Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1853-08-03

sight dir, and vibrated evidently in the hearts
Of every man. My brothers" " said he, "my
Younger brother has spoken in good words,
and has plead well, and it makes my heart3
PROV glad to find him so able, but alas he1
has plead on the wrong side. Twenty one
summers have not rested as yet. on The
Rattle snakes" head, yet no one denies that
he is a warrior, and good warrior. - lie has
hunted the wild Buffalo, has shot the noun
tain goat, and chased the willy Sioux from
our soil, yet, in acting as he has done, a little
time gone, he acted unwisely. Nay, brother,
do not think, / mean TO- offend you,V seeing
the dusky countknance ofthe young warrior,
20 grow pale, and his hands to ciench vio-
lently, +" farbc it from ne to do so. Listen n TO
mo Some seventy winters, with all their
chilling SHOWS, have rested on tho frame OF
Delampon, and have left their said effects, as
you all see. Forty summers have come and
passed, since ] fled my native tribe, and be-
come a Shawnoese. And NOW proudly bear
that name," a murmur of approval encour-
aged him, And can any of you, my broth
ers say that Delampon ever acted without
thinking we'll, or caring for the good of his
people ? Ny younger brother, g The Rattle
snakes" has proposed that we should waylay,
fight, and murder without mercy, these en-
croachers on the Hunting-grounds of our
Fathers, and in thus proposing, he did I'M
wisely. Why should we imbrue our hands
with blood, when it can be easily avoided
And if we cannot take them, without blood
shed, and keep them forever with us, why
can We not como out openly, and boldly, and
beat the invader from our sod Why should
we, rs has heretofore been our invariable
custom, and when even like in this case we
treble their numbers, skulk behind trees,
and slay those of our own flesh and blood,
for as ! have often heard the p~aleface preach
err say, that We all had one common father
md mother, and thereby debar our entranee
into the awful presence of the Great Manitou J
My brothers. / propose that we take this en-
igrant family in open fight, without b.oodshed
if possible, or by craft, which is by far the
most preferable, and never again let them go
TO the white settlement far beyond the high
hills. But let there be no torture, no stake
this time, for my soul sickens at the thought.
And as We heed the words of Delampon,
whom YOU have placedin your council cham
Der, l say of how we act, be,oare p' And the
aged and prudent warrior took his seat.
Twas evident from various approvals of the
Indian, that his words were weighty and in
duential. Yet he was destined to be over
come this time; for le tthe reader remember,
that he had to contend both against the no
ture Of the red man, naturally prone to acts
Of barbarity and scenes of blood, and also a.
gainst the inlaming and violent speeches oil
the younger warriors who were in favor OF
such inhuman and demonlike measures. AS
soon almost rs the echo of the old warrior
full and manly voice had died away, a tall
athletic young warrior, with a wild boar's
head, having the sharp teeth still glistening
in it, which covered his head and painted
ugly enough to brighton the arch-iend him
solf, arose. Why" he began, in a harsh
and grating voice, rendered terribly and doub
ly harsh by the phrensy into which he haC
been wrought during the session of the coun
Gill;" Why is it, that the words of our eide.
brother, Delampon, are alwlystaken and heed
cd, in preference to those of the young wal
rior 2 Is he gifted with the power and proph
ecy Of the Great ManItou ? Is he so far su
porior to us, that ye will hardly give us car
No one can say that Layoolah ever turne
his back to the foe. No one can say that h
does not support his squaw as we'll as an
brave. Go to his lodge, there you see it we.
hung with ierked v%enison, and dried bear
meat; and did not Layoolah peril his life i
the chase, and on the mountain cliffs, to prt
euro these for his squaw? Look on his eli
die, do you not see many scalps Of the pal,
face dogs, who take our lands, murder on
fathers, and lay waste our once vast huntin
grounds And who placed those scalps,
that girdle ~?-Layoolah And if my brotl
ers will listen to him and Rattle-snake
the scalpI of this cmigrant family will, befol
the Great Manitou sends his blazing ball
illumine our way, be companions to these
And with this he took his seat. Such fer
words as those Of the younger warrior, Ina
the effect desired by them. Old Delampol
again spoke in ominous tones, MY brotI
ers, think ~better-think better of how Y
act, be,oare, 6cvare." And with thathe stroC
on with the rest who considered the thing
sottIed, and collecting their arms and exit
gushing the fire, followed close in the rear
"Layoolah," and The R~attle-snake," wi
took their way warily toward the broad Obi