Weekly Clarksville chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 185?-1857, 1857-09-18

seriousness which had been prostrated by
the blow she had received, rose from the
ground and fed, she cared not whithor.-
on, on she weut--her only. thought, to es-
cape from her inhuman parent. A cave
in the eastern side of mountainat length
offered itself, and there she remained all
through the dreadful time when blood ran
down the neighboring hills like water
Her only food was the wild berries which
covered the vicinity in profusion, and fish
es which swan in the clear stream She
knew not the fate of her people, or those
of her lover; and she dare not venture
forth to learn what she fain would know
lest she should fall a victim to her fathers
rage. asv Esd 5ttH-t1 Lsa-t
Autumn, brown and serene, was over
the world The gold of the mountain
buttercup had faded before the breath of
ice, which swept down from the northland;
and the foliage of the mountain maple
cleaned blood-red upon oyerhanging
precipices. When the harvest moon was
far down in the west, toward her, setting,
Lucy left her retreat, and with step feet
as the wild antelope's she sought the old
trysting spot under the lonely oak. Itwas
very dark there now, for the GRIM sombre
mountain, like gate of iron gray, barred
off the moon s faint light, and the far-away
stars seemed like lamps before they flicker,
and 20 out in utter darkness.
Faint and exhausted she sank down on
the moss at the foot of the tree, and elas-
ping its giant trunk with her white grace
full arms, she wildly called on death to
give her back her lover, A deep, solemn
voice fell on her startled ear -- r-1.
"Beloyed of the last of murdered
race, look up'and behold thy loverl 1t is
Chocorna who speaks!"
A glad scream burst from her lips, and
she flung herself into his arms.
"For the last time, White Bird, has the
chieftain come to look upon the homes of
his kindred--now their graves-for the
last timel Chocorna is alone! The voice
of his people is heard only in the happy
forests of the blest They reposc in the
great country of another land-in the
home of the GreatSpiritl Chocorna goes,
with the rising of to-morrow's sun, to the
land far beyond the hills-to the depths of
the great western wildernessl Shall he go
alone?" s1i a.t i-'t Ta EfH bow ass
The deep, mournful eyes of the noble
warrior were bent upon the face of the girl
with a melancholy, hoping eagerness, and
his broad breast swellcd, and his tall form
dilatod, as her reply broke the stiffness.
r.. "Whither thou goest l win go; where
thou lodgost, will lodge; thy people shall
be my people; and thy God my Godl1
The crack Of a rife rang sharp and
deadly out on the midnight air, and the
White Bird fell, covered with blood, to the
ground. With the swiftness of lightning,
the chief raised her up. His eyes blazed
forth sparks Of fire, and his brow grew
i black with vengeance. His lips were open
cd to register an oath of reyenge--an aw-
ful oath--such as only an Indian can make,
when the voice of the pale girl arrested
him. Faintand brokenly thewords reach
cd him eia
"Chocorna, my souls only mate, prom
isc me that you viii leave vengeance to
GodW .-. .,F.
1 He looked fxedly in her face fora mo-
ment, and the stern light went out in his
eyes-tcars came in their stead; he folded
her in a mad embrace to his wildly throb-
bing heart, and his voice clear, and firm
Saying the welcome words 81 promise 7
reached her in eternity.
Slowly and with a solemn step, he bore
the corpse Of the White Bird to a recess
in neighboring rock, and impressing up
on her clay-cold lips the last absorbing
kiss he piled the huge rocks around her
and in this lonely sepulchre he left her tc
= moulder back to dust.
Morning dawned on him far away, climb
ing the fearful ascent of the great noun
, tain which loomed dark and frowninf
against the eastern heavens. In his trai
, followed Smith, and one of his miserable
! hirelings, bent upon the death of thelonc
survivor of the late powerful tribe. No
content with imbruing his hands in Tho
C blood of his child, the vengeful Smith nov
e sought the life of him she loved. A few
: moments, and he was within gun shot o
the devoted ehieftain. He raised his ride
q toll aim ,,nllnh the trirnnr and the frns