The Forrest City times., 1908-10-16

taw maiden. the song of Dar-dah-nsr leh for Leh-on-et-tuh. the song of to- day for the great tomorrow. That will be a great day, Forever will the tomahawk be buried and the ring of friendship frightened until il shines like the sun. My young men, straight as arrows, will feast me In my lodge; your maidens. with gay beads and feathers, will make you merry party, and when the great hour comes that We shall meet, the aged warriors will file to the council house with stately tread and take the highest seats, and the aged women will follow and on their side take the highest seats. Then will come the married men and when they have found each his seat, their women will come and on their side ind place. So will come the young men and the young women, smiling all for the brave and maiden of two nations. And then my young men will come with proud tread and advance to meet your young women Of modest walk And then-theR Leh en-e -et-tuh, l will come forth. walking as straight as the most unbending arrow in the quiver. My face will be cold and Will give no sign to the warriors and braves that my heart is following maiden. AS wonder rock is cold and grim. so l will walk out-my heart like fire And you will be coming to meet me with modest tread and shining hair. Led-on-et-tuh-falrest flower that ever grew in sun or shade. And when We have come together in the center of the council house and the eyes of the warriors and the braves are on us. my mother Will come with the blanket and the yeni- son and yours with the blanket and the corn. Can you see it all, my Passing Breeze? The picture Of proud brave holding forth his yeni- son 70 the maiden-promise that he Will always bring provision to the new lodge9 Can you see the maiden holding 70 the brave the corn-prem- ise that she will be ever at the lodge to cook the maiZe-cake and the deer? And the blankets-can you see the proud brave and the maiden with shining hair unite them, while war riors lean forward and the young braves look on with envy-look on Passing Breeze? Can you see the blankets made as one-meaning one bed forever? Then the feast-then the passing into the lodge=fire shadows Of the warriors and the young men-then the proud brave alone with Leh-onet-tuh, Leh-on-et- tuh."
 The maiden was silent
 Tomorrow, he continued, after pause, Il go to get buffalo The new lodge will need many skins of the thickest and the best. The great chief. your father. will smoke the pipe of peace with me. if his child, my Passing Breeze, plead with him .
 Again they foated on the river, where the paw-paw threw a shadow border and the great rock cast it's darkness like cloud over the noon- lit surface of the Arkansah.
 Tell me, Leh-on-et-tuh, my Passing Breeze, why are you silent? Did not the great chief. Trotting Wolf, invite me to his lodge?"
 There are old fueds," she answer ed, that the Choctaw cannot forget nor forgive. The great chief, my father, tells his warriors that while the blood on the blade has faded and the last scalp gone to dust. the toma- hawk might be dug up tomorrow and the war cry of an old enemy ring through the forest and turn the hunting ground into a battlefield The tradition of my nation lives in my k fathers memory and he counts A friendship but for day" . Not so, My braves follow my >A council in war and in peace IN as they follow me in the T ~ chase. and will the hand of . % 5s1.sa .s., sss1a.. the
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