The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1873-01-10

lima, where we stopped. Here Patty
became acquainted with q young man
partly of Indian birth, who was i'm the
habit of visiting the camp for the pur-
pose of having his fortune told. She
soon became enamored with him, and
after his fashion they were married, she
agreeing to go with him to Louisiana,
which was his home, he belonging to
the tribe of Coupees. / was of course to
go with Patty. But now arose a dispute.
The gypsies, having become much at
tached to me on account of my singing,
refused to part with me, threatening
Patty to make known her retreat if she
did not comply with their request of
leaving me, promising to take good
care Of me. Though she had been cruel
enough to steal me, still she had proved
a kind mother to me, and refused to
leave me with the wild and treacherous
race, and by giving up what little she
possessed, and her husband giving them
a small sum of money-all he had
they consented and let us 90. Patty
has since told me that I have gypsy
blood in my veins. She said one after
noon my parents left me in her care.
Having been severely scolded that
morning by my mother, whom she says
she fairly hated, she says she deter
mined to do something for revenge.
My parents had been gone but a short
time when some children came to play
with my brothers. They all ran of,
/ leaving me alone with her. She sat
holding me upon her lap, thinking over
the past and trying to form some plan
for future malice, when suddenly a
noise arrested her attention towards a
window opening upon the verandah.
There she beheld the dark form of a gipsy
woman, who, trying TO open the win
dow, broke a pane of glass. She ad-
vanced into the room, much TO the
alarm of Patty, who was terribly fright
ened at her wicked expression, and,
throwing herself upon the rug at her
feet, asked her if she would like to know
the future. Her first feelings having
subsidized upon seeing no harm intended,
her curiosity gained the mastery, and
she presented her hand for inspection
into the various lines Of Palmestry.
You hate! You would seek re-
vengep gritted the old sooth-sayer be-
tween her teeth.
" You speak the TRUTH replied Patty.
rs this the child of your enemy?'
" 1T is.'
Steal herr whispered she in the
ear of my nurse. Listen. will tap a
vein in the childs arm and infuse some
of the hot, fierce blood from my own
pure Egyptian, hey? In few months
l will return with my tribe to these
parts, and when a good opportunity Of
fers you can give me some signal, when
l will transplant the tender plant TO a
home wild and free, though less grand
and pompous,' and drawing a small
phial from her bosom, she presented it
to Patty, telling her to give me a few
drops if l appeared drowsy. Next she
took a small knife from her belt and
tapped vein in my arm; then, per-
forming the same operation on herself,
she transferred the blood from her arm
to mine. Quickly washing it over with
some Of the liquid she had given Patty,
she prepared to depart, leaving her to
account for it as she pleased, which she
did by telling my mother direct false
hood-that L had fallen against the
glass door and cut my arm. Thus by
the TRANSMISSION Of blood did 1 become
united to the wild gypsy race, and this
scar" holding up her arm, 'T shall
carry to my grave as token of the
cruel act which deprived me of home
and friends and sent my parents heart
broken to their graves"
At this part of her narrative the Colo
mel could restrain his feelings no longer,
and gave vent to a fit of weeping as he
recalled to mind the time, long since
gone by, when he, romping boy, was
called to stand beside the open coffin Of
his mother, while grief for his little
sister was yet fresh within his mind.
II soon recovered my health, though
Patty said my eyes never looked the
samei and l was not as gentle as before,
though probably that was more on ac-
count of mother allowing me to act as I
pleased, for after this was petted more
than ever. At the expiration Of the
time agreed upon the old gypsy re-
turned, and became the victim of the
revenge of one and the heartless wick
edness of the other.
GAS soon as Patty and her husband
whose name was Sanutee, arrived at
Louisiana, they agreed to raise me as
their own child, and they procured fol
me bright scarlet shawl, which Patty
wrapped around me like blanket. My
hair and eyes being jetty black, helped
to favor the deception. Every morning
1 was plunged into water colored with
some herb, which gave to my brunette
face a still darker shade; and then, dec
Grating my feet with moccasins and my
arms, neck and ears with gaudy jewels
she would hold me up to her husbands
gaze, triumphantly exclaiming:
" 'AIissy's child! Patty's piccaninnyl
Patty's papooser and she and SanuteC
would lovingly caress me. One little
iocket she attached to a string of bright
glass beads, and fastening it securely
J around my neck. told me always II