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for bread in summer-time so many times repeated As she ceased speaking, the hoof-strokes of a horse
then, were not forgotten when winter came round; for echoed through the glade, and a hundred voices
it always came in for a share of the crumbs scattered simultaneously raised the slioat:
from the cottage-door.

• Oceola! Očeola!'

That cry was grateful to my ears. Though

already rescued, I had begun to fear it might prove OÇ E O L A:

only a short reprieve. Our delivery from death, was A ROMANCE.

still far from certain; our advocates were but weak CILAPTER XCIII.-DEVILS OR ANGELS? women; the mulatto king, backed by his ferocious

followers, would scarcely have yielded to their demands. Was I enduring the torments of the future world? Alike disregarded would have been their threats and Were those its fiends that grinned and gibbered entreaties. The fires would have been rekindled, and around me?

the execution carried on to its end. See! they scatter and fall back ! Some one In all probability, this would have been the event, approaches, who can command them. Pluto himself? had not Oceola in good time arrived upon the ground. No, it is a woman. A woman here? it is Proserpine?

His appearance, and the sound of his voice, at once If a woman, surely she will have mercy upon me?

reassured me. Under liis protection, we had nothing Vain hope! there is no mercy in hell. Oh, my more to fear, and a soft voice whispered in my ear brain! orror, horror!

that he came as our deliverer. There are women-- these are women-they look His errand was soon made manifest. He dres not fiends ; no, they are angels. Would they were bridle, and halted near the middle of the camp, angels of mercy !

directly in front of us. I saw him dismount froin But they are.

See ! one interferes with the fire. his fine black liorse-like himself, splendidly capariWith her foot, she dashies it back, scattering the soned. Handing the reins to a bystander, he came fagots in furious haste. Who is she?

walking towards us. His port was superb; his If I were alive, I should call her Haj- Ewa; but costume brilliantly picturesque ; and once more I dead, it must be her spirit below.

beheld those three ostrich plumes--the real onesThere is another; ha! another, younger and fairer. that had so often mocked in my suspicious fancy. If they be angels, this must be the loveliest in lteaven.

When near the spot, he stopped, and gazed inquirIt is the spirit of Maümee!

ingly towards us. He might have smiled at our How comes she in this horrid place-among fiends ? absurd situation, but his countenance betrayed no It is not the abode for her: she had no crime that signs of levity; on the contrary, it was serious and should send her here.

sympathetic. I fancied it was sad. Where am I? Have I been dreaming? I was on For some moments, he stood in a fixed attitude, fire just now-only my brain it was that was without saying a word. burning; my body was cold enough. Where am I?

His eyes wandered from one to the other-my Who are you that stand over me, pouring coolness fellow-victim and myself—as if endeavouring to upon my lead ?

Are you not Haj-Ewa, the mad distinguish us. No easy task. Smoke, sweat, and queen?

ashes must have rendered us extremely alike, and Whose soft fingers are those I feel playing upon both difficult of identification. my temples ? Oh, the exquisite pleasure imparted At this moment, Maümee glided up to him, and by their touch! Bend down, that I may look upon whispered a word in his ear; then returning again, your face, and thank you-Maümee! Maümee!' she knelt over me, and chafed my temples with her

soft hands. I was not dead. I lived. I was saved.

It was

With the exception of the young chief himself, no Haj-Ewa, and not her spirit, that poured water one heard what his sister had said. Upon him her over me; it was Maümee herself whose beautiful words appeared to produce an instantaneous effect. brilliant eyes were looking into mine ; no wonder I A change passed over his countenance; the look of had believed it to be an angel.

sadness gave place to one of furious wrath; and Carajo!' sounded a voice that appeared hoarse with turning suddenly to the yellow king, be hissed out rage. Remove those women !--pile back the fires. the word • Fiend!' Away, mad queen! Go back to your tribe! these my For some seconds, he spoke no more; but stood captives—your chief no claim. Carrambo ! you no glaring upon the mulatto, as though he would interfere. Pile back the fires !'

annihilate him by his look. "Yamassees!' cried Haj-Ewa, advancing towards the The latter quailed under the conquering glance, Indians, ‘obey him not! If you do, dread the wrath and trembled like a leaf, but made no answer. of Wykomé! His spirit will be angry, and follow you * Fiend and villain!' continued Oveola, without in vengeance. Wherever you go, the chitta mico will changing either tone or attitude, is this the way be on your path, its rattle in your ears. It will bite you have carried out my orders ? Are these the your lieel as you wander in the woods. Thou king of captives I commanded you to take? Vile runaway the serpents, speak I not truth?'

of a slave! who authorised you to inflict the fiery As she uttered the interrogatory, she raised the torture ? Who taught you ? Not the Seminolee, rattle-snake in her hands, holding it so that it might whose name you have adopted and disgraced. By be distinctly seen by those whom she addressed. At the spirit of Wykomé! but that I have sworn nerer that instant, the reptile lissed, accompanying the to torture a foe, I should place you where these now sibiliation with a sharp 'skirr' of its tail.

stand, and burn your body to aslies. From my sight; Who could doubt that it was an answer in the begone! No; stay where you are. On second thoughts, affirmative ? Not the Yamassees, who stood awe- I may need you.' bound and trembling in the presence of the mighty And with this odd ending to his speech, the young

chief turned upon his heel, and came walking towards * And you, black runaways and renegades, who us. have no god, and fear not Wykomé, dare to rebuild The mulatto did not vouchsafe a reply, though his the fire-dare to lift one fagot-and you shall take looks were full of vengeance. Once during the inflicthe place of your captives. A greater than yon tion, I thought I noticed him turn his eyes towards his yellow monster your chief will soon be on the ground. ferocious followers, as if to invoke their interference. Ho! yonder the Rising Sun! He comes! he comes !' But these knew that Oceola was not alone. As

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he came up, the trampling of a large troop had been into the air-and then continuing their shouts, rode
heard; and it was evident that luis warriors were in on towards the opposite side.
the woods not far distant. A single Yo-ho-ehce, in the I saw that they were white men. This surprised me;
well-known voice of their chief, would have brought but what astonished me still more was that I knew
them upon the ground before its echoes had died. them-at least I knew their faces, and recognised the

The yellow king seemed himself to be aware of men as some of the most worthless scamps of our own
their proximity; hence it was that he replied not. settlement. But a third surprise awaited me, on look-
A word at that moment might have proved his last; ing more narrowly at their leader. Him I knew well.
and, with a sulky frown upon his face, he remained Again it was Arens Ringgold !
silent.

I had not time to recover from this third surprise, ‘Release tliem!' said Oceola, addressing the ci-devant when still a fourth was before me. The men of diggers; "and be careful low you handle your spades. the camp—both negroes and Yamassees-appeared Randolph !' he continued, bending over me, 'I fear terrified at this puny attack, and scattering off, hid I have scarcely been in time. I was far off when I themselves in the bushes. They yelled loudly enough, heard of this, and have ridden hard. You have been and some fired their guns as they retreated, but wounded; are you badly hurt?'

like the attacking party, their shots appeared to be I attempted to express my gratitude, and assure discharged into the air ! him I was not much injured; but my voice was so Mystery of mysteries ! what could it mean? weak and hoarse as to be hardly intelligible. It I was about to inquire once more, when I observed grew stronger, however, as those fair fingers ad- that my companion was occupied with his own affairs, ministered the refreshing draught, and we were soon and evidently did not desire to be disturbed. I saw conversing freely.

that he was looking to his rifle, as if examining the Both of us were, quickly "unearthed ;' and, with sights. free limbs, stood once more upon open ground.

Glancing back into the glade, I perceived that My first thoughts were to rush towards my sister, Ringgold had advanced close to where my sister was when, to my surprise, I was restrained by the chief. seated, and was just halting in front of the group.

* Patience!' said he; “not yet-not yet. Maumee I heard him address her by name, and pronounce will go and assure her of your safety See, she knows some phrase of congratulation. He appeared about it already! Go, Maümee! Tell Miss Randolphi, her to dismount, with the design of approaching her on brother is safe, and will come presently; but she must foot, while his men, still upon horseback, were gallopremain where she is only for a little while. Go, ing through the camp, huzzaing fiercely, and firing sister, and cheer her.'

their pistols in the air. Turning to me, șe added in a whisper:

*His hour is come,' muttered Oceola, as he glided She has been placed yonder for a purpose; you past me-'a fate deserved and long delayed; it has

Come with me; I shall shew you a spec- come at last;' and with these words, he stepped forth tacle that may astonish you. There is not a moment into the open ground. to be lost. I hear the signal from my spies. A minute I saw him raise his piece to the level with the muzzle more, and we are too late. Come-come!'

pointed towards Ringgold, and the instant after, the Without opposing a word, I hastened after the report rang over the camp. The shrill Ca-ha-queené chief, who walked rapidly towards the nearest edge of pealed from his lips as the planter's horse sprang the woods.

forward with an empty saddle, and the rider himself He entered the timber, but went no further. When was seen struggling upon the grass. fairly under cover of the thick foliage, he stopped, His followers uttered a terrified cry; and with fear turned round, and stood facing towards the spot we and astonishment depicted in their looks, galloped had left.

back into the bushes-without even waiting to exObedient to a sign, I imitated his example.

change a word with their wounded leader, or a shot with the man who had wounded him.

*My aim has not been true,' said Oceola, with singular coolness; "he still lives. I have received

much wrong from him and hisoay, very much I had not the slightest idea of the chief's intention, wrong-or I might spare his wretched life. But no; or what was the nature of the spectacle I had been my vow must be kept; he must die!' promised.

As he said this, he rushed after Ringgold, who had Somewhat impatient, I questioned him.

regained his feet, and was making towards the bushes, “A new way of winning a mistress,' said he with a as if with a hope of escape. smile.

A wild scream came from the terrificd wretch as But who is the lover? who to be the mistress ?' he saw the avenger at his heels. It was the last

* Patience, Randolph, and you shall see. Oh, it is time that voice was ever heard. a rare experiment, a most cunning farce, and would In a few bounds, Oceola was by his side—the long be laughable, were it not for the tragedy that accom- blade glittered for an instant in the air; and the panies it. You shall see. But for a faithful friend, I downward blow was given so rapidly, that the stroke should not have known of it, and would not have been could scarcely be perceived. here to witness it. For my presence and your life, as The blow was instantaneously fatal. The knees of it now appears—more still, perhaps—the honour of the wounded man suddenly bent beneath him, and he your sister-you are indebted to Haj-Ewa.'

sank liseless on the spot where he had been struckNoble woman!'

his body after death remaining doubled up as it had Hist! they are near; I hear the tread of hoofs. fallen. One, two, three. Yes, it must be they ; yes, yonder • The fourth and last of my enemies,' said Oceola, -see!'

as he returned to where I stood ; 'the last of those I looked in the direction pointed out. A small party who deserved my vengeance, and against whom I of horsemen, half-a-dozen in all, was seen emerging had vowed it.? from the timber, and riding with a burst into the Scott ? 'I inquired. open ground. As soon as they were fairly uncovered, "He was the third : he was killed yesterday, and they spurred their horses to a gallop, and with loud by this hand.' yells, dashed rapidly into the midst of the camp. On · Hitherto,' he continued after a moment's silence, reaching this point, they fired their pieces-apparently 'I have fought for revenge: I have had it. I have

CHAPTER XCIV.

THE EXD OPARES RINGGOLD.

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slain many of your people. I have had full satis- Surely, I was wronging both. On neither could I faction; and henceforth'

detect a trace of aught that should give me uneasiThe speaker made a long pause.

The bearing of the chief was simply gallant • Henceforth?' I mechanically inquired.

and respectful. The looks of my sister were but the 'I care but little how soon they kill me.'

expressions of a fervent gratitude. As Oceola uttered' these strange words, he sank Oceola spoke first: down upon a prostrate trunk, covering his face with 'I have to ask your forgiveness, Miss Randolph, for his hands. I saw that he did not expect a reply. the scene you have been forced to witness; but I

There was a sadness in his tone, as though some could not permit this man to escape. Lady! he was deep sorrow lay upon his heart, that could neither your greatest enemy, as he has been ours. Through be controlled nor comforted. I had noticed it before; the co-operation of the mulatto, he had planned this and, thinking he would rather be left to himself, I ingenious deception, with the design of inducing walked silently away.

you to become his wife; but failing in this, the mask A few moments after, I held my dear sister in my would have been thrown off, and you I need not arms, while Jake was comforting Viola in his black give word to his foul intent. It is fortunate I arrived embrace.

in time. His old rival was no longer near. During the Brave Oceola!' exclaimed Virginia, 'twice hare sham attack, he had imitated his followers, and you preserved the lives of my brother and myselfdisappeared from the field; but, though most of the more than our lives. We have neither words por latter soon returned, when sought for, the yellow power to thank you; I can offer only this poor king was not to be found in the camp.

token to prove my gratitude.' His absence roused the suspicions of Oceola, who As she said this, she advanced towards the chief, was - now once more in action. By a signal, his and handed him a folded parchment, which she had warriors were summoned, and came galloping up. drawn from her bosom. Several were instantly despatched in search of the Oceola at once recognised the document; it was missing chief; but after a while, these came back the title-deeds of his patrimonial estate. without having found any traces of him.

* Thanks, thanks !' he replied, while a sad smile One only seemed to have discovered a clue to his played upon bis lips. “It is indeed an act of disindisappearance. The following of Ringgold consisted terested friendship. Alas! it has come too late. of only five men. The Indian had gone for some she who so much desired to possess this precious distance along the path by which they had retreated. paper-who so much longed to return to that once Instead of five, there were sir sets of horse-tracks loved home-is no more. My mother is dead. On upon their trail.

yesternight, her spirit passed away.' The report appeared to produce an unpleasant It was news even to Maümee, who, bursting into impression upon the mind of Oceola. Fresh scouts a wild paroxysm of grief, fell upon the neck of my were sent forth, with orders to bring back the sister. Their arms became entwined, and both wept mulatto, living or dead.

—their tears mingling as they fell. The stern command proved that there were strong There was silence, broken only by the sobbing of doubts about the fealty of the yellow chief, and the the girls, and at intervals the voice of Virginia, warriors of Oçeola appeared to share the suspicions murmuring words of consolation. Oçeola himself of their leader. The patriot party had suffered from appeared too much affected to speak. defections of late. Some of the smaller clans, wearied After a while, he aroused himself from his sorrowing of fighting, and wasted by a long season of famine, attitude. had followed the example of the tribe Omatla, and Come, Randolph !' said he, we must not dwell delivered themselves up at the fort. Though, in the on the past, while such a doubtful future is before battles hitherto fought, the Indians had generally us. You must go back to your home, and rebuild it. been successful, they knew that their white foemen You have lost only a house; your rich lands still far outnumbered them, and that in the end the latter remain, and your negroes shall be restored to you. must triumph. The spirit of revenge, for wrongs I have given orders- they are already on the way. long endured, had stimulated them at the first ; but This is no place for her,' and lie nodded towards they had obtained full measure of vengeance, and Virginia ; "you need not stay your departure another were content. Love of country-attachment to their moment. Horses are ready. I myself shall conduct old homes-mere patriotism was now balanced against you to the borders, and beyond that, you have no the dread of almost complete annihilation. The latter longer an enemy to fear.' weighed heaviest in the scale.

As he pronounced the last words, he looked The war-spirit was no longer in the ascendant. significantly towards the body of the planter, still Perhaps, at this time, had overtures of peace been lying near the edge of the woods. I understood his made, the Indians would have laid down their arms, meaning, but made no reply. and consented to the removal. Even Oçeola could And she,' I said. "The forest is a rude homescarcely have prevented their acceptance of the condi- especially in such times—may she go with us?' tions; and it was doubtful whether he would have made My words had reference to Maümee. the attempt. Gifted with genius, with full knowledge The chief grasped my hand, and held it with earnest of the strength and character of his enemy, he must pressure. With joy, I beheld gratitude sparkling in have foreseen the disasters that were yet to befall his his eye. followers and his nation. It could not be otherwise. • Thanks!' he exclaimed thanks for that friendly

Was it a gloomy forecast of the future that imparted offer: it was the very favour I would have asked. to him that melancholy air, now so observable both in You speak true; the trees must shelter her no more. his words and acts? Was it this, or was there a Randolph! I can trust you-with her life—with her still deeper sorrow—the anguish of a hopeless passion honour. Take her to your home!' - the drear heart longing for a love he might never hope to obtain ?

To me, it was a moment of strong emotion, as the young chief approached the spot wliere my sister was seated. Even then was I the victim of unhappy The sun was going down in the west, as we took our suspicions; and with eager scrutiny, I scanned the departure from the Indian camp. For myself, I had countenances of both as they met.

not the slightest idea of the direction in which we

CHAPTER XCV.

THE DEATH-WARNING.

crew.

should go; but with such a guide, there was no was she alone that made the prospect of death 80 danger of losing the way.

gloomy.' We were far from the settlements of the Suwanee- Why speak you of death ?' a long day's journey—and we did not expect to reach 'Because it is near.' home before another sun should set. That night there Not to you?' would be moonlight—if the clouds did not hinder it *Yes, to me. The presentiment is upon me that I —and it was our intention to travel throughout the have not long to live.' early part of the night, and then encamp. By this “Nonsense, Powell.' means, the journey of to-morrow would be shortened. 'Friend, it is true, I have my death-warning.'

To our guide the country was well known, and Come, Oçeola! this is unlike you. Surely you are every road that led through it.

above such vulgar fancies ? I will not believe you can For a long distance, the route conducted through entertain them.' open woods, and we could all ride abreast ; but the "Think you I speak of supernatural signs? of the path grew narrower, and we were compelled to go screech of the qua-bird, or the hooting of the midby twos, or in single file. Habitually the young chief night owl-of omens in the air, the earth, or the and I kept in the advance-our sisters riding close water? _No, no; I am above such shallow superstibehind us. Behind these came Jake and Viola; and tions. For all that, I know I must soon die. It was in the rear, half-a-dozen Indian horsemen--the body- wrong of me to call my death-warning a presentiment guard of Oceola.

-it is a physical fact that announces my approaching I wondered he had not brought with him more end-it is here.' of his followers, and even expressed my surprise. As he said this, he raised his hand, with a gesture He made light of the danger. The soldiers, he as if to indicate the chest. I understood his melansaid, knew better than to be out after night; and for choly meaning. that part of the country, through which we were to I would rather,' he continued after a pausetravel by daylight, no troops ever strayed into it. 'rather it had been my fate to fall upon the field of Besides, there had been no scouting of late; the battle. True, death is not alluring in any shape, weather was too hot for such work. If we met any but that appears to me most preferable. I would party, they would be of his own people. From these, choose it rather than linger on; nay, I have chosen of course, we had nothing to fear. Since the war it. Ten times have I thus challenged death-gone began, he had often travelled most of the same route half-way to meet it—but, like a coward or a coy alone. He appeared satisfied that there was no bride, it refuses to meet me.' danger.

There was something almost unearthly in the laugh For my part, I was not. I knew that the path we that accompanied these last words—a strange simile were following must take us within a few miles of a strange man. Fort King. I remembered the escape of Ringgold's I could scarcely make an effort to cheer him. In

They were likely enough to have ridden fact, he needed no cheering: he seemed happier than straight to the fort, and communicated an account before. Had it not been so, my poor speech, assuring of the planter's death, garnished by a tale of their him of his robust looks, would have been words thrown own brave attack upon the Indians. Among the away. He knew they were but the false utterance of authorities, Ringgold was no common man. A party friendship. might be organised to proceed to the camp. We were I had even suspected it myself. I had noticed the on the very road to meet them.

pallid skin-the attenuated fingers-the glassed and Another circumstance I thought of—the mysterious sunken eye. This, then, was the canker that was disappearance of the mulatto, as was supposed, in prostrating that noble spirit. I had assigned a far company with these men. It was enough to create different cause. suspicion. I expressed it to the chief.

The future fate of his sister had been the heaviest • No fear,' said he, in reply ; 'my trackers will be load upon his heart. He told me so as we went after them; they will bring me word in time. But onward. no,' he added, hesitating, and for a moment appearing I need not repeat the promises I then made to him. thoughtful; they may not get up with them before the It was not necessary they should be vows: my own night falls, and then- You speak true, Randolph. happiness would hinder me from breaking them. I have acted imprudently. I should not care for those foolish fellows; but the mulatto—that is different: he knows all the paths; and if it should be that he is turning traitor-if it- Well, we are

OSEOLA'S FATE--CONCLUSION. astart now, and we must go on. You can have nothing We were seated near the edge of the little opening to fear; and as for me, Oçeola never yet turned his where we had encamped-a pretty parterre, fragrant back-and will not now-upon danger. Nay, will with the perfume of a thousand flowers. The moon you believe me, Randolph, I rather seek it than was shedding down a flood of silvery light, and objects otherwise ?'

around us appeared almost as distinctly as by day. "Seek danger?'

The leaves of the tall palms, the waxen flowers of the 'Ay-death, death!'

magnolias, the yellow blossoms of the zanthoxylon 'Speak low: do not let them hear you say so.' trees, could all be distinguished in the clear moon

*Ah, yes !' he added, lowering his tone, and beams. speaking in a half soliloquy; 'in truth, I long for The four of us were seated together-brothers and its coming.'

sisters-conversing freely as in the olden time; and The words were spoken with an emphasis that left the scene vividly recalled the past to us all. no room to doubt of their earnestness.

But memory now produced only sad reflections, as Some deep melancholy had settled upon his spirit, it suggested thoughts of the future. Perhaps we four and was preying upon it continually. What could be should never meet again. Gazing upon the doomed its cause?

form before me, I had no heart for reminiscences of I could remain silent no longer. Friendship, not joy. curiosity, incited me. I vouchsafed the inquiry. We had passed Fort King in safety-had encoun

You have observed it then? But not since we tered no white face-strange I should fear to meet set out-not since you made that friendly offer? men of my own race--and no longer had we any Ah, Randolph! you have rendered me happy. It apprehension of danger, either from ambush or open

CHAPTER XCVI.

attack. The Indian guard, with black Jake in their Fortunate for the latter, Oceola was unarmed. He
midst, were near the centre of the glade, grouped by had no weapon left him-neither pistol nor knife; and,
the fire, and cooking their suppers. So secure did the while wringing his bayonet from the gun of a soldier,
chieftain feel, that he had not even placed a sentinel the traitor found time to escape.
on the patlı. He appeared indifferent to danger. The chief uttered a groan, as he saw the miscreant

The night was waning late, and we were about pass through the serried line, and stand secure beyond
returning to the tents--which the men had pitched the reach of his vengeance.
for us-when a singular noise reached us from the It was but a fancied security on the part of the
woods! To my ears, it sounded like the surging of renegade. Ilis death had been decreed, though it
water, as of heavy rain or the souglı' of distant reached him from an unexpected quarter.
rapids.

As he stood outside, and facing toward the car Oceola interpreted it otherwise. It was the con- tives, a dark form was seen gliding up from behind. tinuous • whisking' of leaves caused by a numerous It was that of a woman-a majestic woman-wliose band passing through the bushes, either of men or grand beauty was visible even in the moonliglit, animals.

though no one saw either her or her beauty. The We instantly rose to our feet, and stood listening. prisoners alone were fronting towards her, and

The noise continued; but now we could hear the observed her approach. snapping of dead branches, and the metallic clinking It was a scene of only a few seconds' duration. The of weapons.

woman stole close up to the mulatto, and for a It was too late to retreat. The noise came from moment her arms appeared entwined around his every side,

A circle of armed men was closing neck. around the glade.

There was the sheen of some object that in the I looked towards Oceola. I expected to see him moonlight gleamed like metal. It was a living rush to his rifle that lay near. To my surprise, he weapon-it was the dread crotalus. did not stir.

The rattle could be heard distinctly; and close His few followers were already on the alert, and following rose a wild cry of terror as its victim felt the had bastened to his site to receive his orders. Their cold contact of the reptile around his neck, and its words and gestures declared their determination to sharp fangs entering his flesh. die in his defence.

Tlie woman was seen suddenly to withdraw the In reply to their hurried speeches, the chieftain serpent; and holding its glistening body over her made a sign that appeared to astonislı them. The head, she cried aloud : butts of their guns suddenly dropped to the ground, "Grieve not, Oceola-thou art avenged ! avenged! and the warriors stood in listless attitudes, as it tiiey the chittamico has avenged you.' had given up the intention of using them !

Saying this, the woman glided rapidly away; and It is too late,' said Oceola, in a calm voice—too before the astonished listeners could cut off her late! We are completely surrounded. Innocent blood retreat, she had entered among the bushes, and might be spilled; and mine is the only life they are in disappeared. search of. Let them come on; they are welcome to The horror-struck mulatto staggered over the it now. Farewell, sister! Randolph, farewell! Fare- ground, pale and terrified, his eyes almost starting well, Virg'

from their sockets. Men gathered around, and The plaintive screams of Maümee- of Virginia- endeavoured to administer remedies. Gunpowder my own bursting, and no longer silent grief, drowned and tobacco were tried ; but no one knew the simples the voice that was uttering those wild adieus.

that would cure him. Clustering close to the chief, we knew not wliat was It proved his death-wound; and before another passing around us. Our whole attention was fixed sun went down, he had ceased to live. upon him, until the shouts of men, and the loud words of command proceeding from their officers, With Oçeola's capture the war did not ceasewarned us that we were in the midst of a battalion though I bore no further part in it-neither did is of soldiers. On looking up, we saw that we were end with his death, which followed a few weeks after, hemmed in by a circle of men in blue uniforms, Not by court-martial execution did lie die-for he was whose glancing bayonets formed a cheraux de frise no rebel, and could claim the privilege of a prisoner around us.

of war- but of that disease which he knew had long As no resistance was offered, not a shot had been doomed him. Captivity may have hastened the erent. fired; and save the shouting of men and the ringing His proud spirit sank under confinement, and with it of steel, no other sounds were heard.

the noble frame in which it was enshrined. Shots were fired afterwards, but not to kill. It was Friends and enemies stood around him in liis last a feu-de-joie to celebrate the success of this important hour, and listened to his dying words. Both alike capture.

wept. In that chamber of deatlı, there was not a The capture was soon complete. Oçeola, held by tearless cheek; and many a soldier's eye was moist two men, stood in the midst of his pale-faced foes-a as lie listened to the mumed drum that made music prisoner.

over the grave of the noble Oceola. His followers were also secured; and the soldiers fell back into a more extended line-enclosing the After all, it proved to be the jovial captain who had captives in their midst.

won the heart of my capricious sister. It was long At this moment a man appeared in front of the before I discovered their secret, which let light in ranks, and near to where the prisoners were standing. upon a maze of mysteries; and I was so spited about He was in conversation with the officer who coin-their having concealed it from me, that I almost manded. His dress bespoke him an Indian ; but his refused to share the plantation with them. yellow face contradicted the supposition. His liead When I did so, at length—under threat of Virginia was turbanet), and three black plumes drooped over -not her solicitor-I kept what I considered the his brow. There was no mistaking the man. better half for myself and Maümee.

The sight was maddening. It restored all his fierce The old homestead remained ours, and a new home energy to the Seminole chief; and, flinging aside the soon appeared upon it-a fitting casket for the jewel soldiers as if they bad been children, he sprang forth it was destined to contain. from their grasp, and bounded towards the yellow I had still an out-plantation to spare-the fine old

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