The daily Gate City., 1856-04-09

lCoNcLUDED.
Then the White Cloud put the tube Of the
calumet TO his lips, and as the smoke arose
from the knidinic, the bowl of the red pipe
expanded wider and wider, and the blue va
por spread out like the mist that rises from
lake in n midsummer morning. Then there
came powerful wind from the east, and
the smoke rolled away before it, and was
driven with inconcevable swiftness over the
Lake Ontario, until it grew red under the
sinking sun, and passed to the farof hunting
grounds of the Decotahs. The young chief
watched till it vanished, and then turned to
his companion. There was nothing near
him but the green grass and the slender pine
that the White Cloud had touched with his
finger.
Then the Big Papoose took the bag Of pig
ments to his wigwam, and prepared for the
journey. Around his broad chest he drew the
folds of q huntng-shirt, decora led with
many -hued barbs Of the porcupine, and Sc
cured it with a belt of wampum. His leg
gins were fringed with the hair of scalps aud
beads and shells OF various colors, and his
moccasins were wrought with quills, tinted
like flowers Of the prairie. Then he took
from the notched poles Of the wigwam his
tufted bow, and sheaf of arrows tipped
with brilliant feathers, and he thrust his stone
axe through his belt Of wampum, and shook
once more the slender spear-staf with its
ponderous head Of painted flint. And as he
passed on beyond the wgwams of his tribe,
the Young squaws gazed after him with won
drous dark eyes, and the old women said,
''Perhaps he will bring with him, when he re-
turns, Chenango woman, or squaw from
the blue SusQuehanna.'
Twice the moon rose, and he saw the maize
fields Of the Algonquins. Later and later
abe glittered over his solitary path by the
rocky gorges of the Delaware. Then he saw
in the North the misty mountains Of Shawan-
gonk and lodges Of hostile tribes without
number, aud other maize fields, and at night
! the camphres Of q great people. Then he
came to shallow rivers dotted with canoes
and the streams were less broad than the riy-
er OF the Oswegos. And then he saw before
him sloping upland, and just as the moon
and the dawn were shining together, he stood
under tall trees on the summit, and beneath
him was the platform of rock, and the water
Of the sparkling river.
There WAS pathway to the PLATFORM as
it might be, channel for the heavy rains
that sometimes pour from the table-ands of
the precipice TO the rayine, and tumble, in
long, feathery torrent, over its rocky breast.
II Nus al HdiIVN BaSsuSts WIN Walls VI stone
on either side, and ended Just few feet
south Of the jutting ledge, so that the young
chief had to leap from the brink Of the
gorge to the edge Of the platform. There he
looked around, and behind him rose up the
fat surface Of thunder-split rock. Then
he walked to the further end of it, and laid
upon the ground his tufted bow and sheaf of
arrows, loosened his belt of wampum, cast
down his terrible stone axe, and leaned his
pointed spear agains. the vast wall of the
terrace. Then he tosk from the bag the
pigment and the painting implements, and
before the midday he had sketched upon
the rocky back ground the vast outline Of his
picture.
1t was ut this moment, when he had COM
pleted the totem Of his tribe, when be was
nearest the gorge nnd farthest from his weap
on that fawn darted from the chasm to the
plateau, gathered up its atfrighted form at
sight Of him, and then sprang sheer oyer the
brink. The next minute an Algonquin war;
rior leapt upon the ledge. A startled look Mt
the Iroquois, 4 contemptuous glance at the
Photograph, two panther bounds and the he
reiitary foes were in the death grapple, up
on the eayes of the precipice. Sometimes
they leaned far over the brink, and then,
unitedlv, bent back, like twin pine trees,
overblown Both were unharmed, for the
Algonquin had not suspected an enemy in a
place where the foot of an lroquos bad new
er trod. and the weapons of his adversary
were distant from them bow-shot. So, with
terrible strength and zeal, and skill, each
sought to overthrow the other, until, in the
struggle, they fell, still clutched together, up
on the rocky floor Of the battle ground
There, with tremendous throes and throbs Of
anger. they lay, until the shadows OF the cliff
had stretched far over the bosom Of the
| sparkling river.