The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1849-05-28

Nheh she saw man enter the village, her heart
beat fast with emotion she pressed her hand upon
it, but could not still its tumult He has come. /"
she said to herself, but will his eve seek mine
will he tell hat the time has been long since he
saw the woman he loved ~
She follows his footsteps-she watches his every
glance, as he meets his relations Alas, for the
Swan, the wounded bird .ieels not so acutely the
arrow that pierces as she that look of recognition
between the cousins
But the unhappy girl reused from sense OF
her griets, TO recollection of her wrongs With
all the lmpetuoSlty of loving heart. she thought
she had rieA to the affections Of the Shield As
The water reflected her features should his heart
give back the devoted love of hers.
But while she lived, she was determined TO bring
sorrow upon her rival she would not " sing in
lylng That very evening did she repeat to the
Family of Sacred Wind the conversation she had
overheard, adding that the love of the Cousins was
The true cause of Sacred Winds refusing TO marry
Time would fail me TO tell of the consequent snf
ferlngs of Sacred Wind. She was seeded and
watched, shaned, and even beaten. The medicine
men threatened her with ali their powers no pun
lshinent was severe enough for the Dahcotah who
would thus transeress the laws of their nation.
The Shield was proof against the Vaccinations
of his enemies ior he was medicine-m man and
could countefact all the spells that were exerted
against him Sacred Wind bore everything in
patience but the sight of the Bear She had been
bought and sold, and over again and the fear
Of her killing herself was the only reason why her
One evenin. she was missing and the cries of
her mother broke upon the silence of night; canoes
We're flying across the Water friends were wander
ing in The woods-all seeking the body of The girl
But she was not TO be found in the river, or in
the woods. Sacred Wind was not dead, she was
only married.
She was safe In the next village, telling the Shield
how much she loved him, and how cordially she
hated the Bear; ard although she trembled when
she spoke of the medicine men, her husband only
L.. I..,.l L. r. 4.
was his wife, she need fear nothing
But where was the Swan, Her friends Were
assisting in the search for Sacred Wind The father
had forgotten his child, the brother his sister And
the mother, who would have first missed her, had
gone long ago to the land of spirits.
The Swan had known of the flight of the lovers
she watched them as their canoe passed away, until
1t became speck in the distance, and in another
moment the waters closed over her
Thus were strangely blended marriage and death
The Swan feared not to take her own life. Sacred
WIND, with a nobler courage, more devoted love,
broke through the customs of her nation, laid aside
the supersiltons of the tribe and has thus identified
her courage with the name of her native village
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ENGLISH CARRIAGES, CABS, ETC-Prvate car
rlages In England have reached wonderful per-
lection IN beauty and commOdiousness. Ii is a
pleasure 10 stand in Hyde Park and see them pass
almost infinite in variety, yet all so excellent OF
In this in all other cases. unity simplicity
and mOdesty, are most attractive. The beauty of
an equlpage Is lessened almost exactly in proper
ton to Its shOwiness and comp lexity of ornament
The true English carriage Is rather srikingy plain
but of finish which tascinates the eye at once.
The State carriage is of hideous magnifcence
The Lord Mayors coach approaches nearer to
those gllded cars in which the menagerie people
send round their musicians through the streets, to
attract attention, than any thing else know of,
and the royal state carriages not much better.
But these must be set aside in speaking of English
taste and equipage. On the occasion of court
drawing room, one sees plenty of great, high-hung,
numbering affairs, heavy with gilt plate, and gaudy
with armOrlal decorations coachmen and foot
man of gilt gingerbread, corresponding admirably
But walk through Picadilly, or go to a hOrtculti-
raj tete at ChsWick the Botanic gardens, or
stand, as have said, in Hyde Park between four
O'Clock and six, and you will acknowledge that the
true English equipage Is surpassed in all the quail
ties and appointments that go to make coach one
of the most desirable achievements of wealth.
The ordinary cab, again, is almost as forlorn and
uncomfortable as the omnibus, for il is used by
people who do not possess the. English claim to
luxurious Accomplishments. Amer pretty large
experience of The London cab I can truly saw that
there are few worse things. The seat will either
be so high that your feet dangle, anxousn vain to
find the distant floor, or so low that one pumps
down into nursery chair. The cushion will
be either entirely evisCerated or stuffed with seem
ing bullets. The windows will either never come
up or never go down, and the coachman is USUALLY
a compound of sharper and bully. If one would
acquire benevolent views of human nature he
must eschew the common London cab, with its
~. H., No 32lS, or higher number, used
10 wonder that the Queen did not feel shaIned by
these shabby carriages of hers. The Londoner is
great walker, and no wonder Union Magazine