Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1848-07-07
An Indian Fighter.

we copy from the diary OF Margaret Smith,
of the colony of Massachusetts, some inter-
es,ing extracts from which we find in the
National Era.
June ne l0h, l678.-I went this morning
with ReDecca to visit EInalhan Stone, IA young
neighbor who had been lying sorely Ill Tor
a long time. lie was u playmate OF my cou-
sin when a boy, and was thought to be OF
great promise as he grew up to manhood;
but, engaging in the Narre with the Heather,
he was wounded and taken captive by them,
and after much suffering was brought back
to his home a few months ago. On entering
the house where he lay, we found his mother,
a care-worn and sad woman, spinning In the
room by his bedside. A very great and bit
ter sorrow was depicted on her features; 1t
was the anxious, unTecOnclled, and restless
look of one who did feel herself tried beyond
her PATIENCE, and might not be comiorted.-
For, as ! learned, she had seen her young
daughter tomahawked by the Indians; and
now her only son, the hope OF her old age,
was on his deathbed. She received us with
small civilitie, telling Rebecca that it was all
along of the neglect Of the men in autboritie
that her son had got his death in the wares,
inasmuch as it was the want Of suitable diet
and clothing, rather than his wounds, which
had brought him into his present condition.
Now, as Uncle Rawson is one of the princi-
pal magistrates, my sweet cousin knew that
the poor afflicted creature meant TO reproach
him but her good heart did excuse and for
give the rudeness and dislemper of one whom
the Lord had sorely chastened. So she spake
kindly and lovingly, and gave her sundrie
nice daintie fruits and comforting cordlals
which she had procured from Boston for the
sick man. Then, as she came to the bed
side, the poor young soldier pressed her hand
with a very fervent grasp, thanking her for
her many klndnesses, and praying God TO
bless her. He must have been a handsome
lad in health, for he had a fair, smooth fore
head, shaded with brown curling hair, and
large blue eyes, verle sweet and gentle in
their look. He told us that he felt himself
growing weaker, and that at times his bodilie
suffering was great. But through the mercy
Of his Saviour he had much peace of mind.
He was content to leave all things in His
hand. For his poor mothers sake, he said,
more than for his own, he would like TO get
about once more there we're mamie things
he would like to do for her, and for all who
had belriended him; but he knew his Hea-
venly Father could do more and better for
them, and he felt resigned to His will. He
had, he said, forgiven all who ever wronged
him, and he had now no feeling OF anger or
unkindnesS left towards any one, for all SEEM
ed kind to him beyond his deserts, and like
brothers and sisters. He had much pltie Tor
the poor savages even, although he had suf-
fered sorely at their hands, for he did believe
that they had been often i'll used, and cheat
ed, and otherwise provoked 10 take up arms
against US. H~ereupon, goodwife Stone twirl-
ed her spindle very spitefully, and said she
would as soon pity the Devil as his children.
The thought of her nangled little girl and of
her diving son did seem to overcome her, and
she dropped her thread, and cried out with
an exceeding bitter cry "Oh, the bloody
heather! Oh, my poor murdered Molly !!
Oh, my son, my son!" MAY, mother"
said the sick man, reaching out his hand and
taking hold of his mothers with a sweet smile
on his pale ace what does Christ tell US
about loving our enemies, and doing good to
them that injure us! Let us forgive our fell
low-creature, for we have all need of Gods
forgiveness. | used to feel as mother Does"
he said, turning TO us " for | went into the
ware with a design 10 spare neither young
nor old of the enemy. But ! thank God that
even in that dark season my heart Telented
at the sight of the poor starving women and
children, chased from place TO place like par
tridges. Even the Indian fighters, | found,
had sorrows Of their own and g%rievous wrongs
to avenge and ! do believe, if we had from
the first treated them as poor blinded breth-
en-, and striven as hard 10 give them light and
knowledge, as we have 10 cheat them in trade,
and to get away their lands, we should have
escaped mamie bloody wares, and won mamie
precious souls to Christ"
TOUCHING ANEcDoTE.-At a Teachers
Convention in Springfield, Mr.. Sweetzer, in
an eloquent speech, illustrated the force OF
example by the following striking anec-
dote:
A painter, while journeying, accidentally
fell in with a most beautiful child and was so
enraptured with its coun.enance that he resell
we'd to paint it, and carried his determination
into execution.
Hanging the painting in his studio, he
made ii his guardian, and when he was de-
spending, or angry, sought encouragement
and calmness i'll gazing into its beautiful
face. He thought if ever he could meet with
its counterpart, he would paint that ALSO
Years passed away, and the painter succeed
ed in finding no one SO internally ugly-look-
ing as to satisfy his idea of an opposite to
his darling picture, but by chance while visi-
ting a prison, after having almost given up in
despair, he saw a young man stretched upon
the floor of his cell in a perfect paroxysm Of
rage. This struck him as his desideratum,
and he lost no time in transferring the face
to canvass, and placing it side by side with
his ideal of purity, innocence, and beauty
And who, think you, was the original of his
last painting? The same that 'vhen a chii2,
had furnished him NTH his long cherished and
beautiful picture, the innocent happy and dar-
ling babe. The change had been wrought
by the teachings he had been subjected TO,
and the examples set before him. Let us,
said Mr.. Sweetzer, take warning from This