Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1856-05-06
j o E t y.
Written for the Tribune.
THE WEEPING MAZDA Legend.


Mars not wild Natures beau,eors b-or
Where yet the red men have to sbar.
The fate that meets them everywbere.
Where, unchanged by the white mans hand
StIli on their ancient fathers land
They hunt the deer, and till the maize
And sing their fathers widest laws;
here still the dead ones of their race
Rest in their ancient burisl place.
Aad where with shouts they gather round
Their fs'hers' at4cient tpsial ground
Though tlcy've books coiupii,t VIII care
Each youth find 4 history there.
A. in Wild Natures fac, he reads
oi ancient times and war-lif1e deeds:
Round every streainet bright and CAV.
Eaeh gushing spring and woodland way
Each rolling river, broad and deep
Zach prairie where the wild winds sweeD
And tow'rinS and now ring vale
There elings some Wild romantic taie:-
lis here hill though tow'Iiug high,
Slopes gently toward the western sky.
And midwnr mp its rising grade
There stands grove Of birchen tr,-os,
Whilst from brcca,h their cooling shade
There gasi:es forth sparkling spring
The Indians call the - Weeping Maid
'Tis said that AT the sunset hour
Il has strange and magic power
Tis then that many youthful brave
viii come to sip its crystal wave
And many larI-eyed maid will bring
Fair aowers to cast beside the spring
And a they stand around the brink
with offerings brought, they fonty tIink
The virtues of The hillside wave
Will make each warrior truly brave,
-'n' every Indian maiden prove
Forever tue to tiibe and love.
Tradition says, that long ago,
Before this fount began 90 fow,
That, when the heat of day was gene
And from the west the sinking sun
{. at per tie hill its pan ting glow,
And ccv, >is:g shades reposcd belos-
When fell its las: and !ing'ring beams
Like fsint and scfni-wakeful glears
Before re reach the land of dreams
When thoughts of life and thoughts cf Gay
With visions meet ard seem to play
When thus appeared those evening scenes
When soft the breeze and cool tle Shade
: youthful warrior and maid,
Would eon-o +. 81; beneath the grove,
o. throug sequestored walks to rove:
And Oft would liuger late, until
merry waltz upon the hill
Tie Iaoou-tcaIas danced. like ll.autoIns gray,
Tllst :@Il around in dark array;
The lights that rose and suuk above
To watch or talk in tones of love
While evening echoes utockav. sung
With music Of their Indian tongue,
While nigh; winds kissed their raven hair,
And humid mists dropped dew from air.
But in calm sweet eve and clear,
They fingered late, and parted here
When half the starry nj sht had passed.
Norlttlr dreamed that time the last
Thai they should meet within the grove,
Among such scenes rs lovers Io-r
With pensive forms of Iislit ana shade
Is waving boughs and moonlight madc
When, glowing there, except their
No ether eyes but Natures shone.
Put ere the morning
Their natal land was fIled with foes
The wsr-whoor through the vale below,
Ba,ie each brave warrior grasp lis gov
To- syize the hatchet, spear, and knife,
And min-le in the bloody strife.
Then loudly rang the loud var-Song,
and sounds of strife re-s choed long
Ger hill and vale through Woodlands wide,
And many forest trunk was dyed,
And banks Of many a flowing glen,
Stained With tho waIncst blood of men
And through that long and fiery war
This youthful brave, a bodiug star,
Victorious led his gallant band
And drove the 1oe,uen from the land.
But s~srce the carnage had close,
Ere he WAS slain Y ycnyeful foes.
They bore him, breathlcsf. cold and still.
Bach to his home and favlite hill.
Beneath the grove weeping uurong
Sang Ger lis grave sad ieath song
And loudly walled him as Gcy laid
Him down beneath his loved shade.
Bat VIXEN they turned 10 leave the hill,
One left was linge.ing over still
The grave il which tie warrior slept
Low kneeling there, tie maiden wyIt.
Wept tin the fading light had fed,
And evening mists began to shed
Tears o'er the mists of by gone day.
when winds of night with solemn wall
We're sweeping through the spectral vale,
When midnight chill crept oer her frame,
When flashing netcors went and came
And wert wnen threatening clouds high
Went drifting loomy shadows by,
When beasts of night the echoes round
Awokc, with loud snd hidious sound
Wcpt when the morning breaking light,
Drove of the phantom shades of night
And wcpt, and wept her life away.
But we've the tear drops dried at last
Not ere half moon had passed,
BY her loved warriors side they laid
Her down, beneath the hirchen shade
When, bursting from the silent grave
There sprang this pure and crystal wave;
And hence these of Nature say,
Our mourning maiden we,rs for ave"
FLORENCE.