Des Arc citizen., 1859-11-02

TRAcIse PEDIGREE Some men are boaslful of their ancestry, while others are entirely devoid of all pride of birth, and have no more respect for the genea- logical table of their forefathers than they have for Poor Richards Almanac. The late John Randolph, of Roanoke, used to assert his belief that he was descended from the celebrated Indian Princess, Poca- hon,as. but it is not known that he ever established his claim to that distinction.
 Many years ago there lived in near State young gentleman who took Il into his head that, like John Randolph, he was of Indian descent, though, unlike John, he did no, know exactly the tribe to which his forelalhers belonged. The idea was perfect monomania with him, notwithstanding the efforts of his friends to convince him of the folly of his pre- tensions, 10 say nothing of the absardity of them. even if they could be establish- ed. The favorite notion, however, could no, be eradicated from his mind, and he promised his friends that he would one day convince them that he was right in his claims.
 Having heard that depu,aiion of h. dians were at Washington, on visit to their great Father the President, he promptly repaired to that city, and ar- ranging with the gentleman who had them in charge, his friends Tn the city were surprised to receive an invitation to ac- company him on visit to the Red Men, before whom he proposed to verify his pretensions. The party met as requested, and found the Indians sitting on the floor, smoking their pipes, and manifesting but hnle appreciation of the honor of the visit
 Having arranged his friends at re- spectful distance from the aged chief, who still regarded the visitors with stolid in- difference, the young man stepped boldly from the center, and presumihg that il would require some show of energy to arouse the chiefs from their apparent apathy, be placed his hand on his breast, and said with great Gearlessness:
 Me Indian--long time ago!"
 The Chief, who was not skilled in talk ing English took his pipe from his mouth, but evinced no emotion whatever. The speaker then thinking thai more violent gesture and louder tone would be neces- sary, struck hts hand upon his breast with much force, and said in louder tone:
 Yes--me--l lndlan-long time ago.
 Without moving muscle of his face, the old Chief slowly arose from his sitting posture, and turned his eagle eye on the speaker. His friends say that the Chief evidently understood, or at least appeared to understand, the meaning of the speech addressed to hun, and they gazed iniently on the solemn proceeding. The young man bore the searching glance of the h. dian without emolion. All felt that the "tme had come.
 Moving sufficiently close to the speaker, the Chief raised his hand, and carefully taking lock of the young mans hair be- tween his finger and thumb, gently rub bed 1t between them for moment. All stood breathless. Quietly withdrawing his hand, the Chief uttered the slight pe- culiar Indian grunt, and said Mig This altogether unexpected denouement ended the interview, and the discomhted descendant of the Tommyhawks retired with his friends, the latter roaring with laughter, and the former filled with a most sovereign contempt for his degene- rate Indian relations.