Q1T7 a t ci J EDITOR AND
VTLANTA, OA.. SATURDAY, OUT. J6, 1875.
[For The Sunny South.]
A MOTHER'S KNEES.
BY HENRY C. MANKK.
When years have swept over raven hair*.
And Rprinkled locks with age’s snow;
When lost in life's annoying cares.
No thought is holier in its glow
Than when we pause at eventide.
And listless dream neath ’bending trees,
While slumb'riug memories o'er us glide
Of childhood and a mother's kn^es.
It is an altar built of God —
No hand but his can lay it low;
’Tis true religion’s bright abode.
And pictures heaven’s eternal glow.
When other friends will all depart,
And leave us as the fickle breeze,
There’s healing balm for every heart
In prayer upon a mother’s knees.
No Moslem at his gilded shrine
Has brighter a\.ir there to kneel:
No angel at the throne divine
Can there a holier influence wield:
For man in every age and clime—
On desert or on rolling seas—
Is melted by the magic chime
Of memory and a mother’s knees.
And though the form lie low in death,
Remembrance oft will picture there
A prayer rehearsed in childish breath —
A mother listening to that prayer.
Kan never learns in after years
A lesson half so good as these—
Those simple words said thro’ his tears.
And breathed upon a mother’s knees.
No book of form uufolds the creed
That men with sinless lips put there—
No trusting heart is made to bleed
Because it offers earnest prayer;
But all is light, and life, and love,
T 4a * slju.lcb tlOlli -r vkOui/ r>t;UM ;
The purest prayer to thrones above
Is prayer upon a mother's knees.
I wonder if this breeze that comes
From far, spice-laden fields of balm.
Bear choristers from spirit-homes
To join this woodland psalm T
This aged oak. their phantom tread
Welcomes in forest ecstacies.
As on its roots I bow my head
And dream thev are a mother’s knees.
[Written for The Sunny South.]
Callie Carson’s Lovers;
FLAT-BOAT, RIVER AND RIFLE.
BY M. a»'AU,
Of tile Michigan Pres..
It was growing light when old Carson's log
touched the bank. The current had carried
him down more than a mile, and he was so ex
hausted by his long swim that he could hardly
drag himself up the shore.
The Indians would doubtless use every exer
tion to discover who the stranger was that had
acted in so suspicious a manner, and the old
man sought the shelter of the forest as soon as
landing. His first care was to examine his rifle
and ammunition, and finding them all right, he
continued up the bank.
When it war. light enough to see across the
river. Carson was opposite the block-houses.
Concealed in the hushes, he made a long survey
of the forf and the clearing. He knew that there
had been no attack on the pioneers, and clearing
and bank were as free of Indians as if there was
not one within a hundred miles. Ear np the
river, however, he saw a canoe crossing, and he
“ The} - are coming to look for the old man.
and somebody’ll get hurt, sartin !”
Having rested from his swim, he struck into |
the woods, directly away from the river, and
continued on for a full mile before turning to
the right, He intended to make a circuit and
strike the river three or four miles above the
point where he had seen the canoe crossing.
With cautious step and keen eye he made his
wav along at slow pace, and in another half mile
he found himself at the edge of a small clearing.
Some hardy pioneer had cleared away the forest
and erected a small cabin as a commencement,
and peering out from behind a tree, old Carson
surveved the cabin for a long time before ven
turing into the clearing. There was no sound,
no stir, and finally he ventured out.
The cabin was deserted and had a gloomy,
lonesome look. Had the pioneer family received
timelv warning and made a safe escape ? Some
thing drew Carson nearer, and finally he looked
in There was a horrible scent and a terrible
sight. Within the cabin were four dead bodies—
dead for three or four days. The body of the
settler lay nearest the door, which had been
battered in with a log. Near him was his wife,
and in the comer were two children. The pa
rents had been shot, the children tomahawked;
■ and all had been scalped and the bodies savagely
“Fiends from the infernal
regions eonld not have done
more hellish work !” growled
the old man as he passed out,
and he felt himself strong
enongh and bold enough to
attack a score of red-skins at
The savages had finished
their brutal work long before,
and there was no one to give
the bodies burial. The wolf
and the panther would creep
in and make a horrible feast,
and by and by the floor would
be strewn with clean-picked
bones, and nothing else would
he left to tell the tale of hor
The sun had been up more
than three hours, when the
old man turned toward the
river, judging that he was at
least four miles above the
block-house. His programme
was to keep on up the river
until opposite the Indian vil
lage, wait for darkness, and
then cross, but circumstances
were to change it. He had
endeavored to conceal his trail
as much as possible, and find
ing himself approaching the
river he stepped into a creek,
and followed its bed.
Cautiously he moved, send
ing his keen glance right and
left, and stepping as noise
lessly as a panther, while his
ear listened intently for any
suspicions sound. Bnt he
saw and heard nothing hut
the sweet sights and pleasant
sounds of woodland nature,
and ht began to breathe more
freely when whiz! a bullet
lifted Lis bear-skin cap from
his befid ami the report of *
’rifle, followed by a fierce yell,
rang on the morning air.
Old Carson was brave as
they make them, but his heart
gave ty leap as the bullet whiz
zed »;> close to his brain, and
he tyrew a startled, lightning-
like glance around him.
An Indian was standing in
full view of him on the hank, not two hundred dared not move, and could not say that he would
feet below, and the whoop was answered from leave the place before night, It was a full hour
three or four different directions. Without before the woodchuck left the log, and half an
waiting for a second glance, the pioneer turned hour after that the old man saw an Indian's legs
to the left, leaped ont of the creek, and with as the savage passed in front of the log, going
his rifle at a trail, started ofl like a deer, saying toward the river. Others followed the first, and
was the first to recover his wits, mile or more, and daylight was not far off. Rest-
Other Indians were near, and ing a few minutes after landing, she at once set
the report of a rifle or a yell off down the river, desiring to get ont of the
would bring them to the spot, neighborhood of the village as soon as possible.
The scout's rifle, held at a Daylight found the girl hurrying along through
trail, fell from his hand, and tbe forest, keeping the river in sight on her
he sprang upon the Indian n 8 ht - She considered that in crossing the nv6r
and bore him to the ground. s ^ e escaped immediate danger, and she be-
Fear and desperation gave the li eve d that she might reach the boats in safety
old man false strength for a unless discovered by red-skins other than those
moment, and he struggled like belonging to the village. Hunger and thirst
a giant. The ground was torn were forgotten in her anxiety to go forward, and
up, and the leaves and branch- " hen the sun rose, she was a good three miles
es tossed- into the air as Will beb ! w ^ be v Dlage.
sought to clutch the Indian by The woods , bein 8 ver y 1 ulet ’ tbe 8 lrl grew
the throat Foiled in every careless, scanning the way ahead only to find a
effort to accomplish this, lie rout e between the trees. She had almost for-
was about to draw his knife, gotten there were any Indians in the forest, when
when the old warrior, feeling a warrior suddenly confronted her, ; springing
his strength failing, uttered a from behind a large tree. Shu sprang hack,
long, piercing yell. It was al- uttering a loud cry, and the Indian extended
most instantly answered bv his hand and said:
-1 t_j-— -jn-.-n ■ “Lgh! girl got away, eh ?
She recognized the voice, and springing for
ward she exclaimed:
“It is you, Black Fox—I know you !”
“ Warriors coming np the river—only little
three or four Indians, and Will
sprang to his feet, picked up
his rifle and dashed into the
swamp, knowing that he must
run for his life.
- . way off!” he whispered, glancing hurriedly
The swamp was composed of around °
boggy spots, ponds of water, ; .-Where shall I go—which way?” she'asked,
clumps of bushes small trees catching his hand.
and patches ot rank grass, and | Come-run fast!” he muttered, starting off
anything like swift locomotion on a trot ftnd in (lirect l y away from the
was impossible. As Will tore
his way along, the old Indian
reached his feet and sent a bul
let after him. It was hardly a
moment before the other In
dians came up, yelling and
whooping, and it seemed as
though the whole village had
gathered where the struggle
had taken place.
Will at first thought that the
She followed him, and not another word was
spoken until he halted, nearly a mile from the
river. They were on rough, broken ground
then, a sort of “hog’s-back” or ridge, and he
“Old Carson at block-house ten miles down
the river, on other side ! Lots of Indians around
—big fight all the time—girl must hide till dark
GOVERNOR JAMES D. PORTER, OF TENNESSEE.
“Put in yer best licks, old man, for tliar's
thirty if tliar’s one, and blood is what they ar’
Another bullet cut close to him, and then a
general yell told him that all the band were
as all were talking freely, Carson picked up
enough words to inform him that the chase had
been abandoned, the Indians seeming to believe
that the nuknown white man had passed a long
distance into the forest.
An hour afternoon his position became so irk-
in hot pursuit. The forest was full of under- some that the trapper decided to leave the log.
brush, and he had a good start. He was out of
sight in a moment, and the savages had only his
general direction Coming to hard ground,
where it would he difficult to pick up his trail,
the old man made a sharp turn from the river
and sought to increase his speed, paying not so
much attention to the yells behind him as to
He crept out very cautiously, carefully surveyed
the forest, and crawled a long distance on his
hands and knees before venturing to stand erect.
His course was still up the river. If he was to
render Callie aid, he must reach the Indian vil
lage and penetrate it. The river was a full mile
away, and the woo Is deep, grim and silent.
There came a whoop from the river, and Black
swamp extended clear to the Fox continued:
river, but in five minutes he “ Keep straight down this way—find creek—
found that, while it might ex- cave in the bank -don't. ( come au.t-till . 'lark,— .
*'rv’. .r Allis ;W tuju UoSt .lO'.vn rivertm fog r
aught he knew, it was not over He turned and ran off at, full speed, knowing
a half mile wide. The yells of that she would utter words of (lianks. He had
the Indians at the same time slept in her father’s cabin and been the recipient
proved they were turning the of many favors, and he could not forget them,
upper end of the swamp to cut even though in war-paint, and having sought
hiui oft' from the river. They I with the rest to capture the boat,
would be on hand to welcome Callie took the direction indicated, and in
him as he reached hard ground about ten minutes she reached the creek. He
and others had plunged into had not given her the exact location of the cave,
the swamp to follow his trail, hut she found it after following the stream down
In this emergency, Will halted and looked a few rods. The banks of the creek were about
about him. Then he turned down the swamp, fifteen feet high at that spot, and the opening of
leaping from a log to a hog, waded in water waist the cave was so large that she could enter with-
deep, and for a quarter of a mile he completely out trouble. The whole tribe ot Indians might
extinguished his trail. Stopping then in a mass know of its location, or it might have been dis-
of weeds, growing ont of water a foot deep, he covered by Black Fox alone. The interior was
sank down and straightened up the weeds around so dark and gloomy that the girl hesitated about .
him so that lie was well hidden from sight The entering, but she finally gained courage to feel; ^
marsh would not give him a better hiding-place, her way back until she could go no further. 1
and he would remain there until further move- The cave was about thirty feet deep by twenty
ment was necessary. broad, the roof and sides rough and irregular.
All the Indians out in search had congregated The location was a gloomy one, and it seemed
around the swamp, or waded into it, each one hardly possible that the Indians could search
keeping up a terrible yelling. Will heard them the fugitive out, even if waking up her trail,
splashing through the water, or forcing their way There was a heap of moss and leaves at the back
through the bushes, hut it was nearly an hour end, and Callie sank down on it to rest. She
before any of them came near his hiding-place, could see the mouth of the cave and the oppo-
keeping a sharp lookout ahead. Few of the In- The old man crept along as a dark shadow steals
dians could have kept up with him on a plain across the floor.
A red-skin finally came along the same route,
but passed the weeds without noting that they
had been disturbed. A few yards away he uttered
a loud yell, and called to his companions that he
site bank of the creek, while one looking in
could not have penetrated the darkness beyond
ten feet. .
Perfect silence prevailed, and feeling quite
course, and he had an advantage in start which
told heavily in his favor.
“They are welcome to my scalp if they can
catch it!” he chuckled as he bounded forward,
leaping logs, dodging trees and tearing through
Instead of turning where he did, the Indians
kept straight on, seeming to think that he had
some special object in seeking the river-hank,
Will maintained his position until daylight,
and heard nothing from the Indians after tlieir
brief search. He knew that they would seek his
trail as soon as it was light enough to see, and
yet lie was undecided what to do. Feeling cer
tain that Callie had not been recaptured, and
not yet knowing where to look for her, he did
not know which way to turn. There was a faint
bnt the old mail did not let up on his pace. , h “ u ”. w . iuer . e I
Rlintr nlir>e Thp ! hope that he might encounter her in the forest
' “ ’ e 1 by scouting around, and when daylight broke
he moved from his hiding-place, bending around
so as to strike the river two or three miles below
the village. Being in no haste, he picked his
route, seeking tc^blind his trail as much as pos
Day was hardly an hour old when Will discov
ered that the Indians were seeking him. They
, . knew liis disguise, the direction he had taken,
smooth. The trapper crept in, feet first, and and they would not abandon the search while
As he ran he looked for a hiding-place,
woods were pretty Clear of underbrush and
thickets, and hearing a loud yell from the red
skins. as if they had struck his trail afresh, Car-
son dashed at a large hollow log and crept into
it. first seeing that the hollow extended in only
about twelve feet.
The cavity in the log had been used by some
wild animal for a den, and its sides were worn
had found the trail. It was probably the route secure from danger, Callie soon began to get
taken by a deer or some other large animal, as j drowsy. She leaned against the wall and fought
the weeds were bent over and the bushes broken, the feeling off for a time, but sleep came stealing
i but the Indians followed it until reaching hard over her as she watched. AVhen she opened her
ground, where the whole gang seemed to take it eyes again, she believed that night had come. •
up. This was about ten o’clock, and from that Hurrying to the mouth of the cave, she found
hour to noon Will heard nothing further from ; the rain pouring down as if there was to be an-
the Indians, except an occasional yell or the re- other flood. She guessed that it was within an
port ot a rifle. They finally returned, having a hour of sundown, if not half an hour later, and
suspicion that they had followed a wrong trail, she saw that it had set in for n long rain and a
but none of them entered the swamp, knowing dark night.
that the fugitive had had ample time to escape. The rain was of no account, as her clothing
They passed along the borders, inspecting the was not yet dry, and the weather was warm,
ground, and at length, disappeared in the direc- but if the night came on dark and black, it would
tion of the village; but it was near four o’clock give her trouble. She might find her way down
before the scout dared to move. The long chase the creek to the river, and might possibly find
after him and the great excitement would have j a log to float her, but she might pass within a
driven Callie miles away from the village, if she hundred feet of the block-house and not suspect
were hiding anywhere and waiting for him, and : its presence. A too dark night would be as bad
worked himself back until he could go no fur
ther. It was close quarters for a man of his
frame, and he was only fairly in when he wished
himself out, as he stood no chance if the In
dians made a careful search. Their yells, how
ever, warned him that there was no time to make
a change, and with rifle held ready to fire he
The savages had discovered that they had been
tricked, and while some were down on hands
and knees, seeking the trail, others were rush
ing along at their best speed, hoping to receive
a chance sight of the crafty white man. As
they came nearer they started up a woodchuck,
there was a hope left. He heard signals passing,
and he retreated further into the forest and in
creased his pace. As the sun came np, the scout
changed his course for the river, hut in a few
minutes a deer came running towards him at
full speed, indicating sudden fright.
“That means danger.” whispered Will, as he
dropped on his hands and knees.
A bird or two came flying past, uttering shrill,
sharp notes of alarm, and the scout knew that
some one was approaching him from the direc
tion of the river. A few yards away was a small,
thick clump of bushes, and Will crept toward it
to secure a hiding-place. The clump was not
Will abandoned all hopes of finding her. He
reasoned that she would go down the river, in
stead of taking any other direction, as Carson
would certainly make a halt somewhere below,
and there was considerable hope that the girl
as one lighted by a full moon.
Darkness had not come, and Callie had not
yet decided what to do, when Providence stepped
in and settled the question. The mouth of the
cave was about three feet above the water, and
would find her way aboard the boat before her the near end of the cave was two or three feet
Will’s plan was to reach the river first. He
might be able to see something or hear some
thing to further post himself and guide his future
movements. If he failed to. he would wait for
which in its fright dashed mto^ the hollow log i ar g e enough for him to crawl into and be hid-
and plumped into the old man s face before as- den f rom sight, and he crept behind it. lav at full
curtaining that the quartos had alread} been length on the ground, and watched and listened,
taken possession of. . The Indians were now all Three or four minutes passed, and then four or
around the locality, and the frightened animal five passed him onlv fiftv feet awav. coming from
retreated about halt way to the opening and the river. Thev were moving at a slow trot, heads
there rested. Carson was prevented from seeing llown searching for signs, and they were not in
out. but the Indians were also prevented from
looking in. Several of them leaped upon the
log almost above him and stood there for sev
eral minutes, while others made a wide circuit
and looked for the trail.
The ground was hard and thickly covered
with leaves, and the savages failed to find what
sight above a minute or two. The hard soil,
bedded with leaves, had retained no foot-prints,
and if the pursuers came upon Will, it would be
by chance. When sure that they were out of
sight and hearing, the scout rose up and hurried
toward the river.
Coming to a swale or marsh, he was obliged to
higher than the mouth. The heavy fall of rain
had commenced to raise the creek, and as she
sat there in the opening, planning and discuss
ing with herself, she disqovered that the placid
3 creek was becoming a torrent. Imprisoned be-
!?, a f 1 bness iind searc l 1 for the ooats, hoping that tween the high banks, the water rushed along at
Callie was already aboard. I sing all the cratt raee _h 0 rse speed, the roar increasing every mo-
at his command, the hunter made his way out men t, a nd to leave the cave was to he swept
of the swamp, and finally stood on hard ground down a g a inst the rocks with fearful force,
under the trees. The river was not over a mile Darkness came as she sat there watching the
away, and the sun was yet more than two hours wfder creeping up inch by inch, and she did not
high. He therefore progressed slowly, creeping realize her danger unti i a 8 i y str eam entered the
from tree to tree and from bush to bush, real- cave and touched her hand. She must either
izing that another encounter would result disas- dro n into the raging current or retreat back, and
trously to him. she retreated.
But the Indians seemed to have left the locality Sinking down on the bed of leaves, the girl
for good, and AA ill reached the river without hav- anxiously listened to catch the advance of the
ing met anything to alarm him. From a high wa j er The rain still came down with a steady
mound he caught sight ot the water, and wasmak- p 0ur a nd when night came, it brought darkness
ing his way toward it. when a stone turned under so ^lack that a dozen candles would have hardly
his foot and he fell to the ground, almost cry- lighted the cave. She could hear the water gur-
ing out from pain. His right leg had been vio- gling and roaring across the opening, and by
their keen eyes sought. The hollow log at turn to the left, and he was turning the top of a
length attracted their attention, and one of them fallen tree when he came full upon an Indian,
crept up and peered in. Holding his hands up “Has my brother ”
to his face until his eyes had become accustomed The Indian stopped short with his inquiry, his
to the darkness, he at length made out that quick eye having detected the fact that a white
some animal had ensconced itself in the cavity, man stood before him. It was the old man who
and he drew his head away with a muttered had guarded Callie in the lodge. He had a rifle
curse. in his hand, and though old and unable to fol-
In five minutes more the neighborhood was low the war-path, he was not an enemy to be
silent and seemingly clear of Indians. Old Car- despised. Both were amazed for an instant, and
son found his situation uncomfortable, but he could do nothing but stare at each other. Will
lently twisted around, and it seemed to him as if
it were broken at the ankle. He attempted to
rise hut fell again, an l then he investigated to
find that he was helpless —his ankle being twisted
ont of shape.
The pain was so intense that the hunter had to
shut his teeth to prevent groaning. He could no
more step with his foot than he could fly, and
his heart sank at the prospect. Night was com
ing on and he could not move a yard.
The log on which Callie rested her hands
and by she put out her hand and found it within
two feet of her shoes. In fifteen minutes more
the water was under the leaves, and she had to
The cave was ten or twelve feet high at that
spot, and believing that the water would soon
be over her head, Callie felt along the rough
rocks in the darkness until she found a foothold
and climbed upon a sort of shelf four feet above
the floor. She could ascend no higher, though
she would be drowned where Rhesntif the water
kept on rising for two hours longer.
By and by the only sound reaching her
touched the bank after floating down the river a j was a great roar of water, and she knew that