The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1859-03-10


ty that could keep my hands of of him, but
my promise 10 Redmond considered sacred
and chokcd my resentment as best | could. and
for the time being, submitted to bc insulied
without an attempt to vindcate my manhood.
Before leaving him, he said TO me. in man
ner which seemed to indicate a desire on his
part to apologize for what he had previously
said, Med, have always liked you, but you can
not change my purposes I shall leave here, and |
hope you will ever be as true friend Of the
lovely Keemoni as you have heretofore proved
yourself; she is a noble girl, and, were she
white, she should not remain here ia the back
woods, but would take her home with me, and
make her fine ludy-as it is, must leave; |
must, in short, be diShenordble. Is this a salts
factory confesson7 Do not mention the sub
ject again. said he, brushing away tear which
he tried to conceal, 1.-The Fates have decreed that
| shall go, aud submit to my destiny. shall
visit the village on Sunday next, and will leave
here on Monday. Shall meet you there r |
promised that would be there, and left, to
think over the ten thousand thoughts which
came rushing upon my mind, Poor Keel
mondr thought, how little do you realize
your fate"
The next day, which think was Friday, |
sought out Redmond again, AID informed her Of
my visit to Mr. Lenox. She anxously inquired
after him--wanted TO know if he was WELL and
manifested all the tenderness and solcitude for
him, that was possible She did not complain, but
when told her that he was coming on Sunday
to bid her good-by, her countenance lit up with
secret joy which then little understood.
al will never see him again." she said in
tone Of resignation, which was little prepared
to hear "Poor Charles !" exclaimed she. " |
hope he will be happy" and getting up, left the
place where we had been sitting, and soon re .
turned with beautiful pair of moccasins, in
wrought with beads, which she had worked
with her own hands, and while the tears stood
in her eyes, said
"Give these to him when he comes, and say
to him that Redmond will always think of and
love him, that when he is far away, she wishes
him to keep these, which have made for him
and when he looks at them, remember the wild
flower, as he always calls me. which he met in
the far off West. Tell him this, for cannot
and you will prove yourself the friend that
have always thought YOU
!, She turned awey towards the village. ieaving
me seated there unable to utter word. Long
did | remain. A sorrow which could no.
remove, had taken possession of me- and my
only thoughts were pity for poorKselmond.
: Slnlay morning came, and hasened 10 the
lage--wo.dering whether should see Keel
( mond.-wondering how Charles Lenox would
take leave of the Old Chief and his daugh ers.-
, On arriving there. saw several Indians sur
+ rounding the door of the Chiefs wgwam. -
Sorrow was depicted in their countenances.
hastcned up and--how shall relate it-thert
= lay the beautiful Richmond, with countenanct
as sweet and composed if she was in gen
0 tie seep--dead. She had clmed up tree whicl
ovcrhung the river, and, like the gentle Ophelia
"lell in the weeping brook where she wa
i found soon after by her sister, who had gone il
r search of her.
e In her bosom was concealed paper, on whic
f Was written these words
y 81 do not wish to live. I will 60 TO III
bright hunting grounds which lie beyond thi
life, and wait until he comes--to that land wher
we will all be of one color, where will no onge
be AN milan. Them he will love me, then
= shall be happy. Good by, CHARLES Your Kee
r moud will wait for you until you come !"
Il When ChirleS L,nox heard of the death o
a Redmond, he resolved not 10 60 to the village
| but to leave that part of the country as soon d
= possible. For several weeks he had not viste
o the village.
r Komeohe mournel the loss Of her sister wit
t grief that was almost nconsolable, but whc
= the letter was shown her which had been foun
4 in Keelmond's bosom, she uttered the deep ours
. of her tribe on him who had caused this sorrow
e and. recovering her sel-possession, she 500
T left the village, undiscovered by any one. Sh
}, sought out Charles Lenox, and with poisoned
e arrow revenged the death Of her sister The lw
0 were buried together on little mound not ia
S from the village, where, for many years they re
e mained undisturbed--until the friends OF MIR
/ Lenox removed his remains to Boston.
| Not many years Afterwards, the Old Chief an
i his tribe, moved farther West to keep out of tn
way of advancing civilization. He has sine
, died but his daughter, Komeohe, still lives il
0 the backwoods beyond the Mississippi, the viii
] of one of the 6raNs Of her fathers tribe, an
n is surrounded by family of children he love
e lisst OF which, beautiful girl of fifteen sum
mers, is named Redmond, after the heroine o
. this story.
S Many long years have passed since the Incl
!. dents which have h.re described--many year
e Of care and trouble. The red men who in
= habitod our country then, have passed away
t until now, scarcely one remains to tell tn
g story of their wrongs--we think Of them as O
t wild beasts seldom giving them credit for pos
{ sessing thos1 finer feelings Of the soul whic
= we claim for ourselves, but while | rememSe
: the selfsacri6cing love of the gentle Redmond
The de nIh of her nntinn the nlIriiu of all hn