Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1859-10-03
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We have already published thetfack of tha |
elopement of Boston girl with an Indian |
whom she had selected for her dusky mate
The details OF this romantic affair are thus Civ:
en- in the Palmer (Sfass.) Journal
A partysof Old Town or Norridgewock Indi>
ans encamped Mt East Boston a few weeks
since, and among the visitors to their tent toll
purchase baskets, came a young school girl, fit.
teen years of age, the daughter of wealthy
merchant living in Harrison Square, She be.
came acquainted with young fellow of the
9arty called John Newell, and from reading
'Hiawatha" pr some other Indian legend, she
conceived the idea Of abandoning civilization
and adopting the nomadic life of the dusky sons
OF the forest About the same time John New
ell and one or two others of the Indian party
.etnoyed from East Bostonto Ware where they
nave been selling baskets. Last week John res
turned to East Boston, but came back again on
Thursday afternoon with young lady, white,
beautiful and of genteel appearance. They
stopped at the hotels, the girl paying all bills,
out subsequently took up their quarters in the
Indian tent near the village There they re-
manned undisturbed till Sunday morning, the
lady of apparent wealth and accomplishments
sleeping the ground with her dusky com
panions.
Mcantimethe father missed his daughter, and
nscertaincd that she had eloped with an Indian
lie sought for herlin every town around Boston,
puL COulu slnu IeF.- he Inen telegr0pned
all over the country, and was answered by
message from Ware that white girl was stop.
! ping there with party of Indians. Accom-.
panied by a.p0lice officer aud revolver the
father started Immediately to recover his daugh-
tier and wreak vengeance on her Swarthy CONS
panion. He reached Ware early on Sunday
morning, aud proceeded directly to the Indian
tent. John saw the father and officer coming,
and with native instinct ran for the woods
The meeting OF the father and daughter can
| I,vttet TIC lnaglncu than described With pa>
rental Kindness he received his crring child into
arms. out mad her Indian protector been present
he would have killed him on the spot
Theg girl accompanied her father to the hotel,
and the story getting out, several hundred per.
sous gathered around to get sight at the girl
| by and by Indian John came to the hotel and
/ had an interview with the father. John seemed
rather penitent. lie stated that the girl pro-
posed and planned the eopement-that she was
| as pure and yirtnous as she was when she left
| her fathers rOOt-that they came from Boston to
Ware in one day, and though they slept in the
same tent for three MI hts, they slept apart from
each other. This statement was confirmed by
lJohn's brother and his wife, who had slept IN
the tent with them each, night
The girl whose name is Maria, says that she
/ took ttiS step to plague her step.mother, who
had ill-treated her. She hid her clothes in a
school house the night before Starting, and the
next day went from home to attend school at
South Boston, met her Indian lover and 0ed
viii. tri'i, to Ware. She nad plenty OF money,
| SO that they Travelled by first class conveyance
they left the cars at West Brookheld, footed it
to Warren, and then hired man to convey
them to Ware. Her father told her she had
made matters much worse by her imprudcnt
conduct, whereupon she burst into tears and
said that she must have been crazy She is
highly educated, and her parents move among
the upper. ten" of Boston. The father came
disguised in dress and endeavored to keep his
name and residence a secret. The father, daugh.
ter, and police officer left Ware for Boston in
the forenoon on Sunday, and the disappointed
Indian lover returned to his wigwam to pine
over the loss Of his pale faced sweetheart BY
this time we have no doubt, the young girl is
convinced Of her rnprudeuce, and is now as
contented to live in high style in Harrison
Square, as she was to sleep on the ground with
half dozen dirty Indians. Her adventure is
so tull of romance that we expect Longfelow
or some other famous poet will immortaze it
in Hiawathian styles
''Te! us how the lusky Indian
s,