigrants who had settled near Fort Bridger, but who had tired of the great solitude, or been frightened by the Indi ans, and were now returning eastward in search of homes nearer the haunts of civilization. The third civilian was Hubert Earle, the lover of Miriam Dane, the settler's daughter, whom we have just left in such deadly peril. - He was a splendid specimen of American manhood, magnificently formed, broad shouldered, deep-chested, as vigorous as an athlete, and rode his horse, a fiery Mexican steed, with the grace and ease of a centaur. At the moment of his introduction to the reader, he was riding in the rear of the little train, busy with his own reflectiods, which were evidently bright as the morning itself the forenoon prece ding the events we have recorded. His thoughts were wrapt in the sweet memory of Miriam, who had wept so bitterly at his departure, and who, he expected, would smile so joyously at his return. The dear little soul!' he murmured aloud. 'Where is she now?" . His e3res darkened with tender sweetness, his lips quivered with the ineffable love that flooded his being with happiness akin to pain, lie pictured their meeting, the pretty home they would share together, the 3 ears they would spend in each other's sook-t3 the tender mutual love and care that would bless all their coming days He had left her a poor adventurer, to seek his fortune among the mines of Idaho. He was returning to her a more than moderately rich man, with hills of exchange in his chamois money belt, of sufficient value to support them both in luxury as long as they might live. It was not to to be wondered at that his thoughts were pleasant Suddenly he was aroused from his trance like silence, by crii;s of delight from his companions, and by the fact that they had checked their speed. Looking around him quickly, he be held the cause of the unusual excitement. To the Southward, at no great distance, a small herd of buffaloes was gra j zing lazily, seemingly not at all alatmed j at the near presence of a formidable eneI myI The wind was blowing from them, the 1 horses were Iresh, and, as he looked at ! the tempting game, Hubert felt the spirit j of the hunter grow strong within him. ' Giving rein to his horse, he galloped along the line to speak to the lieutenant, but was met half wa by that ofHcjr, whose sparkling eyes and eager demeanor attested to a kindling of Nimrod-like zeal. What do yo i say to an hour's sport, Mr. Earle?' shouted the lieutenant, as he bore dovn upon his friend, lor Hubert was a deeided favorite of every mcmber of the party. I think it would be a downright shame to turn our backs on fuch splecdid game,' was the quick 1 espouse. Who could eat a dinner of salt pork, with those fat buffaloes so near us?' The lieutenant smiled, glanced up and down the line, reading eaer longing in the faces of his men. and resolved to carry out his own an 1 the general desire. At a word of command from him. the party set out at a quick gallop for the scene of action. The buffaloes allowed the enemy to approach quite near, the wind favorin-j the hunters; but at length be.' an to snutf the air uneasily, to shake thoir heads, and to look for the cause of their apprehensions. A moment later thev had beheld the ene:ny, and, with frightful hellowings and mighty tramp, they, had begin their wild, mad tramp to the southward The chase was a long one; i:nd it was not till the hunters had run lho buffaloes upon a spur of the Black Hills that they got a good chance at them. The3 then brought diwn several plump voung j buffaloes, and dinner spec lily became the watcliworu It is noon, and we'll have dinner, said the lieiiLenant, observing that the baggage animals with their drivers were approaching Kinille a fire, boys, and we'll have steaks and roasts in abundance. While this order was being carried into effect, Hubert and several others were engaged in surveying the scene. , A lonely and desolate spot, said Hu bert, thougLtfuliy. It looks a9 if man had never before visited it. And no wonder,' returned Brjdges. 'since it's five miles off the route. What could any man want here, unless he might be in pursuit of buffaloes ?' There being no answer to this ques tion. Hubei t proceeded to find an excellent grazing spot for his horse, tethered him, and flung Limselt on the ground in the shadow of the hill. The lieutenant and a portion of the men followed his example. Plenty of low bushes were found dry enough to burn, and s veral fires were soon kindled. The choicest portions of the buffaloes were readily prepared for cooking, and it waa not long before the odor of burning flesh was ditfused on the air; four or five hungry soldiers serving as cooks. It was a wild picnic scene on those lonely wads, and iivery man there enjoyed it with true gipsy zest. Suddenly a about from one of the men

"f NO. 4. 1980. who were strolling around, arrested the attention of the others. Hallo, boy a 1 he cried. Tm bleat if here isn't a cave in the hill ! Come, see the hole under these bushes. Yoa never saw anything hidden neater in your lives.' Jones thinks nobo ly ever saw a cave before. said one of the loungers. For my part, I thick more of something to eat. than of a hole in the ground.' This sentiment was echoed by the others, but the iiquisitive cave discoverer, nothing daunted, approached the fire, took froo- it a torch, returned to the butte, parted the bushes, revealing a dark aperture in the face of the rock, ond disappeared within it, his light giv ing back a yellow glare for a second af ter he had ceased to be seen. ' ; The camp revelry went on, the cooking progressed, the minutes passed, and Jones did not reappear. If that fellow had found a gold. mine in there he wouldn't call one of us,' growled the lounger who had before spoken. 'I wonder what Jones Aa found. I'll jest take a look, as dinner isn't ready.' . He arose lazily, abstracted a stick of horning wood for a torch, proceeded to the cavern entrance, and disappeared from view. 'Probably,' said Hubert, 'there's a large cavern under that hill. If we had time, it might pav to explore it. Under the present circumstances, I am like Brown, and prefer my dinner to scientific explorations. 1 The meal seemed to be nearly ready, for the rattling of tin cups and dishes began to. be heard ; the lieutenant's small camp chest was unpacked, and the cooks shouted to the strollers to come to o inner. Have Jones and Brown came back?' asked tht lieutenant, as be rose to a sitting position, and glanced towards the cavern. The men replied in the negative. Go alter them then. King, and hurry them up,' said the officer. 'We must resume the march after dinner, and cannot aiford to waste time here ' King, a fine young soldier, took a torch, and entered the cave. The dinner was dealt out hot savory steaks and roasts the coffee measured, and the meal commenced, but none of the men who had entered the cave made their appearance ! How singular !' ejaculated Brydges, testily aud impatiently. 4What can . keep those men ? King has been gone ten minutes. Here, Sergeant Halsey, hurry those men up!' The sergeant, a brown, strong man of middle age, hesitated, and ventured to stammer : I beg your pardon, Lieutenant, but I think there's something wrong inside the cave There's three men in there all hungry and knowing that dinner's ready. Surel3T they'd come hack if they could. Perhaps there's wild beasts, or some strange kind of gas that smothers 'em, or ' Nonsense, Sergeant!' interrupted the lieutenant, frowning. I give you five roinntes to I ring those men back. Go!' The seargeant's face paled, but, without another word, he took up a torch and entered the cave, disappearing from the gaze of his friends. The minutes parsed, the lieutenant and the men ate their dinner mechanically, awaiting anxiously the expected return ; yet none of the four came back. The words of the sergeant had made a deep impression on the minds of his hearers. A general gloom fell upon the camp, and the men cast frequent and fearful glances in the direction of the cavern Even the lieutenant and Hubert felt a strange depression creeping over them, which neither could resist. What can be the matter ?' at length demanded the officer. Tho sergeant's in troub'e, I should judge, by this long absence. There can't be ga3 in tho cave, or if so, he would probably have had time to cry out. There can't be wiUi beasts, for those four men were all well armed, and would at least have fired Which of all you men will go into the cave and learn what the matter is? There was a general shrinking back. K ery soldier was brave in an Indian tight, but not one dared to face a my 3 terious and unknown danger. - Not one wished to risk the complete and total disappearance from earth and human knowledge that had befallen his comrades. 1 i 1 Whoever will venture in search of the f missing men shall receive from me a hundred dollars in gold !' exclaimed Hubert. in his clear, ringing tones. Who , speaks first for the money ? Ttie offer was tempting ; but it was , not accepted. Not a word of reply was made to st. Hubert hesitated, giving a brief thought " to Miriam, his beloved and waiting Miriam ! His face then globed with a heroic light, and he said, in tones that did not falter : , . . . 'I will go in search of the men. Lieu-, tenant Brydges. Only, your party is now small, and if I do not return in twenty minutes, you may resume your journey.' .. . : 'But, Earle,' expostulated the lienten-' ant, 'this is positive madness You' must not risk your life. We will wait a while, and if the men do not return, we will, move on !' ) They may need help,' replied Hu4 bert, steadily. 'They may have encoun j tered well, God knows what, I can't imagine. If I fire ray rifle, come to me." If I fail to return within the tiino appointed, move on ! . He went up to the nearest fire, pick ed up a blazing stick, arranged his rifle for instant use, approached the nioath of the cave, peered into it cautiously, and listened intently lor some sound of life within. ' No sound came. All was still aa death within the cavern. The next instant Hubert had vanished therein. : .: ...

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