The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1832-10-30

| Here, however, they met With ar un-
friendly reception for soon the sharp
report Of the hunters rifle announced
the departure Of one red chleftain's
spirit to the hunting ground OF the
blest.
They then bound him and departed
towards the setting sun, and ON The e.
sening of the succeeding day, drew near
to the village Of the tribe Here they
halted, and sen, deputation forward
20 inform the chiefs Of their return.-
These Immediately returned, and soon
the whoie party began TO move. The
xhippoorwill's plaintive note was heard
from the otherwise silent wilderness
as the village exhibited long dark row
Of swarthy old men, squaws, aud chill
dren, who lined both sides Of the open
trail and upon seeing their well known
friends, screamed ont with horrid yeIls.
One singularly dressed squaw, (the wife
of the fallen chiefly tore handfuls from
her dishcvelled locks, while she laid
her flesh open TO the bone, with a, sharp
instrument, howling throughout the OPP
GRAFTON, the death song Of the Sioux
soups bat upon seeing the hnnter, as he
ran the gauntlet, she caught the hatchet
from the hnnds ofa warrior, and gave the
victim deep wound on the thigh: then
pressing the crimson fluid TO her lips,
she returned the instrument 70 itS own
er, and shaking her finger at the hunter
with hollow laugh, entered a neigh
boring lodge, while the hunter was con-
duc,ed to prison As the first rays Of
morning cleaned upon the hill, the
hunter saw through the crevices of his
prison numerous swarthy schieftains
moving amid the vistas of the forest
towards the council fire of the tribe
Half an hour or more passed,sand the
hunter tortured with suspense, turned
from The openings in his apartments,
and threw himself upon'the boughs Of a
1 pine which composed his bed. AT this
/ instant he heard rustling outside, and
Immediately the window opened, which
heretofore appeared to him to Be solid
logs. through which young. Indian
maiden entered. She at once with
sharp knife, severed the writhes that
confined his arms, and set him at liber-
ty. She then placed her hand upon her
breast, and lifting her. eyes, while
deep sigh burst from her lips, said IN the
hunters tongue, g the Sionx chiefs have
doomed you to be burnt; but the Sioux
maiden loves the pale chief: she has
set him AT liberty; will the pale face, in
retlrn, let the light fawn live in his wig
wan 7"
(" God knows will. cried tho hunt
err" in rhapsody. " The pale chief will
not lie like the French dogs"
'rlt is enough" cried the maiden,
then turning, she blew n small reed, and
soon ,hroe savages entered, bearing each
a knapsack, gun and other equipments
Cor a march. She pointed to a heap of
dry drift wood, which the savages quick
ly moved aud handed the hunter his
lias,y rifle, aud knapsack well lined
with provisions. They then assisted
the maiden to climb the window, and as
she was soon safe on the other side, fol-
lowed by the hunter and the Indians,
who struck off into a lonely and rugged
trail, and were soon far from the Sioux
Iosge And when the evening shades
settled down upon the lenfy forest they
reached the Chippewa village.
Here upon declaring themselves TO a
French Jesuit, who married them, they
were received with open arms, BY tho
chiefs, who gave them beautiful hut
on the borders Of a pleasant stream,
and bade them live in safety. The
white mnn soon becamc a favorite with
the Chippewa chiefs, and one morning
against the wishes Of his lovely, wife,
joined hunting expedition towards the
west.
Three tedious weeks rolled away,
and nought was heard Of the little band
but on the first day Of the fourth week,
AN Indian runner, breathless with haste,
entered the village, ard communicated
the unwelcomc news of her husband be-
ing captured aud doomed TO death by
party Of her incenscd nation. She spoke |
not, but stood motonless for long time
then ms though sudden ray of hope had
dispclled the melancholy forcbodings
of her Imagination, she departed to-
wards the west with the utmost secre- |
cy, and in tho course of the next day
stood upon a high ascent, which over
looked the village Of the Sioux. Loud
war-whoops now fell upon her car,
sending back the warm blood to her
heart. She looked again towards the
village, and perceived prisoner led
ou, aud bound to the horrid sake. She
uttered faint scream, and darted
down the hill viii, the rapidity Of, the
elk, entered the circle, and threw herself
upon her husbands neck. /
The squaw of the pale chief will
die with him." said the maiden, in an-
swer to her husbands reproof for seek.