The Arkansaw traveler., 1882-07-23
The Indians Future.
Boomerang

l Boomerang.
 The question of what IS to be the glorl-
 ous ultimately. of the red man m Amerca, ! is one which demands of us. as people.
 serious consideration. Will few ficetng
 years extirpate and exterminate from the
 face of the earth race which has so long
 filled our fourth readers and our school ! deelamations with crude oratory. exist
 only as smoke-tanned. bcad-trimmed
 memory: Will the beautiful picture of the
 brunette Indian maiden q, last become nothing but the frontespiece of tune
 honored legend and the trade mark of q
 fine cut factory: Let us hope that II will i not.
 Ne have crossed the side ocean and wres,ed from these people their lands and then to add insult To lnluy We have taught them the mysteries of our eivIIiza- ton.
 With the white man. came the doctrine of viearous atoncment and the open back, shiu. He brought with hIm the dictionary and the garden hose, salvation and saler2tus. The tale was soon told and now on the yer ,ebrc of the continent. the telephone
  ing the red widower and the pigeon-toed scion of Powhattan into the moaning sea, The restless waves of civilization and soap have crowded old Rlsc-U Up-Nllliam Riley and his whole tribe into the black night oi forgctiulness and death. t.radually he has picked up his household goods and hls wife. and upright piano and stolen toward the couch of dying day. NCw he stands upon the rocky battlemen,s that border the new states. and bathcd in red suniIgh, and nothing else III p4rtieuidf, he shakes hands with his approaching doom
 Had he taken more kindly ,o the bath tub of the pale face and ffatcrnIzed more adequately with the crash towel ef the European his oblivion would have been less speedy and the black. tom cat night oi eternal sleep less formerly.
 Silent and unrclcntIng. unmoved above the broad cemetery of his people. stolldly awaiting Expenditures and death. We can not help admiring the bIawny brave with the undaunted eye and the buckSkln pants with the seat cut out. Nature gave to thee. thou dusky warrior, strength ike the Ca gie and swiitHeSs n the chase. but in her wisdom denied thee the copper Inning that Is required to meet and conquer the vintage of progressive age. The mountain lion may meet thee and yield up his life !, thy hands. bu, the juice of the ocntipede. that IS distilled by the pale face and sold to thee. tansles m thy deua- dcuam and cracks the orown-shcci of thy digester
 Brave orator of the school book grim relic of the days of rocahontas. we watch with tcar-dimmed eyes thy closing hours Adicn, thou Indian mother standing on the steep. precipitous shores ei eternity. Behind thee rest the dead heroes of thy race and al thy side the brlndlc relic of q mighty tribe Of Indian dogs. fa,igued and lls,lcss. pets his tavorite flea No one can look upon this sad and smoky group unmeved. The fading remnants of d ,,o- nous petty larceny mob. Had he adopted the Prince Albert coat and the doctrine ot a protective tariff. instead of the plug hat and the whisky sour. his tu- ture might have been d resplcndant one. and his life less elouded with failure and rcmorsc.
 We should learn from this to shun the errors which have busted the glorious fu- ture of the rcd man. Let lis prof; hy his example and cschcw the flowing bowl. We should also avoid the exposure of m outdoor life. \ constan, communion with nature and wet feet shoriens life. and clouds the pathway with gloom and ea- tarrh.