Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1837-07-13

The face OF the sun comes to my mind,
Oh! tell me what light is because arn blind. ~ !. g
Story of EOsato, the Renegade BIac Afoot.
IRVING.
If the meekness and long suffering OF the Plerced-
noses preyed the spirit of Captain Bonneville, tlere
was another individual in the camp ~ whom they
were still more annoying. This was Backioot re-
negado, named Kosao, fiery, tbooded youth,
who with beautiful girl OF the same tribe had iake
refuge among the NeZ Perces. Though adopted INTO
the Tribe he still retained the fierce warlike sPr OF
his race and loathed the peaceful, lnotenslve habits
of those around him. The hunting OF The deer, the
elk, and the buffalo, which was the height OF thelr
ambition was too tame to satisfy his wild and rest
less nature His heart burned for the foray, the am
bush, the skirmlsh, the scamper, and all the maps
and hazards of rowing and predatory warfare.
! The recent hoverlngs of the Blackfeet ABOUT lhe
camp their nightly prowls, and daring and success
fm maraads, had kept him in fever and 1ut'er-
like hawk in cage, who hears his late companions
swoopng and screaming in wild liberty above him.
The attempt of Captain Bonneville TO rouse the war
spirit of the Nez Perces and prompt them TO reaia-
tion, was ardently seconded by Kosato For several
days he was necessarily devising schemes OF ven
geance and endeavorlng to set on loot an EXPEDITION
that should carry dlsmay and desolauon INTO the
81 ackfeet towns. All his art exerted to touch
upon those fierce springs Of human acton with
which he was most familiar. He drew the listening
Bavages around him by his nervous eoquence; taunt
ed them with recltals of past wrongs and insults
drew glowing pictures of trophies and trlumphs with
in their reach recounted tales of daring and roman
nc enterprise of secret marchngs covert lurklngs
midnight surprisals sackings, burnIngs, pundenngs,
scalpngs-together with the triumphant return, anu
the Teasing ard rejoicing of the yctors These wild
tales in 'erminged with the beating OF the drum,
the YELL the war whoop, and the war-dance, so IN
spring 10 Indian valor. ALL however, Were lost up
on the peaceful spirits Of his hearers not NeZ Perce
was TO be reused vengeance, or stimulated TO go-
nous In the bitterness of his heart the Black
foot renegade repned at the msha2 which had Sc
vered him from OF congcnal spirits, ana driven
i'm tn tai ref
nal fire.
The character and conduct of this man attracted
she attention of Captain Bonneville, and he was anx-
ious 10 hear the why he had deserted his tribe
and why he looked back upon them with such dead
ly hostility. Kosata told him his story briefly
gives him picture Of the deep, strong passions that
work in the bosoms of these miscalled stocs
"You see my wife," said he 4" she is good sheis
beautiful love her. Yet has she been the casse OF
all my troubles. She was the wife of my chief
Nd her more than he did, and she knew 1t. We
Ted together, we laughed together-we were al
ways seeking each others society-but we were as
innocent as children. The chief grew jealous, and
commanded her TO speak with me no more. HIS
heart became hard towards her-hls jealousy grew
more furious. He beat her without cause and with
cut mercy-and threatened to kill her outright # she
looked at me- Do you want traces of mis- fury ?
Look nj that scar. His rage against me was no less
prosecuting War parties of the Crows were hover
ing around us-our young mon had seen their trail 49,
All hearts were reused for action-my horses were
before my lodge. Suddenly the chief came, took
them to his own pckets, and called them his own.
What could dol he was n chief. / burst not speak
but my heart was bunHg. / Joined no longer in the
council, the hunt the war feast. What had ! 10
do there, an endorsed, degraded warrior7 | kept
by myself, and | thought of nothing but these
wrongs
" was sitting one evening upon n knoll that over
looked the meadow where the horses pastured
saw the horses that mine graz ng among
those of the chief. This maddened me, and sat
brooding for time over the Injuries | had suffered,
and the crueles which she | loved had endured for
my sake, until my heart swelled aud grew sore, and
my teeth were clenched. As looked down upon the
meadow, | saw the chief walking among his horses.
fastened my eyes on him a hawk s-my blood
boiled drew my breath hard. He went amsng
The willows. In an instant / on my feet-my
hand was on my knife; flew rather than ran; be-
fsre ne was aware, sPrang upon him, and with two
blows laid him dead at my feet. / covered his body
with earth, and strewcd bushes over the place then
FASTENED 70 her loved told her what I had done
and urged her TO fly with me. She only answered
me with tears. reminded her of the wrongs had
suffered and of the blows and stripes she had endur
ed from the deceased | had done nothing but an act
OF justice / again urged her 10 fly-but she enly
wept the more, and babe me 60. My heart was hea
w, but my eyes were dry. | folded my arms IT'S
vel, SAID kosato will go alone to the DESERT
None will be with him but the wild beasts of the
pralre The seekers of blood may follow on his
trail they may come upon him when he sleeps and
Slst tnelr revengei but you will be safe Kosato will
go alone.
81 turned away. She spranp after me, and strain.
% me w net arms. no. cried she, 'Kosato shall
not go alonel Wherever he goes will 20: he shall
never part from me-
1--WE hastily took in our hands such things ne we
most needed, and stealing quietly from ,he village
mounted the first horses we encountered Snend,1g
day and night, We soon reached this tribe They re-
ceived us with welcome, and we have dvelt with
Them in peace They are good and kind-thev arc
honest-but their hearts the hearts of women .
Such was the story Of Kosato, as related by him
70 Captain Bonneville. LII Of kind that often oc
ours in Indian life where love elopementa from triha
70 tribe are as frequent among the novel-read he
Ioes and heronesof sentimental civilization and Of
ten gives rise to bloody and lasting feuds.
DhfH FROM BEE STrSGs.-The Norwalk Comm
says, ina few days since, old gentleman in
Dsnoury, MT. Eiakim Peck, who was riding in a one
norse wagon by some means or other accidentally
1rougnt ms wagon IN contact with beehive which was
nrown from the form upon which stood TO the ground
me bees Instantly attacked the horse and his driver
and stung the former dreadully that no died within
an nsur IN the most cScruciatng agony Tho old con
oeman stu lives, but il Is no, expected tina, h. %