Juniata sentinel. [volume] (Mifflintown, Pa.) 1846-1873, 1872-02-14
nIFFLINTOwN, JUNAvA COUNTY. PENN'A, FEBRUARY


of her red brother plead with her. Her
heart is as the ice ON the river bosom
The horns Of the deer hang up in the
wigwam, but he goes no more to the
chase. His hearts heavy, for the Dove
flutters away"
"Letaki knows the Dove loves him
not Her heart has gone forth to an
other Janet murmured. as her head
dropped low over her work.
The old trapper was oblivious of any
thing passing, as, having finished his
task, he walked back and forth through
the apartment. pausing now and then to
brighten up the logs which glowed
ruddily on the hearth. sending sudden
shower of sparks into the room. which
fell and turned black where they lay.
Janet started up in eager haste, as
che heard the sharp hoofs of an approach
ing horse, and long ere the echo of his
STEPS had ceased, she had flung the door
open, and stood trembling with anticipa
ten on the threshold.
A stranger dismounted, and the light
from the cabin played over his drenched
figure, as he asked permission to enter.
"Come in, and welcome. Old jamie
Turner would turn no man away in such
storm as this. Tie your horse under
yonder shed. IT'S a sore night for the
poor beast. but we have no better quart
ers for him, and Ill be out of the driv-
ing rain"
The new conner was man about fifty
"A stranger in those parts. He looked
careworn, and bore marks of toll.
Come, girl, let's see what we can find
in our hut for SUPPER" said her old
father.
Janet sprang blithely up, forgetting for
once her disappointment that the new ar
rival had proved stranger. Soon the
yellow corn cake steamed on The table,
and the rashers of bacon, hanked by
yellow eggs, followed. As they gather
ed around the homely fare, the stranger,
under the genial influence of warm
welcome, and the fragrant tea. grew quite
sociable. He told them be was from the
East. His name he gave as Eden.
l lost ny road and but for your friendly
light, might have made repast for the
wolves, Or target for the red skins be-
fore morning l have come to these
wilds to look for brother, who was al
ways Of roaming turn. He got the
Western fever when boy, ana we've
never seen him since, though we heard
through some trappers. who took trip
down to New York, that he was in high
favor with the Indians-had married a
a ayoungsquaw-Orramel, they called her
one of the Chippewas.
Letati turned his gaze upon the speak
er. An Indian never allowed his feel
ings to be reflected in his face, which is
as impossible as marble.
"The pale face would know Of Orra-
mel and her chiefl
"Yes; can you tell me anything about
her ~
"Orramel sleeps with her fathers -
The pale faced chief who bore her to his
wigwam, went to the happy hunting
ground many moons since. Orramel
the pride of the forest, ffes beside him.
She was my mother"
Then you are my nephew, and an
Indian!" he added, in tones in which
pleasure and disappointment struggled
for the supremacy.
The fire flashed in Letaki's eyes, as he
drew up bis form in naughty anger.
"The white man despises that race
which once was more than the stars in
the skys; its chiefs have hunted the
elk and the deer for ages in these forests,
ere the white man came with poisoned
breath to wither his red brother The
Indian asks only to dwell where his
fathers went to the chase, and when his
eye gets dim, and his arm weak. he will
fade away like the Autumn leaf and fall
alone =
Like king he stood there, with bis
lofty bearing, his head thrown back, and
the expression of outraged pride shining
through his features. So felt Mr.. Eden.
who advanced toward him, saying; "You
are right. l am proud of you, let us be
friends"
Letaki waved his extended hand aside
with gentle dignity, as be answered: at
is we'll So"
The wind suddenly veered round, and
with fearful shrek died away in the
paths of the dim forest. With a shrick,
a sound of human woe was mingled a
sound which brought all to their feet, in
wonder save the Indian, who with the
stolidity Of his race, remained silent and
unmoved.
Father it is Henry's voice The boys
are in dangerl' cried the frightened girl,
as she attempted to rush from the cabin.
"Stay," said Mr.. Eden; your life
must not be periled. We will 60 out
and see who needs our help"