The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1879-02-04
MisrfAanp.
AN UNExPEGTED MEETING.
The Indian Whq Could Talk Good
Engiish.

[. In the spring OF loZO Staleiy lnuiau
Chief, accompanied by three young men,
who, from their striking resemblance Of
him, appeared to be his sons, presented
a written order, regularly signed and
sealed, from the. Agent OF the British
Government at Montreal, to the cou1.
mandant Of store and fort on the from
tier of the Indian country,fo some pow
der, which was included In the subsidies
annually granted TO the Aborigines. The
robes worn by the chief end his retinue
OF sons were OF white buffalo skin, ricbi
" ornamented with wampum, and fringed
with long black locks Of hair, Two
horns protruded from the head OF the old
chief, and stuffed black hawk was
perched between them as his crest Over
his shoulders hung superb red poncho,
and his light blue leggings and brown
moccasins we're proinsely ornamented
with silver bells a..
The commander OF the fort surveyed
the noble.looking Indian for some time
with admiration, as he executed the or
der presented to him. s a s
"Look brother" said the Indian to the
white man who accompanied him to the
stockade in front of the fort; "these are
the chiefs Of ten bands of the Athabascs
Chippe, who are waiting for the powder
Of their great father beyond the sail
lake; and woe to the Sioux of the South
when they have it in their pouches"
You speak English well, sir" ssid
the commandant with surprise, as ht
listened to the Indians voice 2fil
81 ought" replied the chief with
laugh; SIT is my native tongua-l am
Scotchman !"
! "a what p cried the commandan
grasping his hand and looking at hin
with surprise; sand from what part dc
Iyou come pr .rsa af
"From Edinburgh"
"My own native placel And wha'
part of Edinburgh 7"
"From Carruber's Close, where The
houses are loftier than these maguofas
and the hrae sleeper than the activity o
the bluff.
81 am from the Old Assembly Close,
cried the commandant, "aud il l have
not met you before, you must have beer
an extraordinary quiet hoy" 49,
"Ah" cried the chief, forgetting his
present position in the recollection Of hi:
early days; II was Black Mack, thu
Header of the bickers in the Nor Lock
now / am Black Hawk, head Chief 0
the Chippewas." ~
i The smile instantly passed of the lip
of the stately warrior as he said so ant
he sbeoams grave sad stern.
81 recollect you'll" cried the commsnd
ant striking his hands together "Shar
Kennedy, the Town Guard, took yor
prisoner ss he did me. You went to ses
and into the army"
i The chief burst into fit OF loud laugh
ter at the mention OF John Kennedy
name; and sitting down while he waves
Ibis hands for his sons to retire, ne ex
changed recollections OF Edinburgh-it
ancient days and ways-bickers ant
"toon rats" with his old comrade for al
hour. At last he took his leave afte
having recounted his story.
i "Yes, comrade," he said. "a lovelie
girl than White Feather never bleache'
linen in Beresford Park, and bette
never wore silken kirtle ! became BOZ
| to her father, and she is now the mothe
Of these boys My knowledge OF tn
English tongue. and our increasing con
! nection with the English fur traders, in
, duced the tribe, independent Of othe
r circumstances, to regard me with favor
and at last they selected me for thei
head chief. Farewell! Little would Ba
/ lie Beans, who tried me, suppose that tn
Chippewa Chief, Black Hawk, is his oil
friend, ragged Black Mack