The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1869-10-08

denied me (and = friendlsss or.
phan). There was no resource now,
but to seek consolation in the flow
ing bowl. I drew my flask from
my pocket, but it was all in vain.
A sign confronted me which said /:
mo drinking allowed on the
premises. -asr -.... r.- s..t
On that spot I might have per-
ished from thirst but for the saving
words of an honored maxim that
fitted through my memory at the
critical moment All signs fail
in dry time" Common law takes
precedence Of the statutes. I was
saved.
/ THE NOBLE RID MAN. ~.
The noble red man has always
been a darling of mine. Iloyc to
read about him in the tales and le-
gends and romances. I love to
read Of his inspired sagacity; and
his love Of the wild free life Of
mountain and forest and his grand
truthfulness, his hatred Of treaoh-
cry, and his general nobility of
character !; and his mctaphorical
manner Of speech and his chival-
rous love for his dusky maiden =;
and the picturesque pomp Of his
dress and accoutrement. When l
70 und the shops at Niagara Falls
full Of dainty Indian bead-work,
and stunning mocassins, and equal
ly stunning toy-6gures representing
human beings, who carriedthe weap-
ons in holes bored through their
arms aud bodies, and had feet shap-
ed like . pie, | was filed with emo
tion, I know that now at last I
was going to come face to face with
Noble Red Man. A lady clerk in
. shop told me. indeed, that all her
curiosities were made by the Indi-
ans, and that there were plenty
about tho Falls, and that they worc
friendly, and it would not be dan
gerous to speak to them. And sure
enough as / approached the bridge
le: ding over to Lena leland, /.
came upon noble Son of.thc For
est, sitting under tree, dilligent-
ly at work on q bead reticule. He
wore slouched hat and brogans,
and had short black pipe, in his
mouth. Thus does the baneful
contact With our effeminato civili-
zation dilute the picturesque pomp
which is 50 natural to the indian
when far removed from US in bis ma
two haunts. I addressed the relic
Is follows &~''+ f5@' 2'. ~. ~.
els the Wawhoo- Yang -Whang
Of the Whack-a-Whack happy =!
Docs the great Speekled Thunder
sigh for the war-path, or is bis
heart contented with dreaming Of
bis dusky maiden. the Pride Of the
Forest :? Does the mighty sachem
yearn to drink the blood of his en-
cmies, or is he satisfied to make
bead reticules for .ie papooses Of
the pale-face +? Speak sublime
relic Of bygone grandeur venera-
bic ruin, speak !"
! The relic said ....~.~. ..
=" An 10 it meself. Dennis Hoo
ligan, that ye'd be takin' for ,
bloody Injun, ye drawlin'. lantern
jawed. spider-legged divil! By the
piper that played before Moses, I'll
ate ye !"
| went away from thore.
BY the by, in the neighborhood
|of the Terrapin Tower, I came up
~ gentle daughter Of the sbori-
es, IN fringed and beaded buck
noccasins and leggins, seated
oench with her pretty wares
er. She had Just carved
ooden chief that had . strong
Anee to , clothesspin. and
II boring hole through bis
II TO put bis bow through.
Ited : moment and then sd-
her !: ....<-.ztas
q NE heart Of the forost maid
III h? Is the Laughing Tad
loaely? Does she mourn over
\ kti6guished council fires Of her
pnd the vanished glory Of her
An06stors? Or does her sad spirit
wander far towards the hunting
grounds whittier her brave Gobblcr-
of-the-Lightnings is gone Why
10 my daughter silent! Has she
aught against tho pale-face stran-
ger?
The maiden said !:
"Faix, an is it Biddy Malone
ye dare to be callin' names! Lave
this or I'll shy your lean carcass
over the cathsract, ye sniveling
bsgyard. @@a - : s'se
l adjourned from there also. -
"Confound these Indians" l said;
.'they told me they we're tame;
but, if appearances should 60 for
anything, | should say they were
al on the war paths.
I made ono more attempt to fra
'torni5o with them, and only one.
| came upon camp Of them gath
cred in the shade Of . great tree,
making wampum and moccasins,
and addressed them in the language
Of friendship
"Noble Red Men, Braves, Grand
Sachems, Wsr-Chiefs, Squaws, and
High-you-Muck- ~ Mucks. the pale
face from the land Of the setting
sun grests you! Bene6eent Pole
est-you. Devosrer Of Mountains
You, Roaring Thuudergust-
Bullyboys-with-a--Glas--
pale face from beyond the great
waters grsets you al. War and