The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 184?-1851, 1845-02-12

fHu luC DIOW,
Strong one of the battle field!
Thou hast met a stronger now,
Render up thy lance and shield,
Yield at last who yielded never
Beauty reigns on earth forever"
AT the close of a November day, in the year
ITO, q solitary Indian was seen standing upon
one Of the highest hills that overlooked the now
p~opulous village of l., in the western part oI
Connecticut. He was a tall youth, and from
his war paint and dress, the most careless obser-
yer of the various tribes that then inhabited the
tract of country between the ocean and the
lakes, would have PRONOUNCED him to be a HUI.
ron. AT his feet lay a dead wolfand a red deer,
and against a stunted oak within his reach, rest
ed a long French rife. Upon his brow was a
coronet ofeagle'S feathers, while a hunting shirt
of skins, with leggings of the same material,
Ornanented with the quilts and died hair of the
porcupine, completed his dress.
The truant school-boy and the returning hun
ter had seen him as he stood there with his
head bent upon his hand apparently absorbed in
the deepest reflection, and had quickened their
steps to the village, to make due re port Of such
an alarming appearance. lie, however, let them
pass unnoticed, but his dark eye flashed with
eagle brightness as il wandered over the strag-
CLING houses of the village, until at length it res
ted upon a little mound, about a stones throw
from the church, upon which a dark pine was
then d!scernable from his evergreen foliage.
Then, for the first time, he spoke: cit is
enough" said he; "the great spirit is kind
Wankinco will visit the grave Of his fathers"
Evening settled upon the town and the fury
Of an carly snow storm was spending itself a.
gainst the snug cottages of the settlers, while
the wall of the distant forest as the winds rushed
through the distant branches, cast a gloom over
the faces of the boldest inhabitants.
The worthy minister, MIR. Davenport, had as
sembled his little family consisting OF his wife,
daughter Of fourteen, and u servant, in his little
dining-room and before u cheerful fire, WAS try
ing to while away the evening hours by repeat
ing TO them many a tale of interest and virtue.
Julia Davenport, for such was the name OF
the laughing girl, who sat upon the stool and
rested her arm upon her fathers knee, while
gazing with intense interest upon his benign
countenance, was beautiful. With a form that
was symmetry itself, with a deep blue eye, and
a snowy brow upon which her auburn hair rested
in waving curls, she seemed too fair for this low
er world.
"She walked in beauty, like the world
or sunny climes and starry skies.''
The worthy minister had just finished a tale OF
deeper interest than usual, concerning The Ind
an depredations on the frontier, when a loud
knock at the door startled the whole family.
The old nan rose to his feet, the mother drop.
ped her knitting work and started half way from
her chair, the servant turned his eyes w~istfuIIy to
his master and seemed TO be glued TO his seat,
IIa ~ hriyk loI ,n hor kooI 40 che cto,.oI c,u,
the corner, and Julia's little lap dog ran barking
to the threshold, while its mistress caught hold
of her fathers coat and anxiousiy waited the de.
nouement. For a moment not a word was spo-
ken-but the good preacher recovering his com
posure sooner than the rest, said in his mild
tones, "Whoever you are that wauders in snch a
night as this, | bid you welcome"
No sooner had the words filIen from his
tongue than the door opened, and a tall Indian,
partly intoxicated, with a haggard face and a
blood-shOt eye, entered, and with bare "good
evening"" seated himself in the vacant corner,
and in a drunken voice called grumly for food
and drink. The worthy minister told him 10 be
gone, that there was an inn at the next door,
where he would be we'll taken care of; and final
ly, when the savage refused TO depart, babe the
servant aid him into the street. AT that moment
the daughter interceded and recalling 20 her "a
Their the incidents of one of the tales he had re-
lated that evening, which went to show that In
dams never forgive an injury, and never forget
a favor, urged him with simple eloquencc TO al
low him 10 remain until morning.
The savage, in the meantime, having by the
genial influence of the fire recovered his almost
benumbed limbs, and having also nearly recover
ed from his drunken fit, put on the proud mien
of his race, and raising himself from the floor in
native majesty, walked deliberately towards the
door. The good feelings of the preacher at this
moment, seconded by the entreaties Of his
daughter, induced him 10 bid the Indian 10 return
TO his seat, and direct the servant 10 place be-
fore hin the remains of his bomely dinner.
The Indian ale voraciously, and taking a large
draught of cider, laid himself down upon the
mats that had been spread out for his accommo-
dation, and was lost in sleep, dreaming no doubt
OF his distant hills, where rested the remnant of
his tribe.
AS the night advanced, the family retired and
all was silent. Al the first blush of dawn, the
storm having subsidized, the minister and his fami-
ly again assembled in the dining room, and the
Indian, who had slept off all traces of the nights
debauch, partook of a hearty breakfast; then ri
sing, he advanced TO the minister, grasped him
warmly by the hand, and then each member Of
the family. As he approached Julia, he drew
from his breast an eagles feather dipped in
blood, ~ putting it in her hand said, "Sunny eye
of the pale face, keep the gift of Wankinco, and
when the rcd hand ofthe Huron is lifted against
you or yours, show him this war plume and you
shsll net be harmed. "Igon-and uitering the