New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1843-06-14
THE TRIBUNE
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IN End the greatest amount Of pathos, humor
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.b;o. extensive reading, and gifted with keen
ndhearty appreciation Of the ludlcrous and anus
:, Ubereyer il is to be found. Western life IN
,aj,s concal aspects IN its hard labor, IN lis
+rct passages, as well as its pleasant scenes, IS
resented in his pages with richness we have
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hok to her laures. We have no room for OK
p1ded extracts, bu! a few passages Will exhibit
ymewhat the peculiar talent of the author. We
men at random upon the following sketch, intro
duccd by touching incident, "f
THE FIELD OF TIPPECANOE
Our windings, however, brought us TO a sight
nol,nful and solcmn--u coffin in which rested
IN Indian babe This rude coffin was supported
IN The crotch Of large tree. and secured from be-
Ds displaced by the wind, being only rough
,nuqh dug out with tomahawk, and in which
VAS deposited the little one, and having another
similar trough bound down over the body with
anps Of papaw.
Sad seemed the dreamlcss sleep Of the poor In
recent so separate from the graves of It's fathers
and the children of its people, NIournlul the
race Of leaves whispering over the dead IN that
acred tree The rafting of naked branches
here in the hoarse winds Of winter how desc
ale! Aud vet if one after death cOniG lie amid
hich and spicy ever green branches near the dear
trends left-instead of being locked in the damp
raul, or troddcn like clay in the deep, deep
gave.
But would that be rebellion against the sen
tnce !" dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou
rum 2"-thcn let our bodies be laid in the dark
1 the morning and the iic Sec. what wood
Ind is that yonder That advanced like apex
Triangle and yet rs we approach nearcrand
nearer, is rising up and has become al elevated
palm That is Tippccanoe!
Yes! this is Tippecanoc, as it stood some
Twelve years after tho battle !--Iippecanoe in lis
Enitive aud sacred wilderness unscathcd by
the axe, lnshorn by the scythe unmarked by
Dads, ,nfenced We are standing and walking
among the slain warriors Can it be that am
he who hut Yesterday was reused from sleep TO
aid in setting up the declaration OF war against
Great Britain" TO appear as an extra sheet and
who, each subsequent week.. thrilled as COM
posed in the " IRON stick" accounts of battles
by land and fights at sea in the days of Max
we'll rollers and Ramagc presses and hardy
FeSSmen in paper aprons and cloth trousers -
mg before The invasion of pcttlcoats and check
aprons.
Oh! We men and boysof ink and long primer
how our spirits were stirred to phrensy and swcllcd
with bumings and longings after fame while,
like trumpctcrs calling to battle, wc scattered
forth 10 battle wo scattered forth our papers that
woke up the souls of men, Then heard Of!
Harrison and Tippccanoe; and dreamed even by
DAY Of maiestc soldier seated on his charger,
and his drawn sword flashing its lightnngs, and
bis voice swelling over the din Of battle like the
blast of tho clarion and of painted warriors,
aECdemons, rushing with the knife and 1omahawk
9pon the white tents away, away of somewhere
the unknown wilds,-ol "Shout, and groan
IND SlbreS stroke, and dcatll.shots falling thick
and fast as lightning from the mountain cloud ~
And do stand, and without a dream iook on
IGpecanoe?
Even so. Cor see, here Wondering arc trunks
Of trees that formed the hasty rampant. here the
scars and seams in the trees torn by balls ,-ay.
acTe IN tins narrow circle are skeletons of, let me
count again, yes, of fourteen war horses! But
where the riders Here, under this bccch-scc,
0e record in the bark we stand on the earth
over the dead" rider and horse, friend foc--ln
one red burial blent.. !"
What is this 2 The iron band of musket
See, have found a rusty bayonct! Was ii ever
HaWlth blood Perhaps il belonged to the brave
SOU ABOUT whom the squatter gave us the follow
ing anccdotc:
party of United States regulars were stand
sas 'aers, and with strict orders for none tolcave
RnSs An Indian crawlcd behind this large log
II pretty rotten now YOU sec-and here load
Ing and firing he killed four or five of us; while
@carcSn'l quit ranks and kill hun. But one Of
WI chaps said to the nearest officer Lcftcnlnt,
~ heavens sake gimme leaf to kill that rcd
%'u ahnd the log II be in ranks agln III 4
minute My brave fellow, said the officer,
sNent give YOU leave; | mustn't see you go.
anu with that he walked off akeepin his back
p~afds us; and when he turned and go; back
VI soldier was in ranks; but, gentlemen, his
", yasn' was bloody, and deep groan from behind
sas here old log told the officer that the bagnt
sso slenced the rife and avenged the fall o! our
4eSsnaies and Comrades
:, the reader imagine strip OF woodland, ir-
S'suaa IN form, It's point or apex jutting q kind
p'omon!ory into the prairie whose long grass
Iau!ates like the waving of All INLAND sea; if on
~ se sde OF this woody isle he imagines stream
. q about fifteen feet below and stealing along
a.orgh the grass and on the other side, here a
a'ie and there two miles across the prairie, other
aSd!ands hiding in their darkness the Wabash
:aalth ne magincs that river at intervals cleaning
= !. Tue meadow like Illuminated parts merely OF
se grass lake, he may picture for himself some
Sag like Tippecanoe in the simplicity of g un-
!. Sased nature, and before ii was marred and
SNcfated by mans transformations.