The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1857-02-25

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welcome, my old friend, When did you
strive? I feela if a mountain breeze was blow
ins through the library; for you bring the aroma
and freshness Of your Alleghenies with you"
Itwas my old friend, Jeremy Short, now in
his eghtieth year, and still as hale apde hearty
as most men at sixty, thanks to a life spent
among the hills! had not seen him for nearly
two years. Ina moment, had his hat and
cano; John was despatched for his trunk; and
weiwere sitting cozily by the CRATE fire. 'innor-
tal Will Shakespeare looking down on us, from
copy Of theEeritable Ellesmere portrait
,Ihadbe reading 'Hi-a-wa-tha.' My old
ftiend took it up. y.
''Nfinnehaha," he said, "what beautiful
name! How like" And he sighed.
"Iike what?v I asked, after a pause, during
which we both contemplated the fire.
"Like the nameaof one | knew, fifty years
ago, when | was at the Black Hills. Poor Mem
eateeah! The wild flowers have been bloom
Ing over her, for halfa century. She died 70
save my Iife.p is sll
II had long known that thers Nqs 4 Romance
ofsome kind connected with the oid mans life;
bdthal never heard the details, The present
seemcda favorable opportunity. atiI gave him q
cigar for the Weed always opens the heart and
directly he spoke as follows, first shutting the
library doors, that no profanc listeners might
intrude on the sacred narrative. give it as
near as possible, in his own words.
when first saw the upper Missouri---he
said--there wasn't white man had ever cross
edthe Black Hills, or woke with his rife the
echoes ofthe,s Rocky Mountains, Lewis and
Clarke were boys at school, The vast prairies
which lie at the base Of the Corderillas stretch
Ing for hundreds Of leagues toward the Missis-
sippi had never heard the voice Of pale-ace,
oreven been pressed by the foot of civilization
All was wild, solitary and sublime. Even the
traders hadn't yet penetrated this wilderness;
and the beaver built the buffalo herded, the
eagle scared and the red men hunted safe from
Christian rapnc and wrong. a.sA ai.8
81. Louis was then q frontier town, and still
in possession Of the French--what changes fifty
years have madei--and it was quite a common
thing for the Sioux to come down there to trade.
Ayouug brave ofthat nation was there, when
A was; i met him at the governors; and we
A,oon got quite intimate. lie was noble el-
low, as tall and graceful as an Appollo, and with
ayoldme Of sinsw that might have been the
model but q Hercules. We went 50 far as 70
change namesiand sohe always called me The
War Eagle At last he asked ma to visit his
country, and hunt buffalo with him beneath thS
Black HilB.s Young ganasvsnturesoue, it was
the very thing wanted. ~. was something I'd
penetrate where no white man had ever beep.-
So bidding adieu to civilization, shoudered
my rife and plunged into the painless wilder,
ness under the guidance Of my young Sious
brave. 4s tst4A ssa~ teae .is9s. 30
You've never crossed the prairies, have YOU
You may travel for months upon them withou
seeing hill, meeting i tree, orapeaiSng to
Z human beinga The sun rises and setslon I,
boundlcss expanse Of gfeor. AT times you vii
fini the prarie as lpssl asst tho oceanin a calm
th3afog weeks you viii travel among rolling