Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1845-07-30
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the last and loveliest Of the cI1ieiialS'
sons The soft-lippcd, nimbIe. Wind
5Foot. lss sf
With tho youths assistance, III,
] preparation for their frugal meal wa
soon completed. After finishing it, a.
the stranger appeared to be weary,
heap OF skins was arranged for him ii
one corner Of the lodge, and he lait
himself down to. sleep.
1t was a lovely summer evening
The moon shone, the stars twinkled
land d thousand voices of forest nigh
soundedsFy rfstdirection. The che
land i his sesse',p, of e at the opening 3
:slhllsspsathy tan w(eycoot breeze thd
daughters Of Ade uf,ems. ahda aaappee
bear to see thefIr>..Aqor served: fol
!, occasion, when Sx{ba lb +
black b az snake.'lay IoxesA sAflnent, tlial
Of, Of one , ofhis negsd dagain, IS iflo Ial
brought blood Men ".
. 7Rre it was inhpt verShis hunt that
lday. ped. Scrok terla no success
land, ia at right. .Eh isfat spirit, Won
Idered why ri. plss.s .sslat the others ar
rows should hir1fe mark, and failure
lbe reserved fof him alone. The chic
heard him with a sad smile. and as he
remembered his own youthful strains;
he soothed the child with gentle words,
telling him that brave warriors some
times went whole days with the same
lperverse fortune.
"Many years SINCE" said the chief
"when my cheek was soft, and my
arms saw the numbness of but few win.
tiers, myself vainly traversed our
hunting grounds, as you have done to-
day. The dark Influence was around
Fme, and not a single shaft would do my
bidding.
Sand my father brought home no.
thing to hislodge?" asked the boy.
"The Unrelenting brought home nc
game" the other answered; "but he
brought what was dearer to him and
his people than the fattest deer or the
sweetest bird meat--he brought the
scalp ofan accursed Kansi." ..
The voice of the chief was deep and
sharp in its tones of hatred.
"WiIl my father" said Wind Foot
IT,"
The child started, and paused. An
exclamation, sudden quite raj noise
came from that part of the tent where
the stranger was sleeping. The dry
skins which formed the bed rustled, as
|ifhe who lay there was changing his
position, and then all continued silent.
The Unrelenting proceeded in a lower
tone fearful that they had almost brok-
en- the slumber of their guest.
"Listen!' said he, "you know a part,
but not all the cause otthe hatred there
lis between our nation and the abhorr-
ed enemies whose name mentioned.
Longer back than | can remember,
they did moral wrong to your fathers.
The lips of two ofyour near kindred
hang in Kansi lodges. and | have sworn,
my son, to bear them never ending
hatred.
"On the morning of which | spoke
I started with fresh limbs and a light
heart to search for game. Hour after
hour, | roamed the forest with no sue
cess; and the setting Of the sun, found
myself weary, and many miles from
my fathers lodge. laid down at the
foot of tree, and sleep came over me.
In the depth Of the night, voice SEEM
ed whispering in my ears; It called me
to rise quickly--to look around. start
cd to my feet, and found no one there
but MYSELF; and then knew that the
Dream-Spirit had been with me. AS
least my eyes about in the gloom,
saw distant brightness. Treading
softly, approached. The light was
that Of a FIRE, and by the..fre lay two
sleeping figures. Oh bthe SRI the qui
6. laugh Of deadly,mely igas l saw
who they were-a Etion, it moss and
a child, like you, NJ sthan it td, fell
t.iG Cu2C CT-'oo'o WSi yE Nv tiAS - ~
| keen aaie tap upon lheful infamq Yards
them .as4 s4lightning hesarticularly gh the
grass bent ovstasts similsfig boy
| raised my weapon se.su1He. But
thought that, were they both. slain, nc
one would carry the tale to the Kans
tribe. My vengeance would be taste
less to me unless they knew it-and
spared the child. Then | glided to the
other; his face was Of the same cast al
the first, which gladdened me, for
then knew they were of close kindred
Iraised my arm-l gathered all my
strength struck, and cleft the war
rior's brain in quivering halves!'
The chief had gradually wrough
himself up to pitch of loudness ant
rage, and his hoarse tones at the las
part Of his narration, rang croakingly
Through the lodge.
i At that moment, the dcer-hide cur
I ta;n kent all within in darkpess. III,