The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1873-01-17

Indian girl, as was supposed to be-
Tenderly she watched over me, and
dearly did she love me, fearing lest I
should sometime wish to leave her and
despise my forest home, but this sorrow
she was spared from beholding. My
time was often spent in company with
Goodspeed, whom liked very mach;
but after my unhappy termination with
Lenardo I never could love another
We often roamed the forest together in
search of game, and would try to excel
each other in bringing down the first
prize. Then again we would rufiie the
waters of the bright Tennessee, as we
padded our canoes over its smooth sur
face and it was on one of these excur-
sions that / first learned the story of his
love. Never shall forget that night.
The moon never shone as bright since,
nor the stars never seemed so brilliant
in the heavens. Scarcely leaf moved
as the sweet breeze of a July evening
swept over our brows. listened to his
tale, how he had loved me, fearing to
breathe it, scarcely daring to hope; how
his loved ones had all gone, and lastly
how he had once loved a bright Indian
maid, whom he had loved in vain. To
this last 1 listened attentively, and
when he at last asked me to be the light
of his wigwam, buried my face within
my hands as I was about to answer
him, when suddenly an arrow came
whizzing through the air, and my lover
dropped over the side of the canoe.
Most maidens would have screamed at
the suddenness of the frightful act,
which to those brought up in civiliza-
tion would have seemed more delicate
and refined than sitting statute-like,
gazing into the gurgling waters as his
body sank to rise no more.
Hal ha! ha, Bright squaw mine
at lastr yelled the demoniacal voice OF
Eagle Eye rs 1 neared the shore, and
leaping into the boat, he grasped my
arm until 1 screamed with pain. Really
fearing him, whose countenanee might
have made stouter hearts quail, dis
guised my feelings by strong effort
and looked at him defianuy till he re-
laxed his hold, as he sarcastically
Missed, 'Bravep
What means the great chief? Why
pursue the young squaw, whom you
know has done no harm? You know
hate youl What wrong did the young
chief do you? / abhor your hated pres
ence! Leave me and return to your
wigwam-to Patty, who has the misfor-
tune to be your wife,
Leave you, hey, when 1 have
pierced the heart of the young chief to
gain you? No! You are minel There
is none on these lone waters to take you
from me- and he yelled like fiend rs
he lifted me from the boat like he would
a baby.
'Ah, one is near who will protect
her childp exclaimed a voice from the
thick brush, and in an instant Patty
stood revealed to view.
"With one bound I fell weeping upon
her breast. Patty! Pattyp screamed
/, kill that hateful Indian! He is not
worthy to occupy the place of the good
Sanutee! Or, stop! Give me thisg and
I grasped pistol from her belt. Il will
see that he troubles you nor me no
morep and without any conscientious
scruples would have shot the wretch
at my feet, had he not quicker than
thought grasped the uplifted arm and
took the weapon from me, and before ]
could even suspect his design, Patty
fell bleeding at my feet.
"'Oh, Patty my mother = screamed
1 as lifted her head to revive her. but
alas! though it was the first time the
cruel monster had ever handled fire.
arms, yet he had not missed his aim,
her heart. Though she could scarcely
srticulate, she told me in a few words
what little 1 know concerning my birth
and so on, and told me by all means to
keep that locket and the pistol, which
had belonged to my father; but the lat
ter could never obtain, for Eagle Eye,
in his superstition, thought that as its
owner was dead it was of no account,
and consequently threw it into the
river. 1 thought rs knelt beside her
in the still lone night, and heard her
dying prayers to the Good Spirit to for
give her the wrongs she had done, that
my beacon of light had gone out. and
that 1 was indeed a child of misfortune.
Heaven only knows the agony I en-
dured, alone and unprotected. in the
i presence of that fearful man, but whom
= l needed not. He stood with arms
folded, gazing upon me with grim salts.
5 faction. He suffered me to give full
l vent TO my feelings unmolested, boor
: / little expected. As Patty breathe,
# her last a sort of supernatural strength
: seemed to pervade my whole body, an,
l raised my now fearless eyes to thos
= of my tormentor. Let us bury her,
+. said I in a voice SO hoarse that he fairl,
e started. Obeying my request, he helpei
to remove her body to a place which
= pointed out; and there, beneath larg
tree, did cover her grave with flower
Y and leaves; and there, for the secon,
2 time. did 1 kneel down in my viii,
d grief and moisten the grave of a love,
t one with tears.
e "With the knowledge of my strang
K history came bitter feelings, and neJ