Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1906-09-12
A SENECA'S
REVENGE.
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On the shore of beautiful little
lake in one of the forests of west
ern New York, two centuries and a
half ago. two Indians were walking
back and forth In earnest dcnversa-
ton. They were boys and had been
lifelong friends; but one was Sc
neca, the other a Wyandot.
The Seneca was talking of the glory.
Of his tribe, the bravery of the war;
riors and OF their taking up the war
hatchet against the Ottawas. But
the Wyandot did mt hear him, he was
looking across the lake and his face
bore an expression that the Seneca
had never seen there before. Finally
he spoke:
"Suscoochee, you are nearly man,
and the time has come when 1 should
be your friend no longer There
were unshed teas IN his eyes; his
hands grew COLI and his voice was
faint and hoarse.
Listen. Ten years ago two men
walked here-here just where we are
walking now. They had been friends
ever since they had been younger than
we. 1t was just shis kind Of a day,
all nature was at peace" He hesita..
ed, looked out across the lake, then
drew long breath and continued:
Eyes, they were walking just as
we are now, when suddenly they
heard shout. and turning saw two
men running toward them, one was
a Wyandot, the other a Seneca"
Suscoochee started, and turning
closely scrutinized his companions
face.
THE Seneca was wounded, and the
Wyandot was pursuing him. When
the Seneca reached the spot where
the two men stood he threw himself
at the feet of one, and cried, Mercy
Now the man at whose feet the Sc
neca had begged for mercy was him
self Seneca. and his friend was
-aa- Wyandot."
Again Suscoochee glanced at the
speaker, bat he had turned away as
IL he could nat bring himself to say
more. Presently he faced his COM
panion.
1.-The Seneca" he continued, and
his voice sounded far off, refused to
give UP the man who lad sought his
protection when he found that he De.
lpnged to his own tribe, and demanded
what right Wyandot hail to his life.
The Wyandot replied that that was
no mans affair, and, turning to the
Seneca's friend, appealed to him as a
Wyandot, to prevent the Seneca's in
reference. At this appeal the Wy
andot's blood was on fire, and con-
fronting the friend nf his childhood.
the brother with whom he had eaten
and slept, the hero of his boyhood,
the man whom he had learned to
love and admire, he cried, angrily,
Give to the Wyan,lot warrior his
enemy, that he may die the death of
q dog
!" No. replied the Seneca, firmly,
he has sought my protection and he
shall have it, At these words the
Wyandot raised his bow-and the
deed was done. That night two Sen
ecas were laid to rest and two Wy
andots went home satisfied in their
vengeance.
but belsre many suns had set one
Wyandot began to miss his Seneca
friend, and to think uron what he mad
done. He could net hold up his head
7 for sorrow
The Young Wyando. trembled, he
was cold from head to foot, End yet
the perspiration rolled from his face.
He tried to say more, but his voice
had left him; he sat down on the
ground and looked up at the SKY. How
should he tell him, the bay who for
ten years had been his constanti COM
panion, with whom he had played.
and by whose side he had helped the
Senecas with their battles? Sus-
coochee would never again look at
him through the eyes of Il f:iend, but
If they ever met again they would
meet as enemies, enc anxious to kill
the other.
But honor now forbade the friend
ship. He was no longer a child, and
his great ambition was to become a
brave and respected warrior in the
Wyandot nation. With this secret
upon his mind untold. he never could
hocnsno what ha hn1IAJ
Suscoochee was leaning against a
tree, looking into the water. The
Wyandot rose ana stood before him
He spoke slowly. "Suscoochee, the
Seneca was your father, the Wyandot
was mine.'
Nine years passed au;. the SeEecas
and Wyandots Were at war.
1t was a Winter DIV in the year
1919. Two Senecas stood GREATNESS
ly at the entrance of narrow cave
about three miles south of Lake On
tario.
UGH" exclaimed one; "the Wyan-
dot dogs were. moi omar; enough; we
are safe"
Eyes, Kiashuta." replied the other
"They have won great victory but
they could not catch this Seneca.
Come, let us go. said Kiashuta
and they walked on in silence, one
thinking of the message he was tc
take to the Seneca chiefs, the other
of the great victory that had just
been won by the Wyandots.
Suddenly Kiashata stopped "lIere
is the lake." he said, and We hast
part" With that Kiashuta pulled a
aiddep canoe from, tue bushes. pad