Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1867-12-10
ENEMIES.


handful of pale-faces might increase in
numbers, aud power, until they would
one day dispossess him of his heritage
tho wooded halls of his ancestors.
The dusky warrior welcomed the pale
face, in the simplicity of his heart,
giving him the lands whercon to plant
his colonies, deliberately allowing him
TO establish a nation destined to absorb
the entire continent. Even when the
| colonies were weak and as little chill
dren before him, in the magnanimous
plenitude of his power, he reposed in
fancied security, allowing the pale-faced
stranger to encroach more and more
upon his domain. Wrong to the Indian
was inauguratcd from the very first, al
both the Jamestowna and Plymouth settle
ments. Powhatan and his people were
whecdled out Of their rich lands, the
old chieftain even losing his daughter in
the arrangement, and there, by the
way, is tho earliest period in American
history where John Smith became prom
iueut he has been mythically so ever
since.
Almost the first thing the Pilgrims
did after landing, was to steal corn from
the Indians. Being out on a prospect
ing trip one day, they camo across
certain peculiar looking little hillocks
of bark and earth, which they had tho
curiosity to open, and were much graft
fed at finding them filed with Indian
corn, being the firstdiscovcry ever made
of that important article of food. They
liked it, so they helped themselves to
corn. Our Pilgrim Fathers were a
s,ernly religious set, but they appar-
entity were unable to perceive that the
Indians had any rights which the white
man was bound to respect, therefore,
after making treaties of the most ad
vantageous character to themselves,
securing more and moro of the Indian
lands, as they grew more and more
powerful they took advantage of every
little war with their dusky neighbors,
growing out of agressions on both sides,
to secure more territory.
Those stern old Puritans were not
always as straight-laccd in their deport-
meut and decorum rs they might have
been, among the Indians ; no more than
their defendants are at the present day.
They used to get on their gin OCCASION
ally, according to the best authorities,
and make night hideous." Then was
the time aye bloody salvOgcs" and all
their folks had to keep out of the way
for q while. Oliver Wendell Holmes
hits them pretty we'll in tho follow
ing lines:
Twas on adreary Winters eve, the night was
closing dim,
When old Miles Standish took the bowl, and
flled 10 TO the brim;
The little Captain stood and stirred the possei
with his sword,
And all his sturdy men at arms werc ranged
about the board.
He poured the fiery Hollands in-the man that
never feared
He took n long and solemn drought, and wiped
his yellow beard:
Aud one by ono the muskctccrs-thc men that
fought and prayed
All drank as 'twerc their mother's milk, and not
asoul afraid.
That night. affrighted from his neat, the scream.
ing eagle few,
He heard the Pequots ringing whoop. tho sol.
And there the sachemlearncd the rule no taught
TO kth and kin;
"Run from the white man when you ,1nd he
smells Of Hollands gin"
And it has been "run from the white
man." ever since. The then untutored
savage was moro untutorcd than the un.
tutored savage Of the present day
Those noble IONS Of the forest, have
long since passed away to dwell in the
" happy hunting grounds" and those
who have succeeded them, are all de-
generated, just in proportion as they
have emulated the vices of the pale-face,
"Run from the. white man." That
idea has been we'll acted upon.
From time to time the savage has
stood at bay, but only until a new
treaty was made, and q basis established
for making him run still farther. The
white man and the red man now know
and appreciate each other rs natural
enemies, the white man seeing only his
own "mauifcst Destiny" while the red
man with respondent yet unbroken spirit
contemplates the Irresistible onward
march Of his %encroaching enemy, and
Notwithstanding all temporary treaties,
he feels %measurooly justified in any and
all treachery towards his destroyer.
Slowly but surely the race Of tho red
man is fading away before the irresisti-
BILE onward march and demoralizing
vices of civilization. Back from the
~sea-coasts on both sides Of the contin-
ent they are driven towards the vast in
terror, and the great continental rail-
road still bids them "run from the white
man." The savage looks back in sub
dued defiance as he retires before his
implacable foe, but retire he must. His
race is nearly run, and in a few short
years will be totally extinct naught re-
naming to remind US of the "noble red
man" but the sketches of the artist, the
records of the pen, and the famed
speeches of such as Logan and Satanic.
WAGER OFrERED.-Wcston, the Pc
dcstrian, succeeds in having q great
deal of noise made about his alleged