The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1910-07-31

hrings abostt 'h- Hrth ~ Hiawatha.
wortfa - uisdpn must fall frurn ~.
august tp@ - Gitrhis Mani'o. tho mighty.
creator - th= nati"ns No S-n@~a 80
CayuEa chi.f dar~- o. imp-r-onat" th.
great god Ghtrhi~ Mantle. even ~ tho
eVtsnt ~ hiding In the forest depths
81 Gitchis Gumi- and reading tn. hn--
that the EoG -i-iEn- in -T,-sk 20 H. issof!=
Waywa.-imo. the lightning. and the thun-
DIR. Annemsske-. would strik. him dad
for HE blasph~my and sacrileg~.
bat svsry evening. except sunday. a
palsfa &C RISKS the wrath of GitChis Man
ito In . rich deep voice tho r~chls--
pal-face cnes aloud that he IL Gitchis
Mantle. tho master of hfs. ~hc made
you!- Hut a. hs ~ u and ~ hs reads
On and on ths song Of Hiawatha the
pa-face takes care to hids IN som.
fastnsSs acrOss IN. lake WhsTe no on.
can see hiu. and only his voice u heard
Gitchis Mantle does not strike this
paleiace dead because the great Rod
doesn't care what palefaces do. The Red
God had M hand in their making; Gitchie
Mantle created only nations u copper
hued braves and maidens of bronze long
ages ago in the pleasant Moon NJ Straw
berries.
The bad little Puk- wud lies. perhaps
created the palefaces. or maybe u was
Peboan. the winter. ar Ahkozewin. the
fever. or even the Father 81 the Evil
Ones himself. from what was left over
after fashionmg way-muk -kwana. king
of all the caterpillars and Subbekashe.
the hibiscus spider. and Kahgahgee. king
Of ravens and his band of black corn
4 n .ssl. NIL a 81, u.
herself the other night before falling
asleep in her fathers wig wan under the
trees - Glen Island. and 80 it is doubt
less true Wah-tah- un dab. her chief
tain father. reproved Little Proud Doll
for speaking 80 To paleface visitor, who
had just bought her candy hut she defied
her chief and rubbed her eyes and went
to sleep. knowing what she knew.
Whether IL was the little wicked Puk
wudjies or Peboan. the winter whom
Little Proud Doll datests most OF all-ur
Ahkosewin the fever, that created this
palstace impersonator 81 the red man
god the Evil Ones were generous in his
case in that they gave him a resonant
voice of splendid quality that rises from
the gloom where his form IL hidden and ~
heard even when all the braves are chant !
ing or whooping or fighting out near the ]
waters edge.
Even Bill. the Harlem plumbsr's helper. ;
who has taken his Bsrtl through the
gate into the natural amphitheatre where /
niAwatha's story - unfolded and who /
was under the impression that this must
~ a good snappy Wild West show. prob |
ably finds relief in the masqu" after
seasons Of watching the usual claptrap
Conversations Of our summer amusement /
parks: and doubtless too even Bill and
Bertha fall into the sp@ll which easily !
conyirc.Ns you that this surely IL Gitchie
Gurnie and that the black cl,Imps OF Glen
Island naples blotting out the low lying
stars acroes thu lake are the pine tre.s.
ever slghing, ever singing.
Before the coming Of Hiawatha the
children Of the great god Gitche Mantle
are quite ~ hal. you remember. a. even
/ the worst Of the braves that Buffalo Bill
used 20 chAStisc twice a day in Madison
Sa,isr- a. surely a. NAV came around. |
when braves paddle swiftly out Of the
darkness far down the lake and scramble
onto the shore Of the Indian village they
arr outSarily peao"ful enough; but
Gitchie Mantle knows the wickednes-
that IL in their hearts and the need for
the Prophet that IL To bs born in the
wigwam of old Nokomi-.
just at fret Bill and Bertha have a
moment Of the widest West they expected.
but u Is only moment. Gitchi- Mantle
has spoken from the gloom. shame
faced tho braves sink To the water edge
TO wash the war paint from their faces.
wash the blOnSi-tAlns from thfiT nnRsrH,
and now the -mok" 81 the psaC.' pipa
and smoke 81 the council fire hoat TO-
er.ther out over the moonlt waters and
tn. braves ara CirCl"d On tho beach and
. listening to the voice 81 the great
god "a h. promises his poor chill
dren' a Ds.livenar Of the Nations to guide
them toward righteousness and p-ars.
Prophet and laaher though h. Is their
Hawatha COMES Ia his people a very
helpless pApoOse indeed. who coos 10 the
braves from the tangle of skins and
thongs that bind him 90 the blanketed
shoulders of old NokounIs. It's overlate
for papoo-e- 90 IN abroad. hut old Mo-
komis has the art Of lulling him into
slumber.
Hush the Naked Bear will get thee
I.ulled him into -lumber. singing.
-Eva-ysa' my little owlet!
who II this. that lights the wigwam2
with his great eyes lights the wiEwam2
EwA-yea! my little owlet''
Scarcely has the song died away, ~
short IL seems, when lullAbies no longer
are needed AZ night to close the eyes Of
Hiaxatha. Now he is a boy brave. glis-
tening in whitened buckskin and at the
days end he falls asleep during the flight
OF shooting star; for ever since the
da wn he has been learning the craft %
hunters, learning all the lore Of old men
You know how apt was this pupil Of