Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1847-03-03


i ftened for the well known whoop OF their
leader with an eageImess scarce ever equal.
ed ID heirhunting parties. And itscame
/ -Its distantschow was caught up by cach
in his turn and sent ntreverberating over Hill
and dale, and farpnd near the air wassfilled
with q estiofsstartling yells. ii
II Then they came gliding in 10 one point
like sFectsess Al un appointed me6ling, and
fbut few minutes elapsed when the whole
band was again crcling' round their, chief.
One tale was told by every month. From
least and west, from north and south,--lrom
the blue hills of Vermont, skiming along
the Hudson's placid bosom, meandering by
tthes Mohawk's shaded banks, and by the
livery route their army had traced in reach.
lingtheir present station, as if by some ter.
Erible magic agent, the hardy sons Of liber-
Ety came pouring in as the roar Of many
waters toengulph in ruin the entire bat
tallions ofthe British army. ses..
T. The council was full; and as each mar
rated his tale, a breathless silence sat upon
the group. And when, all were done, a
look Of sure ofsore suspense was directed
upon the appalled,, yet wary chief. He
saw tho emotion Of. his countrymen and
read their every thought and wish. Rails
ing himself majestically and proudly from
his crouched position, he expanded every
muscle in the utterance Of one piercing
yell. As the dire screach Of the panther it
filled with fear every hearing ear save this
assembled band Of trusty warriors. They
drank it in as the chime of sweetest music,
and bounded to their feet, TO, listen to his
words, in silent, but keen attention.
"Wnrriors T. he.said, his. deep gutter
al voice, .sdeath and ruin are near us-the
army Of Burgoyne is lost! The Ameri-
cans like bloodhounds upon the scent, are
pouring in on every side, as if the Great
Spirit were shaking the earth Of its pale
faced tribes. As the leaves ofthe forest,
they are in numbers--as tho sweeping
tornado, are they in strength. Their feet
are swift for the redman's lile-their eyes
long TO see his blood bcdew the forest earth,
the treasured ground Of our ancestors. The
departed spirits Of our fathers have warned
. their sons lest they be taken alive--we
must obey-the Great Spirit will aid us.
Burgoyne is already hungry, terror strick-
en-, but cannot flee away. We must leave
him. To be pointed at in the streets ol
Albany, to be pelted with paving stones by
the white papooses, to. be bitten by dogs,
and have it said hat! are the Indians
among them? could not the British crown
shade its adopted people from the blast o.
the American arms?'-it is too dreadful fol
the ears Of brave warriors We are no
cowards!--let the pale facs squaw hun
her husbands scalp, it hangs in the wig
wan Of the Indian. Let the white warrio
return to his home in the cleared lands, i
is smoaldering In ashes. When he ha
done this will he cry dog to the red man
Let him 60 and whine over the work o
their hands. The time speeds on, brothers
Watch for the signal, and then the pal,
faces may follow our trails to our homes
Z in the Canadas..' r4.h - 4
# A..fierce glance Of the eye, and the re
4 sponsive monysyIlable, gh!'' showed til
! chief that every heart approved his words
! A solemn wave. of, the warriors hand q
, He stood in the, talI attitude Of native elo
J quence, and quick as the flash Of their owl
! tried rifles, they disappeared, las a yapo
7 is disspated BY the northern blast, the.
: vanished, dartingwither and thither throug
the thick underwood, and the chief was lei
standing upon the council-ground alone.
|, 1t was near the camp Of Burgoyne, an
-Ein full view Of This tent. As the distrac
r ened General cast his eyes towards the en-
/. inence, he saw the chief standing erec
. and waiting to convey him intelligence
n The English troops, with their rash CON
Q mander, now watched with impatience tn
Q announcement which should follow the m,
9 iestic wave Of the chiefs hand. 1t wa
9 that short, impressive signal which non
d but the savage has the ability Of conveying
g Like the huttering Of the aspen leaf in II
September gale, Or the quick vibration
n the serpent rattle, was the quivering
y that hand against the blue vault Of HEAVIER
h 1t conveyed all A chill Of horror ere
g through the ranks Of the vast army
yIspoke1the immensity ofthe advancing nur
s,Ebers, their own certain destruction. Eat
!; inyoluntarily gasped -all is lost. = N.
eE Burgoyne saw with sick heart the effe
Il ilEproduced upon his men. When he look
n again for the chief l-fle had gone. N
\ al Indian could be seen in less than ,
e hour. Like spectres they hadstealtawa
" dInoiselsss and unseen, and no trace Of the
p Iretreuting q fcotsteps left they To- tell AGAR