The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1840-10-16
AN INDIAN STORY.
On, MIcKENocK THE BRAVE:

characteristic tale OF Indian nature.
One afternoon, in the Spring of 1929, young
Indian, named Mickenock, Of The Ottawa tribe
on the eastern bank Of Lake Michigan having
INDUCED TOO freely in the use of the fire drink,
commenced quarrel WITH and finally stabbed
TO the heart, a son Of one Of the chiefs. Know
ing that he must suffer death by the hands of
some one Of the family, whose relative he had
killed, he Immediately collected all his own ia
my and fed into the woods. The chief and
his sons al once commenced search for the muir
derer; no pains nor toll were spared 10 ferret
out the hiding place OF the unfortunate and
guilty Mickenock but the summer passed, the
leaves began TO fall, and no trace could be found
Of the murderer; almos, in despair, the old chief
burning TO avenge the death Of his son, looked
about for some relative Of Mickenock, upon
whom he could satisfy this darling desire Of the
Indian heart but no one could be found all the
family and blood relatives Of Mickenock were
with him in his hiding place. Despairlng at
length either Of finding his enemy or ayenging
himself upon any of the blood relations, the chief
determined TO avail himself of the privilege al
lowed by Indian custom, and TO avenge himself
upon cse Of the relatives of the wife Of the muir
derer.
Mickenock, although efiecNally concealed
from the old chief, was nevertheless conversant
through some of his friends, will all that was
trans piring in the chiefs wigwam, and deter
mined that upon the day Of the meeting of the
great council, which was then soon 10 be held
he would deliver himself up TO atone for the life
Of the son. The chief received the information
with evident qualification.
A few weeks passed away, the great lodge
was erected, and the council at length assem-
bed. The chief communicated the intelligence
which he had received from his sons murderer,
and il was agreed that no business should be
transacted until Mickenock should appear. The
Council sat in silence until about twelve O'Clock,
when suddenly the brave Mickenock bounded
into the midst of the Council, calmly surveyed
| the assembled chiefs, and sat down in silence in
the centre Of the lodge; his wife and little chill
dren Immediately followed and formed circle
around him; then taking out his flint he struck
a spark and lighted his pipe, and smoked II in
silence; the eyes of all the Council and his little
family were fixed intensely upon him. AT length,
Mickenock arose and addressed himself to the
chief, saying, 81 killedy your son, he was young
brave, he did me no wrong he'was my friend.
| drank the fire drink the fire drink made me kill
your son. Mickenock is very sorry, and de-
serves 10 die. Then turning to the eldest son
of the deceased, he drew knife from his bosom
"There," said Mckenock, els the knife that
drunk the hearts blood of your brother; take it,
| and like brave man, avenge your brothers.
death.n This said, Mckenock instantly laid
bare his whole breast. The brother spat upon
his hand, clenched his knife with death grasp,
and drew up his arm. Mickenock, pointing to
the spot nearest his heart, gave the word
:. strike.n Instantly the brother plunged the
knife to the Hit into the bosom of the brave
Mickenock, who fell dead at his feet.
| The wife and children Of Mickenock beheld
the whole scene, apparently without moving
muscle; but the moment he expired they fell upon
him. and embraced him, with sobs and tears, and
groans and wailings, which cannot be described,
and altogether presented a picture Of such I'M
| feigned glsh and genuine sorrow as TO over
come and melt every spectator OF the scene.
| After the wife and children of Mickenock had
thus expressed their sorrow for about half an
hour the old chief thus addressed her-"Wife Of
Mickenock, we are satisfied: your husband was
brave man he died like brave man--hence-
| forth you are my daughter, and your children are
my children: 60 into my wigwam, you shall be
well treated, and live with me as my daughter;
these children shall grow up around me, and
shall be taught to be brave, like their father.o
| A POETS SKETCH OF IRISH BEAUTY.
| The poet Willis has furnished sketch of some
of the scenes and incidents connected with the
marriage of Victoria. The portrait of Irish beauty
is quite rich.
"Moore's remark has been often quoted =;
There is nothing like an Irish woman 10 take a
man off his feet But whether this figure was
of sJump-up-and-kiss me- Tom Moore or sim
ply conveyed his idea of the bewildering char
acter of Irish beauty, contains, TO any one who
has ever travelled Tor waltZed) in that country
very Just, as well as realizing description. Phys
icaly, Irish women are probably the finest race
in the world mean, taller, better mbed and
chested, larger-eyed, and with more luxuriant
hair and freer action than any other nation have
observed. The Phenician and Spanish blood
4. d. oTu in thatr
still kindles its dark fire in their eyes, and with
the vivacty of the Northern skin, these South
ern qualities mingle in most admirable and su-
perb harmony The idea we form OF Italian and
Grecian beauty is never realized in Greece and
Italy, but'we find it in Ireland, heightened and
exceeded Cheeks and lips of the deicacy and
bright tint Of carnation, with snowy teeth, and
hair and eyebrows OF jet, are what we should
look for on the palette Of Apees, could we recall
the painter, and reanimate his far-famed models;
and these varied charms, united, fall very com
monty to the share Of the fair Milesian Of the up
per classes. In other lands of dark eyes, the
rareness of fine grained skin, so necessary to a
| brunette, makes beauty as rare but whether II
! is the damp softness of the climate, or the infu
sion Of Saxon blood, coarse skin IS almost new
er seen in Ireland.
"Modest TO a proyerb, the Irish woman is as
unsuspecting OF an improperly as u II were an
/ impossible thing, and she Is as Ieariess ana JOY
Gus as midshipman, and sometimes as noisy.
In ballroom she looks il-drest, not because her
dress was ill-put on, but because she dances, not
| gldes sits down without care pulls her flowers TO
pieces, and if her head-dress incommodes her.
gives it pull or push-acts which would be per
| feet insanity al Almecks. If she is offended.
she asks for an explanation; if she does not un-
derstand you, she confesses her Ignorance /; If she
wishes TO see you the next day, she tells you how
and when. She is the child OF nature, and chill
dren are not stylish The niminy-pminy,
eye-avoiding, fnger-tipped drawing don't
touch-me, manner Of some Of the fashionable la