The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1850-09-04
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and while his face assumed a tone of stern
command not without lis influence on the
other. said
"Gol The chief Mokena, will not darken
his knife i'm the blood of Weeuo for his arms
are bound as a chill's. The young warrior
can regain his scalp-lock and eagle feather if
he be wise. for his arm is strengths heart
brave. hlOkena did wrong TO take them from
him, and lie is sorry. Let the brave take this
from bis enemy rs a rccOmpense, for he is no
coward" and the chief took from his own
neck the bear claws aud bound them around
the neck Of the olher NOW. go-aud tell
Neopo that the Illinois chief Mokena, who
stole his war horse. sca!pcd his brother, and
killed many OF his braves. has taken the
scalp of his father, inca; ard will hang it in
his wgwam-and 10 come and get a!-that
Mokena calls him dog, squaw. coward. and
will bind bis arms as he has done his warri-
Or's, If again he tread upon the Illinois hunt
ing grounds. COP
Sadly the disgraced warrior obeyed. He
looked back but once, then Mokena was scalp
ing the fallen chief. On sped the brave, and
finally he reached the high eminence crown
ing the village OF his people and marked the
curling smoke threading It's narrow winding
path 10 the clouds, saw moving figures, and
heard the Ow distant nurmur Of voices. Yet
he fingered there with sorrow in his heart;
and feared 10 meet the gaze of those whom
he lov'H Bnt finally assuming Il stocal ex-
pressiL ii face, he firmly walked down the
hill, aud entered the village. The children
fora moment discontinued their play; then
with the indifference. natural or assumed. Of
their race, commenced again their amuse
ments; the squaws glanced up from their oc-
equations. bar stopped not, while the wa. ri
ors betrayed hot surprise or curiosity by a
glance.
lie entered Tia wigwam Of Lis father, who
net him with some indifferent question, un-
bouad lis arms aud placed before him meat.
WeenO tasted Of it. and was lcli alone. Bit
ter was the agony Of that fathers heart, but
he had duty TO perform. and slowly hc
weuded his way TO the council lodge Of the
tribe. Ihither also turned TIE warriors, and
the young chief NeOp0. NeeGo remained a
proper time undsturbed in the lodse of his
father. then arose ard walked firmly TO the
council lodge. lie entered. aud stood among
the warriors OF his natiOn-iOr a moment
motionless: with his eyes bent to the ground.
"W1eno may speak, at last exclaimed an
aged civil chief
I The young brave slowly raised his eyes,
and Costing Il sorrowiuI yet searching glance
over the crowd, exclaimed IN u low and em-
phalic voice
"Griei is in the heart and upon the lips of
him WHO speaks. A cloud hangs over the
Potowatomles-le the rains tall. inca. the
great war chief and father OF his people, hunts
with the Good Spirit.'
The warriors looked sadly and enquiringly
into each others eyes, but there was no olrcr
expression of surprise or feeling.
w eeno stands as squaw among warrI-
orr Int
tree scathed 10y the Great Spirits angry fire,
I but from Po,Owatomie soil may again draw
lie, and iii his head and stretch forth his
arms. But The Illinois arrow has found the
heart oi his Chief, and he wishes not to live"
Speak OF the great inca, boy" exclam-
ed the old civil chlef rudely.
"Wearied with the long march," proceed
ed WeenO, she sat down to rest" Long had
he spoken wisdom into the ears OF Weeno,
aDd told OF The power of his people and the
coming destruction of the Illinois, when an
arrow from concealed enemy pierced Isis
heart and ere Weeuo could strike the enemy
was cooled around him. The POiowatOmie
struggled hard for the dead body OF his chief
was before his eyes and revenge was in lis
heart-but the Good Spirit irowned aud
Weeno was child in the arms of his enemy.
His knife was snatched from his grasp aud
he was hurled To the earth. Then were his
arms bound and lis seal P-lock, warriors. taken
from him. NeenO rose. but he did not wish
10 live, and asked his enemy TO strike he
would not, but told Wecno to win another
lock and feather BIZ great deeds, and wear
these claws TO SHOW that il he was no longer Il
warrior, neither Is he a coward. Coz said
he, and tell the chief Neopo, that his enc
my Mokena, who scalpcd his brother, who
stole his war horse, and darkened his Wig
wan with oiowatomios' scalps, has taken the
scalp OF his father INCA, and viii hang it in
his iodge-aud for Noopo to come and take
Il. lie called Ncopo dog, squaw, coward.
and said he would tie Els arms as he h d
done WecEo's, il ever ag in he troI Oh lii
nois hunting ground"
Thus speaking. the disgraced brave strobe
from the lodge. Bitter was the insult lelt by
the whole tribe, coupled rs il was with the
death OF the old slchcm inca, and the dis
grace Of a promising Young warrior. Neopo
stood up aud vehcmently addressed the as
semtled warriors. Every word burning
with hate ard revenge, found Il response in
the the boS0ms ufthosc present. The young
. CHEF gave lis voice for the total extermiHa-
lion OF the Illinois and said be would not
mourn for his father ill he could send him
The spirits Of his enemies TO be his slaves in
the hunting grounds above. Eye met eye
wih flashing ire as those bcinrs OF passion
felt that the hot spirit animaiifg each bosom
was founded on The same undymg hate and
=. the same thirst for revenge. Thus they
spoke aud thus they parted. and the llI dis
r so far as words aud feelings might operate,
were doomed.
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