Thrilling adventures among the Indians: comprising the most remarkable personal narratives of events in the early Indian wars, as well as of incidents in the recent Indian hostilities in Mexico and Texas . ing down the hill at such a furious rate was,doubtless, enough; perhaps the poor fellow couldhear the whoops of the Indians ascending the hillfrom the opposite side; at all events, he understoodhis fate, and spreading his arms before the horseshead, he cried out, with the accents of despair, Oh,Mr. Beall, save me! I am a husband and the fatherof six helpless children! Never was prayer morequ
Thrilling adventures among the Indians: comprising the most remarkable personal narratives of events in the early Indian wars, as well as of incidents in the recent Indian hostilities in Mexico and Texas . ing down the hill at such a furious rate was,doubtless, enough; perhaps the poor fellow couldhear the whoops of the Indians ascending the hillfrom the opposite side; at all events, he understoodhis fate, and spreading his arms before the horseshead, he cried out, with the accents of despair, Oh,Mr. Beall, save me! I am a husband and the fatherof six helpless children! Never was prayer morequickly heard, or more heroically answered. The lieutenant, though riding for his own life, im-mediately stopped his mare, dismounted, and, givingher to the man, said, You shall be saved. Eideback to the camp, and send them out to give mybody decent burial! And so they parted,—the foot-man to escape, the officer, as he supposed, to be slain;for the hill was utterly bare, without a single hidingplace, and he thought of nothing but selling his lifeas dearly as possible. For this purpose, he drew hisrevolver, and, sitting down on the ground, waited forthe savages; who in a moment came rushing over the. NOBLE ACTION OF LIEUT. BEALL. 91 brow of the hill, and then, to the unspeakable amaze-ment of Lieutenant Beall, dashed past him down thedescent like madmen, not a soul of them paying theleast regard to him, not a soul, in fact, seeing saw, in reality, nothing but the horse and thehorseman they had been pursuing for three miles;they knew nothing of a footman; and perhaps thesitting figure of the lieutenant appeared, to eyes onlybent on one attractive object, as a stone or huge cac-tus, such as abound on those sterile hills. At all events. Lieutenant Beall, by what seemed tohimself almost a direct providential interposition inhis behalf, remained wholly undiscovered; and in amoment more the Apaches were out of sight, stillpursuing the horse and his rider to the camp. Thelatte
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