The Springdale news., 1889-12-13
LAST OF THE DELAWARES.
Tho o.d Indian Who Uncovors Only to
 the "Greit Father"

Tho O.d Indian Who Uncovors Only to
 the Gre It Father"
 The Chief of the Dct&Warcs, that Is the title of the stalwart old man with the coarse black locks. the wrinkled copper skin, cunning black eyes and cruel mouth. Seventy-fve years old, but more erect and of greater height than any white man in the mountains. Chief of the Delawares. but ruler without one subject. with a log cabin on the mountain side, a bit of meadow land, a stretch of pasturage for his sheep. where his ancestors had 5eign- ioral rights over the lovely gIadcs ol the AlIeghanies. He knows, the old man, of what race he sprung and what his inheritance, but he rarely speaks of it.
 Once. two years ago. he showed that he knew his family's history as wellas the proudest New Englander. The late W. ". Corcoraa of Washington. was stopping - Deer Park. and in one of his drives some one pointed out Manner Male and told Nfr Coreoran that he was Chief of the De}awares. Mr. Coreoran turned to him quickly l and asked his name. Not acknowledg. ing the name which the white people have given him. Manner Male, he drew himself up proudly and said: T aln he Chief of the De,awares.
 T remember well sad Mr Cor. coran. "When an ancestor of vours, probably your father, was taken by my father to see the President, An drew Jackson, about treaty signing away this whole section to the white man and agreeing to leave this couu- try for the SoatA#est. Did you ever hear.of it2a
 Yes It was my father. His peo- pc went. When the time came he could not 60. He died outhe spot where my cabin is when the news was brought to him that the white men were building railroad in the valley where his people built their camp. fires at the coming Of the winter.
 Old Manner Malc did not take of his hat or bow hIs head as he stood at the side Of the fine equipage. but the conrtlE old gentleman in the carriage raised his hat and bowed homage to the last Chief of the Delawares
 It js this same old Manner Male who comes twice week to the rear door ofa pretty summer cottage and ex- changes fine saddle of mutton for moneYhanled him by pretty young matron, before whom he takes off the hat that he viii never raise to any white man save one, and that is the stately gentleman who sits on the porch with white-frockcd child at his side and always says: "Gool day. Mir Male. We are greatly indebted to you for your mutton.
 The old Indian bows to the Great Father, for 1t is the President of the United States who ha, greeted him and the Presidents daughter who has taken the mutton, of which he is a. proud as his ancestors of their God given rights, the gIadea of the Ale shanics.
 He has dozens of grandchildren. this o.d Manner Male. The duskY. brown-skinaed daughters of the fallen house seItmasses ofrhododendrons and .aurels to the summer guests. and in the winter gather the red berries of the wintergreen, which they trade for four in the neishbofing towns. The sons of the house, none of whom have Manner Male $ proud carriage, sloaeh into theyiIage with a string of pheas- ants sluug across the shoulder or n half-dozen mountain troat dangling from tho hand.-Deer Park lMd.9 Cor \. Y. Press.