Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-05-02

that thou has, thought tho return Of spring would
bring me health and strength. but thou mus, think
so no longer, my child. The flowers Of spring will
bloom over my grave ~
Father dear father do not say so You will
not, cannot die y exclaimed Grace. chnging 10 her
fathers knees, and looking Wild, into his iaeo--ot
The idea that her father would die had never enter
ed her mind. and now at her fathers words, the
black waves Of sorrow and despair rolled over her
soul with Irresistible force
Al length, drying her tears and calming her emo
ton she said why these gloomy iorebodings, faith
Ell! You know the physician says that when the
VAIN weather comes again, you may hope for the
return OF health
III is no, o,rny child he is mistaken
Grace bowed he; head and weptiu silence, while
the old man proceeded
1T is not for myself tina, regret to give up my
hold on life for it has been one OF suffering and
sorrow Blu, il is for thy sake, my mo,herless child,
that thy fathers heart is troubled, and he would fam
live on-but the Lords will be done. The spin, Of
thy saincd mother hast ever been near thee, watch
ing thee; and when mine il Gle ased from this
cayey appendage, it will join hers, and we will
guide thee Alright TO the land Of the blessed. But
would speak 10 thee Of our young guest. Sir Guy
iaviland hath promised TO remain here until am
laid in the grave, and then thou and him will depart
for thy native land, where thou will, reside with
aunt OF thine. Thy father is poo. in worldly goods,
but leave thee enough that thou needst not DO de-
pendent. And, Grace, If thou shoulds, ever marry,
promise me that thou wilt choose one whom thy ia
Their would approve, were he alive
ooh, fstherr said the weepin girl, ooh, father !!
talk not TO me OF marriage, nor OF going TO England,
where every face would look colby on the homeless
orphan II thou diesi as thou sayest thou must,
grant me leave to stay here, where ! visit thy
grave and watch that no sacrlegious hand dare pro-
fame thy sacred dust
Alas poor child who would protect thee, here
in this deso!a,e wilderness I,
'Asselecoa and iseyema, faiher,-thou knowest
they look upon Inc q sster-and their father, the
noble and upright Tecanghno,reao. Surely, your
Grace will be happier with such friends, rude tho
they be, than in the splendid mansions of the old
world. My wild manners and habits would lily cor
respond with those around me-
! Thou sayest true, Grace. Thy mode of life,
which myself have encouraged, has unified thee
for the sphere Of life in which thou hast by birth
/ right to move. But must the last scion of an an
Gent house end her days in the rude wigwam of
| Indian =
As he ceased speaking, he sighed deeply, and
leaning his head upon his hand, sank into revery
/
seeing that her father not inclined to the
conversations softly LEFT the room, ascertain whose
were the loud tones that had reached her in her faith
er's chamber She found Asset coca in the hall.
why has my brother been absen, 50 long from
the house of his pale father = said Grace looking in
TO his face with sweet smile
But II was met with no answering one. The face
OF the Indian was dark with conflicting passions,
his eyes flashed such revengeful fire, tina, Grace
shrank back alarmed at the furious aspect Of the In
dian. Perceiving her terror, he took her hand, and
his eyes rested upon her with sotened glance, and
his face assumed almost woman's enierness. But
he turned away aud mutered,
! Thou too art Of that acursed race-and yet thou
art not like him.
Grace listened in nameoss terror to these strange
words. But she sad
! VIVA, has happened, Asselecoa why is your
face so dark and why do you call my race accurs-
. ed 7 lseyema would not call us accused and why
should you .
! At The mention Of his sisters name the Indians
| face darkened again, and the marks Of anguish
depicted upon it.
/ Listen, Sweet Flower !; said he, listen! Dids
thou love the Indian girl =
| Did love her Rather ask, do no, love her
! And wha, has happened to her where is she
let me go to her this Instant
/ Thou cAnst not 60 to her
What is she dead 2
Dead 10 US
What mean you Speak and tell me what has
happened to my sister
well, listen Iseyema loved the young pale face
who thy fathers guest and she left her forest
home 60 with the stranger across the big waters
and her sister will her no more As he finished
speaking the breast Of the stern Indian hesved, and
his thin lip quiyered with the intensity Of his emo
ton.
Atthis announcement, Grace started, and the col.
or fed from her check Being 50 closely confined
10 tie chamber Of her father She knew not that Sir
Guy was passing mos, Of bis lime in the company Of
Iseyema and breathing in her ear words oiloye and
never ending devotion.
'Aselecoan said she, IS this true Has Sir
Coy IIaland been base, so cruel as 10 endeavor
10 win the love Of one whom lie IS too proud 10 make
his bride
'lie has"
A strong shudder through her frame, and bu-
rying her face 10 her hands, she wep, bitterly for
very dear TO the heart Of Grace was lseyemi. A.
length she dried her tears, and urged Asseecoa to
pursue the fugiyos and bling her sister back. lie
answered her, that was his intention, and he had
come 10 ssk Of her 10 send one Other fathers domes
ties 70 the lolge Of To-ancueueao, during his alb
sence. 20 minister 10 The wants ~ the eyed chief
TO ihis, Grace readily assemcd, assuring Tie snr-