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the bolts
Oi Heaven rsnd the tall slmS. Their face was
pale
And hands; but thry. as by wizard charm,
Nor bows nor arrows had, the red man slew.
These are yonr enemies. The stranger chiefs
No ialsehoOd told, They across the waters
Come, Ike pigeons in the spring-tme. Thy
tribe |
Warn thou to beware. Whence came go.
She turnedIto look upon the shade, but be
Had vanished with the mists, as they, before
The rising morn, had fed. She sighed, she
Wept
That he had gone. But the rising light that
Chased the mists, aWoke the cheerful strains
that
Nature her children taught, In uature's ear
To sing. These songs, so varied yet so
Full Of glee, aWOke the maiden; she from
Her eyelids; shook the slumbers, wondering
That she had slept 50 long. Revolving what
Her dream so strange might mean shead'
dressed her
To her common toll.
But few suns had come
And gone ere the warrior youth returned.
He had seen, he said, th- pale-face chiefs
And warriors they were numerous as pigeons
In the time of mast, or shoals Of shallow
Water minnoW's. he said that many tribes
Of Red men had buried the scalping-knife
And war.club, and smoked the pipe Of peace
Peace among themselves--but war, crimson as
The life-stream and deadly as the bolts
Hurled by the ghosts that ride upon the storm,
Against the Pale face foe. Tawah prophet
Tawah prophet he exclaimed turning up
His eyes to heaven, while tremor shook
His manly frame, why art thou unfriendly
To the Red mani Did thy charm reveal nOught
But evil to the Red manS Will the great
Spirit send a blight on us-a wasting
Curse-oa us who years agOne, farther back
In the dim past than memoirs of our wise
Men raech, did the deer and for bis ful
Did shoot the otter on these same hunting
Groundss'
what saldthe TawAh prophet alarm ed
The maided asked, that does thy ynQuil min
So muchdisturbg'
'He said the youth replied
That scarce three times the moon her iu
round or
Unto the world would show, ere our pale-tac
Foes will come and fright away our game, Ou
Forests fell, and make the wster in that
River red with blood Of chiefs, gushing hot
, From their veins Wrath made his bod
rigi(
But il relaxed again ia fear as he
t Repeated the last words Of the Tawah
Prophet, Wayne! Presqu,ile! words that ever
indian warrior startles and shudders
8 To hear repeated. But harkl' he said, th'
Is the war whoop;' and grasping for his arm
He said, I go to battle for the braVei
Q To die, or satiate With blood foes
The thirst Of my fierce vengeance In plaii
' tiV
Voice, thus soliloquized the maid; 'ah mel
!; The Tawah'prophet to the warriors
}. Told the same, that in my dream, from airy
d lips, heard, of one thin as air who rode
k Upon the mists of morn, whittier he came.
Q, Some evil be desi the Red mans race, red W
Or wasting disease. The Great Spirits bfC
Is dark, wOen, with heavy vengeance
She turned toword Presqu'ile and saw Il
ID smo
H. And heard the rage Of war, cav the chief,
rs Turkey:oot the brave, tumble from the rock
b Whence he cheered his men on to the stern
Encounter; then drew a knife and to her
m Heart plunged it saying, With my tribe I'll
W And with them go to the land Of spirits
G1EAD, o. Oct 25th SbS