Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1875-07-07
In Indian Girl,s Love.

The following romantic and pathetic ac-
count OF the love and death from broken
heart OF the daughter OF the celebrated Sioux
chief Spotted Tail, who has just been on
visit to Washington on affairs relating TO the
Blacl; Hills region. was taken from the adj
vance sheets of General Brisbin's book
During tho latter years of the war, part OF
Spotted fail', family remained for time at
Fort Laramie, and with them was his favor
ito daughter, young girl just budding into
Nomauhood. The fort was then garrisoued
by companies Of an Ohio regiment of volun-
tecr cavalry Among the officers Of thi,
regiment was a young man of good appear
anee and pleasant manners, and with whom
the chiefs daughter fell in love. Her pas
sion does not seem to have been reciprocated
10y the young soldier and he did all in his
power to convince her he could not marry
her and, therefore, it would be wrong in
him 10 pay his addresses 10 her. But the
infatuated girl would not be convinced, and
could not understand why she, princess and
the daughter Of the most powerful chief on
the plains, was not a suitable wife for the
roung soldirr. Day after day she would
iicss herself with scrupulous care, and come
to the fort 10 see her beloved. 1t was pitia-
bic to observe her, as hour after hour she
would sit on the doorstep of the young Off
GERS quarters waiting for him TO come out
Spotted tail, hearing of the strange conduct
of his daughter, and deeply mortified at hel
want Of seli-respect hastened to the fort, and
putting her in charge of some kind friends
babe thcm carry her OFF into the Rocky
Mountains, where portion Of his tribe
lNeli and endeayor in every way TO make
htl forget her unfortunate love. She went
away mcekly enough, but fell into a deer
malhucholy, from which no effort of friends
could grouse her. Presently she refused to
take any food, and pined away to mere
skeleton.
One day courier whose horse was white
with foam, sought the great chief, and told
him that his daughter was dying of broken
heart, and wished TO see him once more be-
fore she passed TO the happy spintland.
Away over mountain and stream hurried the
chief, and paused not for food or rest until
he reached the bedside of his beloved child.
lie found her stil alive but fast sinking, and
she bid him sit close beside her, and hold
her Aeshless hands in his, while she told him
all her simple story of love and suffering and
a broken heart. She said 81 shall soon
be at rest, my father, and with those Of our
kindred who have gone before. In that
beautiful land | will wait for you, and you
will soon come to join me, dear father for
your locks are whitened with years Of care [;
you are fast growing old and tired You are
great chief and have yet many warriors,
but the pale faces are more numerous than
the leaves of the forest, and | pray you to
cease from warning with them. Spare your
people, my chief, rest yet little while in
peace, and you will have reached the end Of
your journey of life aud come to join me in
the happy home to which am now going.
The pale faces are his people, and between
you and them hope war will never come
again. And, o my father and my chief,
when | am dead, take my poor wasted body
and lay it ON the hill beside the fort, where
learned TO love so we'll" The pulseless
hands grew cold as the great chief promised