26 AUDUBON THE NATURALIST. 
side the lifeless remains of his Mattie ant his 
children, whom he alternately embraced. He 
then rose, and silently and with an awful solem- 
rity proceeded to work for hours, until a grave 
was formed, large and deep, in which he placed 
side by side his treasures. Their youngest-born 
lay on the fair mother’s breast, the eldest with the 
death frown of a hero on his brow, still grasped 
the rifle with which he had vainly sought to 
combat the deadly foe! The miserable father, 
having completed his task, erected a small 
pile of stones where reposed the remains of his 
all of earthly bliss. Then snatching up his rifle 
in one hand, with the other he waved a farewell” 
to his companions, and disappeared following 
the track of the Shawnees. - 
He never left that track. For years he 
haunted the hunting grounds of the Shawnees, 
slaying them as théy slept, or as they sat at 
their feasts, or as they groped in the paths of the 
forest. Gradually, such numbers had fallen un- 
der his terrible rifle, that he was dreaded as the 
phantom of murder, and the Shawnees deserted 
their old resorts on the banks of the Green River. 
As the last of their canoes dropped down the 
stream, a bullet struck one of its crew, who fell 
into the water, dead. The others looked up, 
and saw their fearful enemy retiring into the 
forest. A simple stone sarcophagus, such as 
