The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1840-03-21

New World. We are peaceful race,pure
from the blood Of all men. We seek 10
take the hand of our red brethren. OF my
own kindred, none inhasit this wilderness,
save two little buds irem broken stem.
"Last night, sorrow entered into my
soul because found them not, Knowest
thou, o King, if thy people have taken my
babes Knowest thou where they have
concealed them! cause them, pray thee,
to be restored to my arms. So shall the
Great Spirit bless thine own tender plants;
and lift up thy heart, when it weigheth
heavily in thy bosom"
The Indian monarch, bending on him a
piercing glance, said, "Knowest thou me
Look in my eyes Look Answer me =
Are they those of stranger % The Hu-
guenot replied that he had no recollection
of having ever before seen his counte-
nance.
Thus it is with man. He is dim-eyed
He looketh on the garments, more than on
the soul. Where your ploughs wound the
earth, oft have l stood, watching your toll.
There was no cOronet in my brow. But
was king. And you knew it not.
II looked upon your people. But saw
neither pride nor violence. went as an
enemy, and returned as friend. said to
my warriors, do these men NO harm
Then our white-haired Prophet of the
Great Spirit rebuked me. He bade mt
make no league with the pale faces, les
angry words should be spoken Of me, ,amont
the shades of our buried kings.
"Yet again went where thy bretherI
: have reared their dUelIngs. Yes, l enter
ed thy house. And thou knowest not thi
brow! could tell thine at midnight,
but single star trembled through the cloud
Ny ear would know thy voice, thoug
: the stream were abroad with all lis IksD
ders.
"a hsve said that was king, Yet
came TO thee an hungered. And thou caves
; me bread. NV heart was wet with th
: tempest. Thou badest me 10 lie down b
thy son for whom thou msurnest, and COY
, cred me.
, II was cad in spirit. And thy littl
daughter, whom thou seekest with teart
sat on my knee. She smiled when tol
: her how the beaver buildeth his houses i
4 the forest. My hear, was cOmforted, for
i saw that she did not hate Indians.
Turn not on me such a terrible eye.-
!, | am no stealer OF babes. have reproVe
= the people who took thy children. hav
K sheltered them fol thee-Not hair of the
= heads are hurt. Thinkest thou that the re
mali can forget kindness! They al
n sleeping in nay tent. Had but a sing
II blanket. it should have been their bed
Take them, and return unto thy pei
1t ple."
C He waved his hand to an attendant, an
c in moment, the two children were in II
. arms Of their father. The white men wei
L Hospitality sheltered fer that night; and Il
twilight Of the next day, bore upward fro
e the rejoicing colony, a prayer for Il
u heather of the forest, and that pure prai'
: which mingles with the music around Il
" Throne.
l. Marriage-The following very Pret
d sentiments on enc of the most interestir
ir of all subjects, are copied frsm the Lit
Genius :
il Marriage is 10 woman one Of the ha
l. piest and saddest events Of her life. 1t
st the promise of future bliss, raised on Il
f. death Of all present enjoyment. She qui
N her home, her companions, her occupation
= her amusements, every thing on which 81
ID has hitherto depended for comforts, for q
s. lection, for kindness, for pleasure. The P
rents by whose advice she has been guide
,r The sister TO whom she has aVowed 10 il