The Roanoke times. (Roanoke, Va.) 1897-1977, 1897-07-17
AN INDIAN LEGEND.

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is anything sublime attached Ia q
mount a rare beauty will be admitted
20 nnger around this WI and tower
ing line OF rocks. It's bold and frown-
ing front extends about one mile, and
30 roughly is it flung together by ma
tnre and standing at the Same time
80 perpendicular that tremulous chill
hurrles over the body as the awestruck
beholder gazes up at it. A few knotty,
dwarfish pines are to be seen peering
obliquely from the narrow oreyices.
looking green even among rocks, like
hope hourishing ON the borders of de-
spair.
The red bolt from the thunderoloud,
the winds and the power of centuries
have torn way many fragments Of
stone from on high and sent them smok-
ing to the base, where already long
pyramidal line is strung along, Quite q
mountain in itself. The rear Of this
place falls off with gentle slope, which
is overshadowed by tall and regal look
ing trees, whose giant roots have never
been broken. 1t presents fearful yet
magnificent appearance. There is no
village near to wake the solemnity of
its solitude, and silence is as profound
ut the suns meridian as ut the hush Of
midnight. 1t always seemed to me this
spot was favorite with tho sun, for the
first rosy flush of morning appeared IN
easy until drinking the dew from the
trees upon its brow, and his last rays
fingered there at evening, even after q
partial twilight began to fling dusky
shade over the vast valley below. But
this may be Imagination.
must just mention circumstance
Ill relation to this mountain which
gave to it the appellation which it has
received.
Once this backward slope was stud
ded with the wigwams of the Indians,
called the Stockbridge tribe, and tradi-
ton has handed down many an ambig-
uous and chilling tale in regard to
them. 1t was an established law among
them that when an Indian committed
deed the penalty Of which was death
he should plunge himself, or, refusing
to do this, be plunged by some one Of
his tribe, over this frightful precipice.
Many had been dashed to the rocky
vale below. and SO high was the spot
from where the victims were cast off
that it was generally supposed that the
rapid descent through the mir deprived
them of breath, aud few if any had ev-
er been conscious of anything when
they had reached the earth.
A beautiful squaw transgressed by
marrying into another tribe, and the
penalty for such an offenso was and ey-
er had been death. She was we'll aware
what her fate would be previous to her
scaling it, but it did not restrain her.
She disobeyed, and nothing could atone
but the full extent of the law. Although
she had courage sufficient to face death
III marrying, she did not feel willing to
sacrifice herself according to the man.
date, and it therefore devolved upon
some one to precipitate her over the
cloud capped mountain. All her limbs
being bound except her hands,, she was
borne to tho verge and launched away
with all the stoicism for which the In
dams arc famous But here thing oc-
Cured which had never been known
before. In her downward flight she
came III contact with the long branch OF
pine which swung out many feet
from the rocks, and, grasping it with
the clutch of death, succeeded in break
ing the force she had attained, and re-
manned holding fast, suspended between
the top and base of the mountain.
There she hung at the mercy of a
slender branch, without even hope of
rescue. The space between her and the
rocks was too much to think of touch
ing them, and her strength, even in the
cause of life, was not sufficient to draw
her up to the limb. She cast her eyes
up, but nothing was there but her re-
lentless enemies, whose diminished and
dusky forms were arranged along the
edge of the mount.
They Knocked her in the situation in
which she was placed. and the aisles of
the forest reverberated to their hideous
and unearthly yells. Below all was in
mlniature-the rocks were dwindIed to
level with the surrounding vale. this
trees had shrunk away to bushes, an old
chief, who was sitting on rock string
ing his bow, was but speck, and the
outline OF his form could scarcely be
traced.
1t was morn when her sentence was
executed, and tradition says that when
the shadows Of evening began to gather
round she still was there, and her shrill
cry was heard disturbing the quietness
OF tho hour. Night came and passed
away, and still she was swinging OIL
this sloping pine, and the noise which
she uttered told that hunger was doing
his work upon her. Late in the morn
ing some of the Indians, going over to
the verge of the precipice and bending
over, saw few crows circling round
the unfortunate victims head, as if i'm
patient for her wasting body, which
they evlnced by diving and darling at