The Syracuse and Lake Wawasee Journal, Volume 15, Number 44, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 1 March 1923 — Page 2

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ERSKINE DALE-PIONEER

THE YOUNG CHIEF BTNOPSI&—TO the Kentucky wlteerneas outpost conuhanded by Jerome Bandore, tn the time lay awhN nrecodina the Revolution, white boy floeins from * tribe of Bhawnees by whom be had bora captured and adopted as a eon of tho chief Kahtoo. He ta steen shelter and attracts the tevorablo attention of Dave Tandell, a leader ijTwint the settlers. The boy warns his new friends of the coming of a Shawnee war party. The fort 1* attacked, and only saved by the timely appearance of a party of Virginian*. The leader of these is fatally wounded, but tn his dying moments recognizes the fugitive youth as his son. At Bed Oak’plantation on the James river, Virgin fa. Colonel home, the boy appears with a message for the colonel, who after reading It Introduces the bearer to his daughter Barbara as her cousin, Erskine Dale. Erskine meets two other cousins Harry Dale and Hugh Willoughby. Dueling rapiers on a wall at Rad Oaks attract Erskine’s attention. He takes his first fencing lesson from Hugh. Yandell visits Red Oaka At the county fair at WUllamsburg Erskine meets a youth, Dane Grey, and there at once arises a bitter antagonism between them. Grey, tn liquor, insults Erskine, and the latter, for the moment all Indian, draws his knife. Tandell disarms htm. ▲shamed of his conduct In the affair with Grey, Erskine leaves Red Oaks that night, to return to the wild emess.

CHAPTER Vl—Continued. —7— ’Harry " said Colonel Dele, “carry F<?ur cousin my apologies and give him Firefly on condition that he ride him back some day. Tell him this home Is his” —the speaker halted, but went on gravely and firmly — “whenever he pleases.” “And give him my love,” said Barbara, holding back her tears. At the river-gate they turned to wave a last goodby and disappeared In the woods. At that hour the boy far over In the wilderness ahead of them had cooked - squirrel that he had shot for his breakfast and was gnawing it to the bones. Soon he rose and at 8 trot sped on toward his home beyond the Cumberland. And with him, etched with acid on the steel of his brain, sped two Images—Barbara’s face as he last saw It and the face of young Dane Grey. The boy’s tracks were easily to be seen in the sandy road, and from them Dave judged that he must have left long before daylight. And he was traveling rapidly, A* sunset Dave knew that they were not far behind him. but when darkness hid the lad’s tracks Dave stopped for the night. Again Erskine had got the start by going on before day. and it was the middle of the forenoon before Dave, missing the tracks for a hundred yards, halted and turned back to where a little stream crossed the road, and dismounted, leading his horse and scrutinizing the ground. “He’s seen us tracking him and he’s doubled on ns and is tracking us. I expect he’s looking at us from somewhere around here.” And he hallooed at the top of his voice, wddeh rang down the forest aisles. A war whoop answered almost in their ears that made the blood leap in both the boys. Even Dave wheeled with cocked rifle, and the lad stepped from behind a bush scarcely ten feet behind them. “Well,, by gum,” shouted Dave, “fooled us. after all.” A fafnt grin of triumph was on the lad’s lips, but in his eyes was a waiting Inquiry directed at Harry and Hugh. They sprang forward, both of them with their hands outstretched: “We’re sorry!” A few minutes iater Hugh was transferring his saddle from Firefly to his own horse, which had gone a trifle lame. On Firefly, Harry buckled the boy’s saddle and motioned for him to climb up. The bewildered lad turned to Dave, who laughed. “It’s all right.” “He’s your *1 orse, cousin.” said Harry. “My father sent him to you and says his home is yours whenever you please. And Barbara sent her love.” At almost the same hour In the great bouse on the James the old negress was carrying from the boy’s room to Colonel Dale In the library a. kingly deed that the lad had left behind him. It was a rude scrawl on a sheet of paper, signed by the boy’s Indian name and bis totem mark—a buffalo pierced by an arrow. “It make me laugh. I have no usa. I give hole dam plantashun Barbara.” Thus read the scrawl! CHAPTER VII Led by Dave, sometimes by the boy, the four followed the course of rivers. Upward, always except when they descended some mountain which they had to cross, and then it was soon upward again. The two Virginia lads found themselves, much to their chagrin. as helpless as children, but they were apt pupils and soon learned to make a fire with flint and even with dry sticks of wood. Three days’ Journeying brought them to the broad, beautiful Holston river, passing over the pine-crested, white-rocked summit of Clinch mountain, and came to the last outlying fort of the western frontier. Next day they Started on the long, long wilderness trail toward the Cumberland range. On the third day therefrom the gray wall of the Cumberland that ran with frowning inaccessibility on their right gathered its flanks into steep gray ellffs and dipped suddenly into Cumberland gap. Up this they climbed. On the summit they went Into camp, and next morning Dave swept a long am toward the wild expanse to the west. “Four more days,” he cried, “and well be there!” The two boys looked with awe on the limitless stretch of wooded wilds. If wm still Virginia, to be sure, but they felt that once they started down they would be leaving their own beloved state for a strange land of unknown beasts and red men who people flhat “dark and bloody ground.” suwriss Asst ssmsl&c

By John Fox, Jr.

were dropping down the steep and rocky trail. That night they slept amid the rocky foot-hills of the range, and next morning looked upon a vast wilderness stretch of woods that undulated to the gentle slopoe of the hills, and that night they were on the edge of the blue-grass land. Toward sunset Dave, through a sixth sense, had the uneasy feeling that he was not only being followed but watched from the cliffs alongside, and he observed that Erskine too bad more than once turned tn his saddle or lifted his eyes searchlngly to the shaggy flanks of the hills. Neither spoke to the other, but that night when the hoot of an owl raised Dave from his blanket, Erskine too was upright with his rifle in his hand. For half an hour they waited, and lay down again, only to be awakened again by the snort of a horse, when both sprang to their feet and crawled out toward the sound. But the heavy silence lay unbroken and they brought the horses closer to the fire. “Now I know it was Indians,” said Dave; “that boss o’ mine can smell one further’n a rattlesnake." The boy nodded and they took turns on watch while the two boya slept on till daylight. The trail was broad enough next morning for them to ride two abreast—Dave and Erskine la advance. They bod scarcely gone a hundred yards when an Indian stepped into the They Had Scarcely Gone a Hundred Yards When an Indian Stepped Into the Path Twenty Yards Ahead. path twenty ygrds ahead. Instinctively Dave threw his rifle up, but Erskine caught his arm. The Indian had lifted bis hand—palm upward. “Shawnee!” said the lad, as two more appeared from the bushes. The eyes of the two tidewater boys grew large, and both clinched their guns convulsively. The Indian spokesman paid no heed except to Erskfne—and only from the lad’s face, in which surprise was succeeded by sorrow and then deep thoughtfulness, could they guess what the guttural speech meant, until Erskine turned to them. They were hot on the War path against the whites, he explained. His foster-father—Kahtoo, the big chief, the king—was very ill, and his message, brought by them, was that Erskine should come back to the tribe and become chief, as the chief's only daughter was dead and his only son had been killed by the palefaces. They knew that in the fight at the fort Erskine had killed a Shawnee, his tormentor, for they knew the arrow, which Erskine bad not had time to withdraw. The dead Shawnee's brother —Crooked Lightning—was with them. He it was who had recognized the boy the day before, and they had kept him from killing Erskine from the bushes. At that moment a gigantic savage stepped from the brush. The boy’s frame qvivered. straightened, grew rigid, but he met the malevolent glare turned on him with emotionless face and himself quietly began to speak while Harry and Hugh and even Dave watched him enthralled; for the lad was Indian now and the old chiefs mantle was about his shoulders. He sat his horse like a king and spoke as a king. He thanked them for holding back Crooked Lightning’s evil hand, but —contemptuously he spat toward the huge savage—be was net to diehy that hand. He was a paleface and the Indians had slain his white mother. He had forgiven that, for be loved the old chief and his foster mother and brother and sister, and the tribe had always been kind to him. Then they had killed his white father and he had gone to visit his kindred by the big waters, and now he loved them. He had fled from the Shawnees because of the cruelty of Crooked lightning’s brother, whom he had slain. But if the Indians were falling into evil ways and following evil counsels, his heart was sad.

IS ONE OF OLDEST TRADITIONS

Picturesque Legend of the Slaughter of St. Ursula and the Eleven Thousand Virgin*. The legend of St Ursula Is one of the most picturesque of ancient tradition*.' It relates that she wu the daughter of the Briton, Tbeonotus, and was desired in marriage by a heathen prince named Holofornes. She consented on the condition that be become a Christian, and allowed her three years In which to make a pilgrimage. He consented, and Ursula set out accompanied by 11,000 virgins. \ They journeyed up the Bhlne as for as' Basle and thence, by foot, to Home, where .tfeuy w«u JoM. fteto return

"1 wIU come when the leaves fall," he concluded, “but Crooked Lightning must pitch his lodge in the wilderness until he Can show that his heart Is good.” And then with an imperious gesture he waved his hand toward the west: “Now go!” It was hard even for Dave to realise that the lad, to all purposes, was actually then the chief of a powerful tribe, an® even he was a* little awed by the instant obedience of the savages, who, without a word, melted Into the bushes and disappeared. Dave recovered himself with a little chuckle only when without a word Erskine clucked Firefly forward, quite unonsclously taking the lead. Nearing sunset, from a little hill Dave pointed to a thin blue wisp of smoke rising far ahead from the green expanse. “Taere It is, boys!” he cried. All the horses were tired except Firefly and with a whoop Erskine darted forward and disappeared. They followed as fast as they could and they heard the report of the boy’s rifle and the series of war-whoops with which he was heralding his approach. Nobody in the fort was fearful, for plainly it was no unfriendly coming. All were gathered at the big gate and there were many yells and cries of welcome : and wonder when the boy swept into the clearing on a run, brandishing his rifle above bis head, and pulled his fiery black horse up In front of them. * “Whar’d you steal that boss?” shouted Bud. “Look at them clothes!” cried Jack Sanders. And the women—Mother Sanders. Mother Noe and Lydia and Honor and Polly Conrad —gathered about him, laughing, welcoming, shaking hands and asking questions. “Where’s Dave?” That was the chief question and asked by several voices at the same time. The boy looked grave. “Dave ain't comln’ back,” he said, and then seeing the look on Lydia’s face, he smiled: “Dave—” He had no further to go, for Dave’s rifle cracked and his voice rose from the woods, and he and Harry and Hugh galloped into the clearing. Then were there more whbopings and greetings, and Lydia's starting tears turned to smiles. Dave had to tell about his trip and Erskine’s races—for the lad would say nothing—and in turn followed stories of killing buffalo, deer, panther and wildcat during his absence. Early the women disappeared, soon the men began to yawn and stretch, and the sentinels went to the watch-towers, for there had been Indian signs that day. This news thrilled the eastern lads, and they too turned into the same bed built out from the‘wall of one of the cabins and covered with bearskins. And Harry, just before his eyes closed, saw through the open door Erskine seated alone, the connecting-link bebetween the tidewater aristocrats and these rude ploneerh, between these backwoodsmen and the savage enemies out in the black encircling wilderness. And that boy’s brain was in a turmoil—what was to be his fate, there, here, or ort there where he had promised to go at the next falling of the leaves? 1 • • • • • • • The green of the wilderness dulled and burst into the yellow of the buckeye, the scarlet of maple and the russet of oak. This glory in turn dulled and the leaves, like petals of withered flowers, began to drift to the earth. Through the shower of them went Erskine and Firefly, who had become as used to the wilds as to the smiling banks of the far-away James. And the two now were one in mutual affection and a mutual understanding that was uncanny. The boy was the son of a king again, and as such was on his way in answer to the wish of a king. For food he carried only a little sack of salt, for his rifle would bring him meat and the forest would give him nuts and fruit. When the sun was nearing its highest, he “barked" a squirrel from the trunk of a beech; toward sunset a fat pheasant fluttered from the ground to a low limb and he shot its head off and camped for the night On the second day he reached the broad buffalo trail that led to the saltlicks and on to the river, and then memories came. * He remembered a place where the Indians had camped after they bad captured himself and his mother. In his mind was a faint picture of her fitting against a tree and weeping and of an Indian striking ’her to make her stop and of himself leaping at the savage like a little wildcat. whereat the others laughed like children. Farther on, next day, was the spot where the Indians had separated them and he saw his mother no more. They told him that she had been taken back to the whites, but he was told later that they bad killed her because in their flight from the whites she was holding them back too much. Farther on was a spot where they had hurried from the trail and thrust him into a hollow log, barring the exit with stones, end had left him for a day and a night.

“Black Wolf, son of Crooked Lightning!”

(TO BE CONTINUED.)

march, by the pope and a retinue of clergy. When they reached Cologne, on the return trip, they were attacked by horde of wild Hunnish barbarians, and all were slain, although Attila, the leader of the Huns, attempted to save the Use of Ursula that she might become hte wife. She fell, however, pierced with an arrow, which has become her* attribute in pictorial representations. As soon as the massacre was mr angels appeared, In number equal to the slaughtered virgins, and pu*, the barbarians to flight Soon after a church was erected among the graves tn honor <tf St, Unrala.

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