New-York tribune., 1842-02-28
From the Star Of Bethlehem
THE EXPOSED INDIAN.
BY MRS CASE.

The custom OF erposi.s tn. aged and helpless IS common
among savage nations. whcn necessity conpe sI
pra,e In Ca,n,s Letter. the North American ',".a'
there Is our7,fu picture Of thus len at bi> o"
quest The wriIer liRgered abou the poor. oia 10.
for hour to "dHg hs gy's
Of the most helpless and miserable io'Ais oy'
ever saw, nearly blind, and treEnbun3 a ne NJ ~ ,,n
within bis each and buTao's skin stretched upon SoIrr
crotches ever his headA haltpcsed bones and ts
of water without any means OF rep!enlsRa them ,''ii a. a.
reach ,yere all ,ha, .sas LETT his life Thousn a.
uost blind he seemed aware OF The resencr ana c
OF the white man. and smiled, and shook him hea W.
few months aer the writer passing ne sr' s buffalo
deserted village went ssore and found T ,e lyny nearly
skin as he had lei; them and the Irll and
In be sane position AVID w yards distant ,e ,Aal a snv
other bones, picked clean by the "9ifs his fate
human being probably ever hIe m " "
wsY savs he there, tha, old and lonely one,
When n, nix tribe kinder home nave sous
,r-,s - aodyand -, streams beneath smiling sum-
uo,, al, the wealth that fills the Red Mans ttons''
AZ. s.eble too,step may Tot seek that iand
=. faI,ered in the chase, long, long ago
w., dropped the war-a1c from the Derve'ess hand
r,ba, soon grew weary OF the hunter bo"
That brave old warrior hath stout heart snil
He babe his children go with cheer. u orea't!'
And nou he waits with calm, unb!encihs KAT
Alone 70 graprle with his conqaeror, Deati-
Nor viii he linger loug-impatient cres
Tell where o'erhead the favenous vulture sweeps
And the gaunt prairie- with keen, GrgAi eyes
AT LITTLE distance, hungry v!gl keeps
stll he hath human sym pa,!es. and there
The pulses holy love beat strong;
Long shall the White Man On his Journey bear
The painful thoughts that round thy memory ,hrong,
Forsaken enc. and yet perchance, thine eyes,
So dim with Deaths o'ergathering night may see
Green phantom hunting grounds in gladness rs'
And WIIa, i. gloom 10 him be light Ia thee
The stranger again. The white bones told
Their mournful tale how the lone Indian died:
Utl if the wild dog. and the panther bold,
Tapped not the warm blood from bis quivcrins SIDE!
Oh .sel, if in those solemn hours that rend
The earthly walls and urge the soul away,
The beast and bird Of prey did not contend
Abova the fragments OF his conscious clay.
How went those heurs' None knew: yet not alone.
There 5 OSE whose slccpess love is ever nigh
Ear's lovles, child and from His starpaved throne
He bends 10 sootlie The iceblest mortal sigh
Even He was near;-and what have monarchS more
Amid their deatt-pomp: Nay, harder part
Is thers-,o quail and shrink, Till thought be DER.
From what that Indian me, with trustul heart.
Did not the Mighty Spirit, dmly seen.
Yet worshiped with his true though clouded ia'i,
la mercy draw soflening veil between
That poor, lone being, and his fearful death
Father of all Thy huml@, heart-pure child
Ii never left to meet that strife alone:
Thou wilt be with him IN the northern wild,
And Thou vii, keep him in the burning zone.
Supremely Good Oh, sure Thy kind hand sled
BenignaEt CLEANS that made his spirit bright;
And If the wild wolf watched his dying bod,
In misty visions wrapped his failing sight;
Thy Love WIS there and who slial! dare TO say
Tiia, iruitle.S agony bcse his soul,
Or even one needless pans went through hls clay,
AS passed they both TO seek their destined goal