Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-07-28

rushed past him at little distance. Two
of them stopped and the one uttering n
loud war-whOOp sPrurg towards him
wits his upraised tOmanawk. Harland
was exhausted and silently commanding
his spirit to the author Of his being,
bowed his head to receive tho expected
stroke. At this moment the younger Of
the savages darted forward like an in
furiated panther, & buried his lornahawk
in the head Of his tawDy companion.--
Tho fallen warrior rolled in the dust
and expired. The surviving savage
now turned to the astonished Harland,
and beckoning him to follow, plunged
into the thickct. Harland instinctively
obeyed, and the Indian led the way
through the thickest part Of the forest
At length suddenly pausing, he plucked
green plant and appro ching Hariand
with respect applied it to his wounds.
He then pointed to fallen tree with a
look not to be misunderstood. Its hol-
low trunk afforded the exhausted soldier
place Of concealment, and the Indian
disappeared. Nature was spent, and
Harland slept long and quietly. lie
woke TO perception oirenewed strength.
Through cleft IN the tree, he saw the
stars glIltering above him, and leaving
its narrow environs, the first object he
saw, was the Indian standing pensively
before him. He approached Captain
Harland and presenting him some wild
meat which he had just dressed, inquir-
ed, in broken English, at what distance
were the white settlements. Captain
HarIand informed him, and, pointing
out their course, added, you will accom-
pany me to my people.
eyes," said the Indian. 'Hethlamico
will live with the white man. They
travelled with the utmost caution, hid
ing themselves by day, and stunning
even the wild paths Of the hunter
Hethlamico seemed insensible TO fatigue
and anx Gus only for the preservation Of
his companion. He still dressed his
wounds with the medical plants of the
forest, procured him food while he slept
and supported his fainting steps when
exhausted with suffering.
They emerge from the wilderness;-
the forts Of the white man rise before
them, and Captain Harland points out
to his preserver the place of his abode.
A scene Of unutterable emotion sue
ceeds. Hethlamico is presented as his
deliverer. Mrs. Harland struggled in
vain to speak; language was lost in the
excess Of powerful feeling, while the
Indian dropping for a moment on his
knee, rose, and precipitately retired.
"Tis mysterious" said Capt. Har-
land, and he almost believed himself in
q dream.
Mrs Harland was not alone, during
the absence If her husband; the pres
ence of Elizabeth had been her support,
and Elizabeth now participated in her
joys An hour Of calmness now arrived,
and again the Indian youth stood before
them, dressed in the wild habiliments Of
the savage; an air of elegance still
marked his form; and his fine features,
though disfgured by the deep stains Of
war beamed with q strong expression
Of unaltered meaning .
To the various questions of Captain
Harland, he replied only in monosylla-
bles, and even then with hesitation His
eye at length rested on flute y,ng near
him and he raised it mechanically to his
lips; no one spoke, for his first breath
had called for the strain of seraphic
melody: he played the Soldier, and the
deep rich tones seemed to bear on their
mellow wing, the words to which they
had been Appropriated:
His faded features have lost their light;
And suffering has marked his form,
His brow is marked with the scars of the fight,
And his spirit is weary, and dark as the night,
That follows the wreck of the storm.
He at length paused, and began a sa-
cred air Of which Mrs. Harland was par
ticularly fond. II was the return of the
Prodigal, and a slight tremor in his tones
was now distinguishable. The pallid
cheek Of Mrs. HarIand grew paler while
Hethlamico proceeded, ond dwelt with
a heightened and unearthly pathos on
the notes accompanying the words,
"Behold the lost receive the wanderer home"
An audible cry escaped the convulsed
bosom Of Mrs. Harland; the instrument
fell from the hands Of the tawny music
ian, and the lost Theodore, now clearly
revealed, knelt at the feet Of his deeply
njured parents Who shall describe
,he scene that followed -as well might
the painter attempt the holy but dissolv-
ing colors Of tie Rainbow.
Apprised Of the dangers that hung over
the infant settlements ofthe West, The
odore learned the removal of his family
with horror. twill follow them," said
he unhesitatingly; 81 will exert every