Peter Maughan's Supernatural Protection from an Indian Chief's Ambush

“On this particular day, Mr. Maughan had been hunting. He had no success, and thinking his inability to shoot something was due to the condition of his gun, he decided to clean it. He sat just inside the door of his home facing the yard, and tipped his gun, unconsciously pointing it towards the door. He soon became engrossed in his task. In the meantime, an Indian chief had been sent by the braves to take the life of Mr. Maughan. The chief had planned to shoot one of his poisoned arrows and thus rid his tribe of this white peace-maker. He cret along in the bush being careful that none of the settlers should discover him. He crawled closer to the house. Soon he was in the yard and could distinguish the form of a man in the open doorway. He was then sure that his long-looked-for chance had come. His bow and arrow were carefully raised. But he reconsidered. He was taking a chance. If he should miss his mark, it would be nothing less than a warning to his foe. His long, lithe body took a few flying leaps. He was within a rod of the doorway. He raised his eyes to take careful aim, but as swiftly as he had come, he retreated. He was terrified and ran, heedless of being noticed. He had seen the gun in the hands of Mr. Maughan and it appeared to be aimed directly at the person outside. — Millennial Star 86:30”