Frontier and pioneer life -- Kentucky -- Fiction; Kentucky -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
For more than an hour, they walked rapidly on, Ella, in her eagerness to
hear from Charlie, never once thinking how fast the distance between
herself and her home was increasing; nor had she a thought of her
companion’s intention, until Orianna, suddenly lifting her in her arms,
said, “I promised Charlie I would bring you, and for that have I come.”
Then a cry of fear burst from Ella, who struggled vainly to escape from
the arms which gently, but tightly, held her. “Let me go, oh, please let
me go,” she cried, us Orianna’s walk quickened into a run; but Orianna
only replied, “I told Charlie I would bring you, and I promise you shall
not be hurt.”
“Mother, oh, mother, who will tell my mother?” asked Ella.
“I will send some one to her in the morning,” answered Orianna; and then
in order to soothe the excited child, she commenced narrating anecdotes
of Charlie and the place to which they were going.
Finding it impossible to escape, Ella by degrees grew calm, and as the
night closed in, she fell asleep in the arms of Orianna, who with almost
superhuman efforts, sped on until a wigwam was reached. There for a
short time she rested, and won from a young Indian a promise that he
would next morning acquaint Capt. Wilder of the whereabouts of his
child. Fearing pursuit, she could not be prevailed upon to stay all
night, but started forward, still keeping in her arms the little Ella,
who at last slept as soundly as ever she had done in her soft bed at
home.
The night was far spent when Orianna finally stopped beneath the shelter
of a large, overhanging rock. The movement aroused Ella, who, instantly
comprehending where she was, again pleaded earnestly that she might go
home. Orianna soon convinced her that to return alone was impossible,
and then painted the meeting between herself and Charlie so glowingly
that though her eyes were full of tears, her voice was more cheerful as
she asked, “And will you surely bring me back?”
“As yonder stars fade in the rising sun, so surely shall you go home,”
said Orianna. Then spreading in her lap the blanket which, with ready
forethought, she had brought from home, she bade Ella lie down and
sleep.
“And will you keep the bad Indians off?” asked Ella, looking
shudderingly around at the dark woods.
“No one will harm you while I am here,” was Orianna’s reply, and with
the trusting faith of childhood Ella, was soon fast asleep, while
Orianna carefully watched her slumbers.
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