, 1843-02-25


ly exclaimed, kissed the cold lips and
calmly retired. Shame kept the lami.
" silent, and | have never since heard
from them. in a very few weeks.
with the speed and concealed vehe-
mence Of my nation, Pied de Renard
was 40 Indian warrior. Happily it
was a season of peace, and my burn
ING passions had time TO cool.
in the silence of a beautiful star
light night, rs | was slowly walking
down the bank Of the Missouri. refiec-
ton reached my heart. | cannot,
said ! TO myself, shed blood, because
one family has blasted the morning
flower Of nv life. No! will marry
a woman of my nation. and do all
the good in my power. Time and
its lessons of experience have done
the rest. have taught nv family
English and French; nv books had
conveyed to me from London by way
of New Orleans and ST. Louis.
81 could no. have so well remem-
bered all this" continued Leonard
M'Kim, "if the Substance had not
been often repeated. found the
family Of De Renard were Indians
but not savages. In an inner recess
OF his lodge was an excellent coliec.
tion of books, and books well used.
Two editions of the scriptures. n
in French and the othe: in English,
were diligently read. ] entered, at
the age Of twenty-one, an Indian
lodge. and at thirty had received an
education in French and English.
which would never have received If
| had remained in Guiliord county,
North Carolina. In that lodge there
was a steady decency ofdeportment.
which might teach many aPalace.
SHE is gone, stricken down by my
brother: mysterious Providence. 1t
is now about ten years since. early
one morning, the youngest brother OF
De Renard returned in great haste
from a distant village of Sioux. and
told US that there was a white trader
al the village who was to be that day
tortured todeath for selling bad pow
der.
..In n few moments Pred de Rem
ard. his two brothers, his brother-ln-
law, and myself, were on horseback
and on our way. The distance was
upwards of twenty miles. which we
passed in three hours, and entered
lust in time to save the guilty wretch.
II was no easy task; the warriors
were greatly enraged, but the infiu-
ence of, De RenaTd. and his engag-
ing 10 make good the loss. prevailed.
and for fear a return Of fury might
defeat his purpose, the noble media
tor took the criminal behind him on
an excellent horse, and long before
night he was where no man was ever
harmed; he was smoking the pipe OF
peace in the lodge of Pied de Rem
ard. With his face cut and bruised.
and covered with blood, sweat and
dirt. | knew him not; but the instant
he wa washed. | was shocked to see
we had saved James Bolton"
flames Bolton, James Bolton. Of
Ofange," most furiously exclaimed
Thomas M'kim. "Be calm. my broth
err" replied Leonard. sit was James
Bolton of Orange. 1t was the man
who has done US all so much injury;
but he is now below your resentment.
1t was him who told you what he
knew too well TO be untrue-and II
was him you mangled against the fort
wall over the body of his preserver.
Let him alone 10 himself, his death
could not restore to life my beneiac-
tor.-and if that henetactor was in
lie, the writing Bolton would be
safe"
Aftera pause, Leonard resumed;
"How can | return 10 my widowed
mother; how am to meet the wo-
mar who arrested my fate at the
stake! can meet the wife of Pied de
Renard; can ! meet my own wife and
little ones, and tell them that their
friend and Father fell by the hand Of
a M'Kim. He took command of this
expedition, which he e~ndeavoured TO
prevent, but could not; from the same
motives he commanded many other
wal parties, to soften the fierce iea-
lures of war. When the siorming
of this fort was determined in Coun-
Gil. de Renard used every argument
10 induce the Indians to make prison.
ers, and spare life. Brave he was,
and it was your threat and insult,
Thomas, which prevented him from
at once telling you that your brother
was in his camp. An insult convey
lag a suspicion of personal bravery
no Indian will bear; for though, far a.
rove his nation when bravery was