The Atherstone Times. — 1879-01-25 (Atherstone, Warwickshire, England)

THE LOGIC OF THE NOBLE SAVAGE.  " Let arts and commerce, laws, religion, die, But we must keep our old nobility ; Grin rapino, grisly pillage, murder lust, Will make all paltry pagans bite the dust." The 4p9stle of Imperialism. Sir, —The Red Indians of New Mexico have nnwitt ngly rendered a graceful ribute to the truculent genius of the last of the tribe of Ishmael. It appears that the " noblemen" in qu stion are evidently the relics of a colony of Southey's old. Aztecs or 'blo d worshippers,' and are still anxiously awaiting the return to Earth of their King, the . ver to be lamented Montezuma. But although they have a good share of Aztec •• civilization' among them, they have, alas ! very limited ideas indeed with respect to th 3 necessities of the toilet. The mandate ecently fulminated by Miss Emily Faithful " Reform your tailor's I ills, ' is a needless exhor ation 'O3 an Arapahoe, or a Kiowa, seeing that his business p inciple is "Every man his own tailor." Feathers awl war paint appear to cons itute the more solid portions of his wardrobe As the poet might say— Still wild in woods the noble savage runs, Thitrammelled by his vestiture, Unharrassed by his duns.  But however a few Moons ago this crude state of tlings doe ly d sturb the tender hearts and tender minds of the ladies of Snodgrass. hearing of it on tru4twor by auth.aity they instantly summoned Dorcases and held high debate as to what should or could be done for all those ioor Lttle copper-ooloured creatures on the banks of the Rio Grande del Norte ! IThe conclnsion was at once reached that they most one and all be supplied with flannel petticoa's as the rudimentary elements of Wcstern civilization; and with a considerable regard for the known tastes of the future wearers, it was decreed that those costumes should be red. To resolve and to de, were the IMMO act with these well-meaning ladies. Scissors were swiftly plied and sewing machines clicked merrily, and ere long an enormous stock of small scarlet girments arrived for gratnit us distribution in the happy hunt:ng grounds of the Coma aches and the Arapachoes. Great was the astonishment of the natives ! A. grand council of medicine-men and chiefs sat up m the clothes. Calumete were smoked in solemn silenee,the braingiving fireswater circulated freely, squaws were rebuked for offering presumptuous suggestims ; but still the problem : " What could the se little red thiugs be for, and why did the illustrious palefaces send them to us"? remained unsolved. At length a valiant "brave," the" Eagle of Wis tom," or "Ugly Wolf," arose in his place, and with the air of a Roman Dictator, and an artist to boot, cut the: Gordian knot by splitting no one of the garmentkbefore the august Se.nate into small st rips,accl immediate'y adorned with the same his own coronet of feathers, and the head and tail of his horse. The example was catching, a general scramble emoted ; and in a few moments the famous cargo of w.,ollene, so carefully consigned to the prairies by the amiable philanthrpists of SnAgrass, wits disposed of among the most eminf nt personages if the Indian beau monde. Gratitude warmed the:r breasts, although the "little red things" f.,il d to warm the ruble breasts of their little papouNbes ; but to this day, as the shades of evening close around the wigwams, and the calumet of peace is smoked in the Indian village, the momesttais question still agitates the mind of the brave," "Why do not our scalp-hunting friends (who are now upon the war-path) expend their money upon fire water and tomahawks for their own warriors F"  Yours obediantly,