The Newtown bee., 1896-03-20

if hts name, conveyed to our fathers the territory of Nonnewaug, belonging to lis people, in 1700, and joined with oth- ITS in confirmatOry deed iD l7O6. Though on friendly terms with his white he had till then sternly re- sisted all advances towards the purchase of his lands, yet he now yielded, giving as one reason for so doing :-
 "Ye desire vt is with in us of friend. ly correspondency with ye English in- habitants of Woodbury."
 After the sale of all his possessions, only the right to fish and hunt over all the granted lands, his naughty spirit seems to have become humbled, II and his ambition after any worthy Ob- otherwise under the dsheartening pros- poets before him-the waning of his race-the loss of his wealth and hopes in life. The Indians now remaining within the territory, after this sale, be- came fully amenablP, with other inhab itants, to the laws of the whites. With out other solace, the dispossessed sach- em occasionally wandered to the village, | and partook too freely of the ''fire-wa ter," which was even, in those early days of apple-orchards, to be obtained, despite a somewhat rigorous law against the vending, or drinking of intoxicating liquors. On one occasion, being lover taken in fault'' of this kind, he was ar. rested therefor, and taken before q mag
 strate. But he was 80 thoroughly in toxicated, his trial was put off Gill the next morning. He was then brought
 before the Court for examination. The magistrate informed him that all the plea he could induce him to make the preceding day was, Your H0nOr's very wise, very wise." "Is that SOP" said the dilapidated chief, in true Yankee phrase of the modern stamp. The mag istrate assured him he so said. ''Then," responded the fallen sagamore, II must have been drunk, very drunk!' This was a somewhat unique way of pleading guilty, and the stern tribunal was so much pleased with the witty retort that he dismissed him with an injunction to ''sin no more"
 And Nonnewaug, too, at the appointed
 time slept with his fathers, and the
 small remnant of his eople buried him
 in the beautiful plain at the foot of the
 musical falls that are called by his name,
 where his fathers people had been
 buried before him, true to their i~stinct l of selecting the most beautiful places by
 the ri} }erside, by the silvery cascade, or 1 in the vcrdaDt plain. An appletree was l planted at the head of his grave, which still stands there, the faithful guardian of the ashes that rcpose beneath it's l grateful shade. It is venerable tree, l some I50 years old, but does not bear i the marks of so great an age, though l there are several dccaycd places in it, so perfectly shown in the accompanying
 cut of the grave and tree, taken by the artist on the spot during the last sum- 1 ucr. V hen the writer first visited it, l twenty years ago, there was large hil- 1 lock, CT mound, raised over the grave,
 which remained, distinguishing the sachem's, by its size, from the other
 graves around him, till few years ago,
 when the present owner of the field com
 mitted the sacrilege of blowing it down, saying he WAS not going to have such an
 old "hummock in his field" much to the
 regret of every true antiQurian, and lover of ancient things. The mound l thus destroyed was some ten feet long,
 six feet wide, and four feet high, having l been gradually formed, in the sane
 way, as in the case of Pomperaugs
 grave.
 Two events will ever render the vale of Bethel Rock memorable; one, be- cause it was the meeting place, or Bethel
 of cur fathers during the first few years after the settlement; and the other, be- cause tis the locality of 8 sorrowful Ie. gend connected with it. It is a tale of sad romance, told and believed by many
 from the earlier days of the town. The rock is situated in 8 bosom of the Ore- naug clif's, and is the point of much at traction. Beneath the overhaDging crag, a hundred feet below, in the deep dell, is space sufficient to screen two hundred people from storm, and danger from q lurking foe. At it's woody top is 8 delightful place, to which we may wander through the pine grove, at twi- light hour for contemplation, rest, peace. In the rapture of the moment, we'll may we exclaim,-
 'How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this
 bank.
 Here will we sit, and let the sounds ot music Creep in our ears; sott stiffness. and the
 night
 Become the touches of sweet harmony"
 Some ten years after the return of the inhabitants to Woodbury from their en- forced residence at Stratford during King Philips war, it is related that War aumaukeag, a young Pootatuck sachem, fell in love with Sarah Walker, young girl of seventeen years, a niece of the venerable pastor, who was in Woodbury on a visit to her uncle of some months duration. He was a youth of manly proportions, of graceful figure and finely moulded limbs. He was far in advance Of the other Indians in intelli- genee and in all the manly virtues, and, from their return from Stratford, an un- wavering friend of the white settlers. It seemed to be his ambition to adopt their 1 habits and costumes, and in the end, as it turned out, he sought matrimonial i connection with them, aiming to bind in | firm alliance and mutual good offices l and interests, the two races, whose lots in life then seemed cast together. He