, 1843-07-29
written for the Olive Rrauch.)
THE GER,
TtS-
TIE RED MANS REVENGE.
BY Il. II. LIEN.

manded a view Of the harbor OF
c., a small seaport town on the
coast of New England. He was OF
a good form. abou, the midling height
and was clad in the vestments o! i
sailor. He was leaning against Il
cask. his ewes were fixed upon a small
schooner lying in the stream. and he
was apparently in deep meditation.
There was heartfelt agony depicted
on his brow. that would in a moment
strike the eve Of any behoIder.-He
stood for some time in this position.
then starting suddenly he spoke with
a bitter voice. as if his heart was too
toll of agony and that il must be re-
lieved by utrerance of his thoughts.
'Why,' said he, did do the william
u deed--whv did | not return to
the vessel when my wound was heal
ed-why stay to accomplish the ruin
Of one who had eve injured me
one who was of a different nation.
and different color from myself. Oh!
william! william that | was, to desert
nv wife and children for IN Indian
girl. Have not the red men been
wronged cnoueh!--Have they not
been driven from their lands like wild
beasts?-And must | too. add shame
10 the list of their wrongs' But why
should | care?--mv wife knows moth.
of it. and thrs girl is but a savage,
she knows not the extent of her
wrong. and if she did, | shall never
see her again. SO saying he paced
The wharf in silence.
Our Hero, whom we shall call Ilar.
nv Hamblin, was one of those daring
reckless fellows, who rush heedlessly
into guilt regardless OF the conse'
quence till they are caught in the
snare. Then they give over to re-
Election. but. alas. II comes too late:
when had they considered OF the con.
sequences beforehand. they mich,
have saved themselves years Of mise-
ry and pain. But to return 10 my
story.
Our hero had from his youth up
followed the sea fora livelihood. and
Tor the few past years had been en-,
Cared 10 the fisheries of the Gulf ot
st. Lawrence, as caI tain of the
schooner W~arsPrite; which Ito use
the language OF a sailor was as pref.
t. n craft, as ever sailed from the har
Dor of C. Two wears before
the time of which we are speaking,
while the Warsprite was Iying a, an.
Choir in Pirate Cove in the Gut o
! Canso. as is usual for vessels on their
passage to the Gulf, he departed upon
a hunting excursion alone, in the for
ests Of Nova Scotia. While on thi.
excursion, he travelled far into the
woods, and night coming on he lost
his way. He wandered all night in
the forest, and in the morning over.
come with fatigue, he sunk down a,
the foo, of lofty fir to repose himself
He had not been long in this position
when he was attacked by a large
black bear, that was proving about
in search Of prey. Overcome as lie
was. he struggled for a long time with
the ferocious ANIMAL, until he was
nearly exhausted, when a blow from
an unseen hand laid the monster dead
at his feet.
On looking up to see who his de.
Iliverer was, behold an Indian stood
before him. He learned from him
tina, he was in the vincinily Of an In
dian village. and that he need fear
nothing. lie was Immediately taken
by the Indian to his wigwam, where
ali possible attention was paid TO the
severe wounds he had received in his
struggle with the beast. During his
srav IN the wrgwam be was attended
by the daughter of his preserver,
whose beauty might vie with that
of many Of the fair ma'dens OF The
whites. She was young and altho'
an Indian, her skin was vfa very light
and beautiful complexion, and in her
movements she was light, and grace
fuI as the fawn. Our hero was struck
with her beauty, & when his wounds
were healed he had no desire to leave
the wigwam of his b%eneiactor. No.
no. the skipping fawn las she was
called by her ,ribe) had struck an ar
row to his heart. He forgot his wife
and children and he loved the Indian
girl, who unconscious of anything
but good from one who had been pro-
tec,ed by her friends, consented 10
become his wife.
He remained for a year in the wig
wan OF the Indian; then the thoughts
Of bis wife and family came into his