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Show INDIAN DEPREDATIONS 243 IIIIIIIMIIIIIIlMlllllllllllllllMIIIIIIIMIIIIIItlMltllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll Mrs. Lee ( now 84 years old) under whose sanction and prompting this chronicle is made, fails her; and the pen woman, who was not an eyewitness, supplies from impressions received at the time this one statement, believed but not guaranteed to be true. A good brother named Alonzo Colton, from Minersvile, was on his way to a sawmill farther up in the mountains to get a load of lumber. He arrived at Hawthorne Dell when it began to look as if there was nothing to do but to send to Beaver for convey-ance and await its coming, a most dread alternative. On hearing of the dilemma, Mr. Colton promptly un-hitched his team, and leaving his ^ running gear" standing, hitched on to Mr. Lee ' s wagon, from which the potatoes were hastily " dumped." The sick man in his bed and the wife and children were then load-ed in, and Mr. Colton himself drove them down the mountain road to their home, where they arrived at about five o ' clock, p. m. Now if this statement be not correct, Mr. Col-ton or any surviving member of his family is at liberty to deny it; and she who wrongfully accuses him stands ready to apologize amply. One thing, however, that she knows to be a fact, is that when, some days later, threshing was done, this same Mr. Colton with his own wagon and team brought down one or more loads of the crop, and never would ac-cept one cent of pay. For this kindness to fellow-creatures in distress, he is gratefully remembered to this day; also others who freely rendered assist-ance at a time of need. This murderous and unprovoked attack took place on the 23rd of October, A. D. 1866. Mr. Lee, |