The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1890-08-15

! couch mat he may slumOer. Inc
smoking venisOn and the sweetest
corn, and water clear as crystal
she'll refresh him when he awakes;
and then OramaIka shall sit at her
warriors feet, and sing to him and
drive the shadows from his brow
See, Oramalka kneels TO her lord !"
and ere he could prevent she was
bathing his feet With her tears and
wIping them with her long, raven
hair. He raised her gently and
took her hand, and lhen-oh the
stars smiled down and The moons
beams quivered about them, and
the river murmured musically on,
and sill Sullawah fingered at Ora
maika's side, sill she listened to
his VOWS of love, while ever and
anon she touched her instrument,
and the two voices told the listen
ing heavens the hopes that thrill
ed within them. When they part
ed it was with the promise to meet
again.
And so each night when the
moon rose the Indian maiden went
10 meet her lover and hear the
story that had grown so sweet 10
both, and each night the dark and
jealous eye of Otalka was upon
them. lie had marked the alb
sence Of Oramaika from The settle
ment and followed her to her !ryst-
ing place with her lover, and like
an angry serpent darling venom
Gus rage from both eyes, he wat CHI
ed them through the shadow of the
forest. He knew now why Ora
maika had rejected his suit and he
secretly planned revenge.
On the night ofthe fourth moon
he shadowed Oramaika'S foot
steps. He saw her greei her lover
and his heart burned with the
flame of Jealousy and vengeance.
lie noted Sultawah's caresses and
the light of love that shone In the
girI's eyes. His hand was ready
to speed an arrow when he saw
her cling TO her lover at parting,
and noted that she was only sooth
ed by the promise that but one
moon should elapse and then The
Mobilian brave would come to
claim his bride. He heard Sulta-
wah chide her gently for her tears,
and babe her strike her lnstru-
ment answer his love message
from over the waters till The canoe
could be seen no more, and only
the beating oil their hearts keep up
the melody. And then Sultawah
pressed her TO his bosom, sprang
into his boar, and dipped his oars
in the waters, while Oramaika
stood upon the shore in the moon.
light playing upon her wierd in
strumenL and chanting The |
heart of the Indian maiden knows |
no Joy; the days will be sad, the |
nights will be drear, and though |
the stars shine, she will see them
not, for The star of her soul is not
near!' And Sultawah answered
from over The waters, "Let The
heart of Oramaika rejoice, let her
dance with her maidens, let her
prepare the bridal feast, for in one
moon Sultawah shall return and
shall claim his dark-eyed BRIDE"
And then the oars fell from his
hands an arrow sped by an un-
erring hand had taken effect the
bright blood gushed from his bos-
I'm aud dyed the stream crimson;
ie struggled TO swim, but another
lrrow swift and sure, pierced his
learl. A wild cry burst from The
hOre. "Sultawah Sultdwah ]
)ramaika shall die with theem
md in another instant the girl was
)attling with the waves. Her out
trelched arms were about TO clasp
he sinking body of her lover,
when the dark figure of Otalka,
with powerful strokes
Oward her, caught her in his EN-
,race and held her fast.
Thou shalt not die with the
railor, Sultawah thou shalt die
n Otalka's arms; and though thou
Ovest him not, thou shalt be his
bride, even though il be in death ~
md the dark waves closed over
hem, and they sank to rise no
more.
The Mobilians. sent to enquire
What had kept Sultawah so long
rom the chase and the warpath,
md simultaneously from the Pas
,agoula settlement rose the cry:
where were Olalka and OraInai-
"A 7" And only old Tegithka, as
ihe sat by the fiickering camp /
light, told the story of their love
md their deaths, in the wierd,
Wild chant OF her nation. The
.ribe sought the spot which she
Doinied out, and lol from fhe wa.
.ers rose a sad and piainlive La
ment iike The. voice ofa broken
hearted maiden bewailing her
love. =
1egiihka said il was the voice Of
Ommaika pleading with Oialka 10
release her from his embrace, and /
let here rest in her watefy grave
with her true love, Saltawah: But 1
Otalka answers rWildly sts-Nay
nay !" and the Indian maiden sighs
and weeps and bcmoans her fale
10 this very day.
And such is the origin Of. 1hst
wonderful music that is iraugEt
with 30 much romance and mys-
IeTy. 1
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