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

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The Last Council Of Burgoyne's Rangers.
Fifteen hundred ofthe wary aboriginals
4efthenor.hern wildsihad followed theover-
qweening Bri,on, with bis scarlet legion,
into The heart of a country populous with
the sternand unAinehing patriots of tha;
day. They were composed Of various
tribes, who had in several expeditions pro-
fusely STAINED their war-pathstwith the
blood ofNdefenceless victims. They now
Gameto survey the hunting grounds oftheir
fathers, to fight in the battles Of a nation
that had professed to be- their sworn con-
fcderates in recovering the lost territory
which their progeniters had known from
time imn1emorable as theirs, and to obtain
ahatredress and revenge for their claimed
wrongs SO sweet to savage breast--they
were allies of the British crownagainst the
colonies, and had EXTENDED to its army the
hand Of eternal friendship and smoked the
pipo Or peacs.p Burgoyne hadstationed his
forces at the heights Of Saratoga with a
degreeof pompous assurance Of safety and
successto which the power of the British
arms lent aguaranty. But there came on
iha breeze, asa decree from Heaven, the
din or arms and assembling forces,--from
,hsdeep woodafar, from the mountain top,
and valley beneath, from the lar;of lake,
and up the winding river. These tokens
filed the naughty invaders with distrust.
ION thesday tho judgments Of oil indig.
nant people were manifested by entirely
besieging the English encampment, so thai
surrender or death was the inevitable fate
Of the army, Burgoyne summoned the chief
Of his Indian forces to his camp. The
bronzed warrior quickly stood before him,
his countenance beaming with that wild
confidence, the savage owns as n peculiar
lily Of his race, while yet his visage has all
tho marks of his national austere dignity.
aThe red brother henfs,' he said and wait
ed,in silence,t .,s I.
"The English chiof." said Burgoyne,
Initiating the Indians manner of speaking,
"fears that his enemies---the pale faces who
have robbed you Of your hunting grounds =
are coming, from the rising TO the setting
sun, to destroy him will his red brother
scour the forests with his men, and bring
him wordl' g5., "A rttr III 81 II ID
aT'hs children Of Maniton hive beer
told that the woods swarm, with the foes o.
ny pale brothef-and it is 50. They viii
go.n .
The Indian chief withdrew his stately
form from tho presence Of his commander
and made known his wishes to. his warriors
These sons Of the forest followed their un
vanquished chief, and pierced the woods ii
every direction. They glided through thu
thicknesses ofthe forest, with the silence
ofthe light tread Of the panther when .or
scent Of its prey, and saw with their cage
eyes the approaching troops Of the colo
nists advancing upon them at every point
Atevery step they recognized the pleas
ant hunting grounds Of their ancestors
which tale and tradition had rendered me
morable to them, and the graves Of thei
fathers which made every mound sacred
Then came back to their memories whil'
their brave hearts tingled as smitten wit
the lash, the happy days before the, wis
pale face had oyerpowered them with tn
infiux ofytheir numbers, and drove them t
the remote wilds ofthenorth. Vengeanc
sprang up within the red man's breast, on
sfabittefed Its very existence by its struggl
tor uttefance. rsEs s ~
The lnbrageous shores Of the Hndso
were beneath their feet; where in infanc
they had chased the nirnble deer throug
the thick-woveta coppiee and trapped tn
Industrious beaver al hisd dam, where the
had hunted the bear and Wolf TO their den
andaaken the cat.hke panther iniits lail
now wirreeoyerably loststo them, now tn
home of tie white man, and It's rich SO
yielding him the rarest products of TEN
perate cline. These recollections beclouf
odstlieifs native gloominess Of countenane
with still deeper sternness.g Spufned on
hooted bysthe white man, they lconjuredSn
the grinps of wrath, such as would hay
prompted Them to sweep from, the cart
iha race of pale faces and stamp the
sealpain tbe earth but their ire was fate
tpsnbsideini itheirveins, unavengea, sin au
len subseryiency. yt' 81
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persed sipi different directions until the
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