Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1839-07-12

And snatch his spnils from Iehe's breast,
| And, in her Coopct's co'ors drest,
The scene shall live for ever.
r-y-,-ys.----,--ur-.ar-,.ss~
! The following eloquent aud striking
passages are taken from ".1n .9ddrcss de-
hrercd at Bloody Brook, an South Deer
feM, tN!ass.j September 80, 1885, in Com
| mcmorai,on Of tie FaH ofMe "F2o,oer Of
Esser,' al that Spot IN King Philips ,car.
| SepieDJer IS, 20. 81 1875 by Edcard
EuereH' Who will read it and not sym
pa hlse with The wrongcd Iodran!
"Can we no, fancy he feelings with
which some strong modcd savage, who
should have ascended the summit of the
sugar. loaf mount ain, in company with some
friendly settler, contemplating the progress
already made BY he white man, and mark
| ing the gigantic strides, with which he
was advancing into the wilderness, should
| fold his arms and say "While man. there
is eternal war between me and thee |
quit not the lard of my fathers but with
my life. In those woods where | bent my
youthful bow, will still hunt the deer
over yonder waters will still glide unre-
strained in my bark canoe. By those
doshng water falls will still lay up my
winters store of food; on the fertile mea-
| dows will still plant my corn. Stranger,
the land is mine! understand not these
paper rights. gave not my consent,
when, as thou sayest, these broad regions
were purchased for few baubes of my
fathers They could sell what was theirs
they could sell no more. How could my
father sell that which the Great Spirit
sent me into the world to live upon? They
knew not what they did. The stranger
came ,imid suppliant few and feeble.
and asked to lie down on the red mans
man. fire. aud have little piece of land, to
raise corn for his women and children -
ana now. ne is UeCo'he s''o''r' uH' u''9"'y'
and bold, and spreads out his parchment
over the whole. and says, it is mine. -
Stranger! there is not room for US both.
The Great Spiri, has not made us to live
together. There is poison in the red mans
cup the white mans dog barks at the
red mans heels. III should leave The
land Of my fathers, whittier should fly
Shal 90 to the south and dwell among
the graves ofthe Peqnots? Shall wan,
der to the west 1.-THE fierce Mohawk--the
man-eaer is my foe, Shall | fly to the
east, the great water is before me. No
Stranger, here have lived, and here vii
die! and, if here thou abdest, there Ii
eternal war between me and thee thou
hast taught me thy arts Of destruction fol
that alone do ] thank thee; and, now, lake
heed TO thy steps the red man is thy foe
When thou gocst forth by day. my bu'e
shall whistle by thee when thou lies
down, at night, my knife is at thy throat
The noon. day sun shall not discover thy
enemy, and the darkness Of midnight shal
not protect thy rest, Thou shalt plant i;
terror and viii reap in blood thou shall
SOW the earth with corn and will s,rew i
with ashes; thou shalt 90 forth with The
| sicl 10 and | miu fnIInw after with IN,
sea ping knie thou shalt build and vii
burn, nl the white man or the Indian shall
cease from the land. Go Thy way for THU
time 10 safety, but, remember, stranger
there is eternal ,car bet,ceen me and Thee "