Virginia free press. (Charlestown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1832-1916, 1834-06-26

-" human eaefnon nay avert. "Anb
~ " even thusI" said the sad warrior.
az his eye glanced over the beautiful
hills and tall forests by which he was
surrounded and is II evrn thus, th,t
The graves Of our fathers and the homes
OF our childhood must be abandoned to-
new race. Yes. the pale faces vii!
stand over Onaioosa's grave. and not
ono red warrior will be there 70 tell
he was the eagle Of his tribe. But
Why should j murmur? another race
was swept away to make room for
ours" and his eye rested on one Of
thoss mighty mounds 80 frequently
met with IN the western states. "and
we IN turn must yield before the whites.
Yet who are thoy for whom the red
man must be swept from the earth:-'
and muslng on this painful vet exhaust
less theme, tho old sachcm perceived
not the approach Of q boat ,lown tho
river. until the song or the boatmen
burst IN wild, strange music on hi>
car. Starting 10 his feet to fly. Tor no
remembered he was unarmcd, he turn
ell to view the strangers, when aston
ishment chained him TO the spot. In
boat differently constructed from any
he had ever seen, sat fair young girl
aud youth Of twenty summers; while
the boat was guided BY two men Of
large proportions. and skins which
told too truly 10 the Indian that they
belonged to the hated race Of whites.
C!asping his hands across his heaving
chest, he continued TO follow the boar
with his eyes, while whirl of Devil
derlng thought rushed through h.,
brain as the boat TRANQUILITY hoated
down the stream. They could not be
spirits from another world, for tho
young maiden's laugh rang gaily acro.,
the water, and they spake in tones
though not understood, yet resembling
human accents. Yes, they were white
men. The thought was worse than
death; II was humiliation 10 his race.
Tor the Indian knew that wherever the
white man planted his foot, the red
man must flee from before him.
Dark and gloomy were the looks OF
inc Chief as he summoned the elders
OF his tribe. aud impaired to them his
discovery that the white men were al
ready in the heart Of their country, and
boldly sailed over their waters. Tho
council fire was lighted, and fierce and
high rose the debate while the warri-
ors OF the tribe declared against their
old ohieftain who had so often led them
10 battle when he tried TO reprc.s
their thirst for the strangers blood
and with all that metaphoricai eIoquence
which distinguishes The indian orator,
they invited each other 10 war-exter-
minaiing war; and spoke scornfully Of
their ohieftain's tameness, as they
deemed IL. OnAioosa rose TO his feet:
age could not repress the fire that shos
from his eye and curled his lin, a.
slowly and haughlily he looked round
the assembled circle. "Who dared
to say Onaloosa feared the strauser2
Tic knows no fear, because he does no
wrong. As well TO say the eagle fears
the sun when he wings his flight far
above the cloud. vet touches not the
god Of day. But tho Great Spirit. nv
brothers, has whispered to ne tAat the
path lies open towards the setting sun,
and We must obey"
A, this moment all eyes were stimuli
taneouSly turned towards the opening
OF the circle, where stood . knot Of
young warriors and in their centre.
bound and wounded, the chieftain re-
eogn'zed the beautiful fair girl who
had passed him in the evening, resem-
bling more n vision from another
werld than an inhabitantaG this. Her
shining iresses, that gIshoed 20 the
setting surbeams like threads Of apld,
were dsbbled in gsre ard toe bri1hL
'niiuslon Of health. and youth, and
beauiy, bad fled before the pallor ct
death. The beautiful girl was diving.
and faint and far the var cry runr in
her ear, and closed was the eve that
had glanced 30 brightly over wood AMI
river. Long the old ehisfiain looked
upon the beautiful specimen Of a race
he believed would soon supersede his
own; then resigning the symbols Of
he authority over the tribe. he made
one last request, that the msiden
might be buried under the spreading
sycamore, where so often he bad mu-
sell over tho nournful destiny Of his
counifymcn; and Turning HE steps to-
wards the setting sun he was no more
seen.
Nearly twenty years had elap,ed.
and tie Indian wigSam had given
place TO the mill and forge, which al
ready presaged our rising prosperity.
when an indian canoe apparently load.
ed with skins vas seen AZ hiehtfall TO
row down the river. The occurrence
vas too common 10 elicit any remark,
bot when morning came the canoe
was gone. none knew whittier; bat 10
vas observed that the ground was bro
ken beneath a sycamore, and . pile Of
stones collected on the spot. Of,ea
the MET from the riyer gisans in the
si'll moonlighi ~ faneifui fields aFssnd
that iec, and Imagination sbadOvs
GOT the form Of the murdered maid, e.,
and the lofty shade Of The Muskingusa
Esgie, still seems 10 The faurtf.I -