The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1855-08-23

/ in intercourse with the tribe Of mis- faith.
ers who had urged him 10 escape from
captivity and head their war.psrlies.-
But he refused to leave until he had won
the bride Of his choice. and that without
doing anything derogatory 10 his repua-
lion as a "braye." Learning DE Soto's
approach, he had started for bis tribe, en-
listed a valiant band. and had returned
with them TO the vicinity ofthe Tuna vii.
lage. But knowing the jealousy between
the tribes. he went forward alone, in or
der to>give an explanation Of his conduct.
This was anticipated by the malicious &C.
CusaliOn Of the Arrow Head, and he re-
fused to betray his secret lest it should
be said that he did so under the influence
/ Of fear. Death would have been prefer.
able 10 such an indication OF cowardce.
Soon the scalp-pole I" as erected. and
the conquerers having arranged their to.
lets danced the dance oil victory. The
Hunter was at their head. dressed in
splendid mantle Of buffalo skins, orna-
mented with small TUFTS Of owls feathers.
and around bis neck was a necklace
formed of the claws of the grizzly bear.
His leggns and moccasins were made ol
white fox skins. protuseIy embroidered
with porcupine qullS. VermIlon stripes
covered his features in the highest style
Of art. and in his plated hair we're the
wing feathers OF the gray eagle.
Was il TO be wondered at that the Blue
Dove, as she sat by the side Of her aged
father, loved the Hunter more than everl
When the dance was concluded. he made
her sign, and then leaving the camp,
she followed him 10 a running brook.
"Wil the Blue Dove smile upon the
Hunter 2 said he, and will she 20 TO his
wig"am2 He will keep the lodge sup
piled witt veniSOn, and tend her with
care
Lead the way she replied, and | will
follow with thy burthens. will make
your moccasins, and keep your culver
filled with arrows
Then, springing across the brook, she
scooped up some of the crystal water in
her hand. and held it across TO him, He
leaned forward, drank swallow of it,
and they clasped hands. Thenceforth
they we're beirothed, and when the Hun.
ter offered the War Eagle two packs of
buffalo skins for his daughter, the old
chief exclaimed, 'Wagh!
That night the Blue Dove went 10 the
wigwam OF her bold lover, and became
his wife. There was no surpliced priest
or legal form, but angels heard their vows
of mutual fidelity, and their marriage was
recorded on high.
The Tunas were perfectly infatuated
with their deliverer, especially admiring
the secrecy with which he had made his
Journey, and the frmneSs with which he
mad refused to disclose his secret. They
urged him 10 become heir 10 their chief.
tainship. as the Arrow Head was now no
more, but he declined The Pale Fa.
ces, he said. are now driven back, but
they will return. and | wish to lay my
bones as far as possible towards the set
ting SUM-
In a few days the war party was bro
ken up. and the members set out in small
parties for the f,rtie plains Of the Kan.
sas. One Of these was composed Of the
Hunter, followed by the admiring Blue
Dove. A horse Captured from the Span
iards. and ridden by lad drapued one
OF the Indian vehicles hitherto used by
them on a smaller scale for their dogs
And in the rear, proud finer relationship
10 the great chief, came the widow who
had adopted the renowned Hunter.
Ages have passed, but even now that
the neat cabin has suPplanted the wig
wan, and the pioneer yeoman herds his
hocks on the hunting.grounds of the Tu-
mas, the beauty aid The devotion of the
Blue Dove is remembered in central Mis-
Souri