The Arkansaw traveler. (Little Rock, Ark.) 1882-1???, 1888-11-03
A TERRIBLE REVENGE.
Cincinnati Enquirer.


Cincinnati Enquirer.
The legends of the Chippewas, once
powerful tribe of Indians whose wig
vans dotted the shores of Lake Su-
perior, furnish no more terrible tale
than that of Paw nav da-wa, or
bright Eyes," young girl, possessed
of more than ordinary beauty for one
of her race.
The daughter of chief, she was
naturally proud of her blood and sta
ton, cold in heart, and revengetul. of
an insult to very desperation. Often
had she been wooed, but never won.
The arrow that was to reach her
breast appeared not to have been
feathered until Earnest Legarde, an
agent of the North American Fur
company, ventured in the vicinity of
her people and filled her ears with
glowing accounts of how Pocahontas
had been respected and treated. Then
her pride awoke as it never had before,
heaven soaring though it had always
been, and she longed for such a posi-
ton. Her fondness for attention was
flattered by his constant visits to the
wigwam of her father, and her love of
dress pampered by his snowy presents
She held her head still higher above
her companions, passed them with a
cold stare and naughty tread, and
took little pains to disguise her de-
termination to become the wife of the
white man.
So far from finding other female So
ciety that was at all attractive, it was
very pleasant for Legarde to coquette
with an Indian girl, to have her watch
for his coming, to see that che dressed
and decorated herself exclusively for
him, andto feel that she loved him. But
il was a very dangerous pastime. The
fox was not more crafty, or the rattle
have been better for him if he had
made either of them a compaion.
Yet the girl loved him to alteration.
He was by far the handsomest man
that had ever visited her fathers wig
wan-one, in fact, that any girl would
gladly have accepted for lover,
bringing, as lie did, the charms of edu-
cation and money to back those of
manly bearing and beauty.
During the entire winter he had
been attentive to the Indian girl, and
with the coming of the warmer
months they often floated together
over the crystal waters Of beauti-
full stream, or wandered through the
evergreen woods. At first the white
man had thought nothing of her save
as a pleasant companion, but as the days
passed his stay became protracted, and
orders came for him to remain another
year. He began to realize that she
was necessary tor his comfort, and his
liking grew into something very near
to love. Then he built a wigwam of
much greater pretentions in the viii
lage, and resolved that she should fill
1t, In short, be his wife-a wife as
such marriages were viewed in that
section at that day-that Is, simply
marriages for convenience, to be en-
tirely ignored by the husband when
he departed, no matter ffagh halt q
dozen half breed childrSn had the
right to call him father.
There was one of the number that
constituted his party who looked
more clearly at the matter than did
Legarde. Old Joe Fisher had been q
trader and trapper among the red men
for more than score of years. He
knew their character too well to Judge
them otherwise than Alright, and he
shook his head solemnly as he saw the
matter verging toward climax.
"What are you taking 20 much
trouble about that shanty for2" he
asked Legarde, as he saw the rude but
comfortable structure near completion,
"To live in, joe" was the answer.
"Wasn't the one you wintered in
good enough?"
"No; 1t was cold and uncomforta-
ble."
"And you are not going to live in
1t alone?" asked the old man, turning
his head aside, as If ashamed of the
question.
"Can't tell yet. But there goes
Bright Eyes and want to zee her. )"
And he dashed down to the waters
edge, hailed her as she was passing in
her canoe, jumped in and was padding
away toward one OF the little islands
that lined the northern shore of the
Lake, fashing with their dense foliage
like eneralds Get in changing sheen
Of turquoise.
.There goes man to his ruin"