The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1845-11-01
Vol. IL.

own tale. which shall give as nearly as possible
in the peculiar styleo OF the old chief
"lt was at the battle of the Thames where Cir
ty lost his life. The long knives fought like IT,
gers, and swept down the Indians before them as
the storm hurls the trees IN autumn. The Indian
there was brave too; but the white man had the
Great Spirit on his side. and what use is there in
warning against it, The battle ragged with fury
the white and red men mingled in deadly fight
and many were the brave deeds committed that
day. With the strength of the whirlwind the In
dians moved down the whites, but others with
desperation filled their places.and in turn cut down
| the Indians The strength of the Indian on that
day had departed; his tomahawk few wide of the
mark his rife shot crooked, and his spirit shrunk
within him as woman's. Grrty was there I
saw him in the fight; his towering form swaying
here and there as the battle ragged. Now he would
discharge his rifie-now throw his tomahawk, and
striking down his victim, tear the reeking scalp
from his head, and theh, with the shrill war-yell,
he would bound forward, and again with fury min
gle in the crawd. followed the white man with
my tomahawk in my hand; | saw that he was brave,
and that to step in his tracks would be to lead to
glory. Girty spranp forward. With the deep
war-cry followed, and the pale warrior recoiled
before us We cut our path through them; +, the
right and left they swayed, and made US hollow
path with dead while men strewed through it =
Follow me. Wasataba" " cried Girty, and rushed
on. big white captain opposed me hurled
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ground, and trod his body under my feet. On we
went; nothing could resist us, for the Great Spirit
| of battle was IN us. and we grew strong as we ad-
| vanced; but now we started back appalled,
"On came mass of ofhorsemen-w with the rush
of mighty torrents as they came, their swords gilt
tering, and their horses goaded to madness Eve
ry thing gave way before them; but we were so
hemmed IN that we could not retreat, and we turn
ed and barred our bUsoms to the rush. On thev
came! Nu mbers were knocked down and trodden
under feet. Among the rest was Grty and my
SELF The mad horses stumbled over our bodies
their iron bound feet crushed many to death; but
as they came drew up my body and rolled among
the dead They trampled on the corpses and this
saved me. The mighty troop passed. l sprang
up, and saw Girty lying at length, with the iron
hoof ofa horse crushed in his breast. He breathed
still, but was dying. raised him up, and his pale
face gazed towards the troop. His brow blacken.
ed, and the features of the great dance gather
, ed upon his face. He clenched his teeth firmly,
shook his fist at the horsemen, and his voice gath
cred strength ere it died away forever. Curse
! the white mani! he said May the lighinings of
God visit his dwelling with every refreshing storm.
May its blghng heat wther his corpse, and strike
dead at his feet his wives and children! Nav his
cattle perish and rot at his door! May he rot, rot
down by inches-may he linger for years and die
putrid mass, suffering as would cause him, had
him in my power! Curse the whole white race!
May plaques and cortagon come among them, ill
like wild beasts they devour each other in frenzy
and madness Send among the accursed race the
most loathsome diseases! Turn their pleasures
into madness-the honey of their lives into the
bitterest gall! Turn the son against the parent the
parent against the son! Ye bear the mark of Cain
each upon your brow, and may every one strive to
shay the other. May deep, an everlasting curse
- The outstretched arm relaxed-the voice
gurgled in his throat the firmly set teeth gnashed
the features benched-tbe eye glared, and Girty
was a corpse"
| The Indian ceased. In the excitement OF the
narration he had rsen-his brawny arm was firmly
outstretched--hs scowling features were illumin-
muscular, were planted firmly before him. and his
other arm as firmly drawn behind, as if to strike
down an enemy-ihe fire bazed up and clothed
this strange. wild figure with its light and thought
of Sully the painter.
THE RIVER RAISIN MASSACRE.
The following account of the massacre of tke
American troops after the affair at the River Raj.
sin, is from Mr. lNGERsOLL's forthcoming His
tory OF the War of 1912
The weather was severe winter, in climate Of
unusual rigor to our troops. The ground was
covered with deep snow, yet the everlasting
swamps ofthat region were not hard frozen. The
gallant volunteers were i'll provided with clothing
and camp covering; too many Of the officers ~
norant and negligent Of Indispensable precautions
in the midst of an Indian country, within twelv Q
miles Of their English allies under Colonies Proc
tor and st. George, Major Muir. aud other thor
ough-bred soldiers, INSCRIPTIONS Of whatever
means would lead to the great end Of success, and
relying for il chiefly on their numerous auxiliaries
As is generally the case, small error or blubder
superadded to the imperfect state Of the forces al
together, occasoned, probably, the terrible caam-
tiles of the battle Of the 22d, and the cruel massa-
ere ofthe 2sd January, at the River Raisin, which
will long be lamehted in the accounts Of Western
warfare. a.
When Winchester arrived at the Raisn with
some three hundred men, he found Lewis with six
hundred posted in garden yards. aud enclosures
within them, well prepared for any emergency.
On Lewis's righ, was an open field, bounded by
another enclosure likethose in which he had post
ed his men. With Gen. Winchester came Col
Wells, who, being Of the regular army. outranked
Col. Lewis Of the volunteers. Lewis's advice to