Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1869-10-21
ttThe Old Man Of the Mountain"
A. InaRNn.

a A00GNOs
A correspondent of the Boston Trans
cript, writing from the Profile House, gives
the following pleasing legend Of one: Of the
most remarkable wonders Of the mountain
world; Ss.' : -
Whoever visits the White Mountains of
New Hampshire, does not soon forget that
prohle OF the human face, carved in the
solid stone, and known as the 'Old Man
of the Mountain. :; ::..'s,i -
Abruptly projecting from the recedine
side of the precipice, the profile stands out
against the western sky, 1900 feet above
the little lake below. There is no mista-
king tho featureB-the massive forehead:
the heavy brow; the shardly- defined nose ;
the slightly -parted lips; the senile chin
all are there, chiselled by nature, complete
! symmetrical, and with an expression of
more than mortal sadness. -.
How came the profile there? By what
cunning hand have been traced those lines
of enduring sadness? Is the Old Man
now what he ever has been, or was he
once living, sentient being We asked,
! and in reply, as we gazed at his sad face
from the shores of the little lake, received
the following. =
Among these mountains there lived for
ages undisturbed the Indian god Ulala. -
On the little plain near by stood his wig
wan, facing the sun, which only at midday
shone into this mountain fortress little
beyond the plain. surrounded BY towering
walls Of granite, its waters cool as an Al
pine spring, there nestless a quiet lake. On
it's fair bosom he padded his light canoe:
from its sparkling depths, with q line Of
sinews, he drew the frisky trout; along its
pebbled shores he chased the timid deer.
| or sped his jasper-headed arrow swift to the
| very heart of the impr,,dent stag, which, in
| native vanity, sported with it's mirrorel self
| along the brink of its quiet waters; and
ever, when the shades of evening fell. he
loved to commune with his departed braves,
whose spirits, ~ if conscious of the sur
rounding grandeur. still fingered on the
misty mountain-tops, there to repeat again
and again his every call. .n,.''I
For bis people he exercised a paternal
care He told them where was found the
evergreen hemloek from which their bows
were made; he pointed out to them the
hidden paths among the mountains; he
taught them the medicinal properties of
plants, how to bind up wounds, and BY
what magic to drive away evil spirits; he
explained to them the mystery of their orr
gin, the rites of their religion, and the re-.
wards which awaited only the brave in the
land of the Hereafter. ,.f {; :, 49,.
of Ulala, Guant Famine had not entered
the wigwams of his people. Consuming
Fever was ever checked BY his simple iniedi-
cines, and his braves, strengthened by the
life-giving air of tho mountains, never fall
ed in battle. Often did Ulala rejoice at his
children's prosperity. But an evil dav
brought from the south the pale man, scat
tering diseases in his path and dealing death
among Ulala's people. AS he 4dvaneed,
red man eretreated. Victory ever stayed
with his terrible weapons Ulala watched
the unequal contest and Inourned over his
vanquished and fleeing children. No long
or YVES tho song of the Indian maiden or
the echoing whoop of the dusky warrior
heard among these hills. Toward the set
ting sun the red men, torn and bleeding,
turned their, lettering {, footsteps. Ulala
climbed the mountain side and watched
with heavy heart and fearful eye their re-
treating forms. In the distance the athlet-
10 Indian became speck-the speck moth
ing-all war gonel A tear fell from the
cheek of Ulala, rolled down the mountain
side and formed the little lake boneath.-
Suddenly his breath ceased-his forehead
of unhappy Ulala were transformed to this
promo On ever enduring 9ranlte And thus
shall it ever remain. facing tho western sky
in grand but gloomy majesty; and as long
as time shall endure, the traveller among
these mountains will be reminded of the
white mans cruelties, the red mans wrongs,
as he gazes into the sad, stony features OF
Ulala. vthe, Old Man oftho Mountain
ANEcDorE OF COUNT BlsMAncK.-A Siles-
ian paper gives the following anecdote Of
Count Bismarck: Tho peasants on tho
Counts estate had got into the bad habit
of working on Sundays. The Count heard
of it, and wrote to the hailifi, ''rhere must
be an end of that" The bailiff answered.
''The people are not to blame. Six days,
from morning to evening, they have to
work on tho estate, and yet they have their
own bit of land to look after. and 80 they
have only Sunday loft to do it
in" But tho Count will not listen
to such excuses, and writes
back From this timc forward
now order ia to be introduced. When
my people have l"nd, and their corn is
ripe, they are to begin with their own first. "
The bniiiff informs the peasants of tho
Counts commands. and adds, ''rut now no
moro work Oh Sundays" The result ia that
the peasants soy to each other, ''The mas.
ter shnll not lose farthing by caring for
rs first, SO let us work with a will, and
thew do it, too. Never was tho work done
90 we'll and so rapidly, and tho bailiff could