Belington progressive. [volume] (Belington, W. Va.) 1912-1927, 1917-01-11

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William Henry Harrisonl Vincennes
was lis years old; the man thirty
eight There had never been anything
commonplace in the existence of place
or man. Each had already had a his
tory whose telling must move the heart
more than with a trumpet
The face of the man was the face
of the soldier-strong resolute, proud,
indomitable. But 1t was likewise the
face Of the man of the people, the
man in whom they trusted for his
calm patience and his warm friendli-
ness. With what unfaltering devotion
had they come to rely ON him! And
how the men and women of the wilder
ness, seeing that tall and martial fig
ure pass paused to mark that long,
grave face, the eyes deep-set under
bushy brows ON either side the lengthy,
humorous nose, and smiled in love and
deep regard in answer to the slow
smile of the wide and kindly mouth.
What had he not done for them!
He was a warm admirer of the
democratic jefferson and he was an
aristocrat of the new territory. STEPPED
in the classic scholarship of the Old
Dominion, the son of a signer of the
Declaration of Independence, at
eighteen he had chosen to leave be-
hind him the culture of the older
states and to plunge into the rude but
generous wilderness. At twenty-eight
he was governor of the Indiana terri
tory. At thirty, master of an empire
of 150,000,GC0 acres, ruler over a prov
! ince twice as large as England and
Ireland, larger, indeed, than all of
France.
Within the ten years following his
appointment as governor, the negotia-
tor, with absolute power, of treaties
which added to the new nation fifty
millions of acres, a domain large as
England and Scotland combined. At
thirty-one, holding in his hand for five
months the destinies of a tract of
h25O,00O square miles, an imperial
| province greater than any other one
man ever controlled in the history of
| the United States, before or since
| Opposed to him the great protago-
mist of the tragic drama of the savage
Tecumseh. Ruler of five Indian tribes
master mind of the great Indian con-
federacy of another score of tribes
Chief of 1900 warriors, ranging over
100000 miles of territory.
Harrison had policed the same terri
| tory with exactly twenty backwoods-
men. Twenty men to guard an empire
They threaded their ways through
! the wilderness from ST. Louis to De-
troit. They reported to him at Vim
cenaes.
On this enormous stage the curtain
is about TO be lifted on the titanic duel
of the West.
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| The group of men, lolling in the
shadows by the Jefferson house, began
to speak of the latest dispatches from
the East. News had just come that
the younger Wellesley had driven Mas
sena's French columns off the field of
Fuentes-de-Onoro, adding to the lau-
rels gained at Talavera and Busaco
| Napoleon was beginning to wonder
at this Englishman. The Little Corpo-
raj himself was Snarling at the Rus
| sian bear; the White Gar was dis
obeying his commands to starve the
trade of England by closing the ports
of the Continent. England, driven to
desperation, was Selling American sea-
men on the pretext that they were
Engiishmen, and forcing them to serve
against the French; and still the gov
eminent at Washington kept up it's
endless attempts to stop these insults
by words. words, words.
The little group of Westerners I'M
der the stars of the wilderness felt
| themselves hopelessly remote from the
world of leadership; their affairs
| seemed petty and narrow. David Lar
| renee alone, gazing silently over the
| broad prairies, misty under the newly
risen moon, and remembering the
crowded cities of his native England,
suddenly saw how great prize the
ample lands would be to her and saw
as in a vision of what mighty stature
were these backwoodsmen who held
the land for America.
The feeling of apprehension which
had been growing all summer seemed
to have reached an uncomfortable pitch.
It was inevitable that something should
happen.
In the skies of early September a
comet cleaned, miraculous portent.
But nothing happened.
! Tho m ~, ur1 xrouoot1 cop4;,,,,oI +bo;x
speculations as TO Tecumsehs where
abouts and intentions. They invented
new theories each hour and every
other hour they turned old theories
over and over till they We're thread
J bare and people got tired of hearing