Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXVI, No. 5, May 1850Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXVI, No. 5, May 1850
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
The fire was finally triumphant, and spouted in jets of flame out at
each window of the consuming building, while huge flakes of burning
materials went driving on the wind, and rolling a dark canopy of smoke
over the neighborhood. The lurid glow lit up the air, and showed with
terrible distinctness the waving crowd that stood around. The rain,
however, prevented the progress of devastation further. But the shouts
of the Indians resounded far and wide, as they turned to continue their
work of destruction by setting fire to the other dwellings in the
village.
At this crisis, the villagers, as if animated by a sudden and
simultaneous impulse, arose from their knees, and betook themselves
again to the defensive. Previously, in their resistance, wild confusion,
despair, and frenzied efforts had been blended in such a manner as
completely to destroy any thing like unity of action. But now, in
concert, and disposed according to the best military arrangements, they
advanced a second time upon these invaders.
The Indians, in confidence of their approaching triumph, had uttered the
whoop of success, which called their warriors from the adjoining
vicinity to behold the approaching scene. In surprise, therefore,
notwithstanding this addition to their forces, they found themselves
resisted with a power and a skill such as they had never before
witnessed. But their previous success had given new spirit to an enemy
already sufficiently audacious, and continuing their war-cries with
redoubled ferocity, they pursued the attack. The combat raged for about
half an hour, when the Indians were utterly defeated, and betook
themselves to flight.
At that moment the clouds of heaven suddenly opened, shedding the
blessed light of the returning sun upon the village; and it might have
been seen that the recent victory had been obtained through the means of
a stranger, who had appeared and aroused the people from their panic of
fear, assumed the command, arranged and ordered them in the best
military manner, and thus enabled them to repel and rout the Indians,
and save the village. This person was a man of dignified and majestic
bearing, and with an interesting beauty and pallor of countenance.
The parting clouds had scarcely permitted the gleams of renewed sunshine
to fall upon the rescued spot, and the inhabitants began to realize
their safety, and look around to return thanks to the skillful and
unknown commander to whom the rescue was due, ere it was discovered that
he had mysteriously vanished. Awe and amazement filled the minds of the
spectators, for they were utterly unable to account for the singular
arrival and sudden disappearance of this remarkable person. After many
unsatisfactory conjectures, the only conclusion they could arrive at was
that the Lord had sent an angel to their deliverance.
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