The Captivity of Two Little Brothers.

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" I saw I could not get along without a fuss, and told her that if she would promise never to trouble me again she might have it."

Moore accompanied him to his brother's house. They arrived on horseback, pretending they were entire strangers, and inquired who lived there. "I had concluded," says Alder, "not to make myself known for some time, and eyed my brother very close but did not recollect his features. I had always thought I should have recognized my mother by a mole on her face. In the corner sat an old lady who I supposed was her, although I could not tell, for when I was taken her head was as black as a crow, and now it was almost perfectly white. Two young women were present, who eyed me very close, and I heard one of them whisper to the other, ' He looks very much like Mark,' (my brother.) I saw they were about to discover me, and accordingly turned my chair around to my brother and said, 'You say your name is Alder.' 'Yes,' he replied, 'my name is Paul Alder.' 'Well,'I rejoined, 'my name is Alder, too.' Now it is hardly necessary to describe my feelings at that time, but when I thus disclosed my name, he rose to shake hands with me, so overjoyed that he could scarcely utter a word, and my old mother ran, threw her arms around me, while tears rolled down her aged cheeks. The first words she spoke, after she grasped me in her arms, were, ' How you have grown ! I am proud to own you for my son !' We passed the day in conversation. My brothers, Mark and John, were sent for, and we all had a happy time."

THE CAPTIVITY OF TWO LITTLE BROTHERS.

Dr. Denny, of Pittsburgh, persuaded the venerable James Lyon, of Beaver, Pa., then in his 71st year, to give a narrative of his boyish captivity among Indians, from which we condense, as follows: In 1782 his sister Mary lived on Turtle Creek, Pa., with his father, (the mother being dead,) and made for him and his brother Eli pin-hooks, with which they were busy fishing in the creek for minnows, when they heard a noise like the tramping of horses. Eli told James to go up the bank to see what it was. He ran up and, looking towards the house saw Indians jumping the fence and coming towards them, and had scarce time to halloo to Eli before the savages were upon them.

A large Indian, who had their father's bloody shirt and hunting frock on, and two scalps hanging to his girdle, caught James, while Eli ran up the opposite bank, striking the foremost Indian with his fishing rod. The