Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-09-06

visions as we'll as the mail to carry: and
ne did this at the risk of his life among
Wild men and beasts.
on the Western border there was trou-
BILE with dissatisfied Indians, and on the
sea there was trouble with the British
so that people began TO talk of war long
before IL was declared, and to blame
President Madison for his over-caution
in affairs A battle was fought at Tip
pecanoe In the Indiana Territory, which
silenced the Indians for while. But
every one knew that the English stood
behind them Militia was mustered, the
shipping in the ports. and all things were
put forward in April Of that year, before
war was declared in June.
/ had influence with our tribes. The
Governomnt offered me a well-paid COM
mission to act as It's secret agent. Pas
tor Storrs and the Williamses, who had
been nurturing a missionary were smit-
ten with grief to see him rise and leap
into camps and fields, eager for the open
world, the wilderness smell; the council,
where the red mans mind. a trembling
balance, could be turned by vivid Ian
guage: eager. in fact, TO live where his
tory was being made.
Yet so inconsistent is human nature. so
that when l afterward put on the sur
plice and read prayers to my adopted
people he counted II as great detection
as taking to saddle and spur. We can
not leave the expression of our lives to
those better qualified than we are. how
ever dear they may be. I had to pack
my saddlebags and begone, loving Long
meadow none the less because l grieved
1t, knowing that II would not approve OF
me more II | stayed and failed to do
my natural part.
The snuffbox and the mlssal which had
belonged to my family in France / al
ways carried with me. And very little
could be transported on the road we
took.
John Williams. who came to Long
meadow In deersldns and paraded his
FURNISHED red poll among the hated Will
namses. abetted me in turning from the
missionary field to the arena of war and
never left me. II was Skenedonk who
served the United States with Drawn and
endurance, while 1 put such policy and
color into my harangues as could COM
mand. We shared our meals, our camps,
our beds of leaves together. The life
at Longmeadow had knit me to good use
/ could fast or feast, ride or march, take
the buckskins or the soldiers uniform.
OF this service / shall write down only
what goes to the making of the story.
The Government was pleased to COM
mend 1t, and 1t may be found written in
other annals than mine.
Great latitude was permitted us in our
orders. We spent a year in the north
My skin darkened and toughened under
exposure until ! said to Skenedonk, "I
am turning an Indian" and he, Jealous
OF my French blood, denied It.
In July we had to thread trails he
knew by the lake toward Sandusky.
There was no horse patch wide enough
for us to ride abreast. Brush swished
along our legs and green walls shut our
view on each side. The land dipped to-
ward Its basin. Buckeye and gigantic
chestnut trees, maple and oak passed us
from rank to rank of endless forest
skenedonk rode ahead, watching for
every Sign and change, as a pilot now
watches the shifting OF the current. So
We had done all day, and SO we were
oolng when fading light warned us to
camp. w
voice literally cried out OF the will
oerness' startling the horses and ringing
among the tree trunks:
Inc spirit OF the Lord is upon me
ana He hath anolnted me TO blow the
trumpet In the wilderness and sound an
alarm In the forest; for behold the tribes
OK the heather are round about your
after themi'