Marshall County Democrat, Volume 3, Number 15, Plymouth, Marshall County, 4 March 1858 — Page 1

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THE DACttTAEI'S LOVE. Br CJLPT. M. X. ALEXANDER, V. S. X.-"-

In. strong contrast to tlio fierceness nnd unsparing hostility to the whiles, entertained by the majorit)' oi the Indian chiefs, stands the kindness and urnvaveiing devotedness of tlie Indian maiden. IIz is generally a foo to tho palj-face, she a Trarrahearted friend. Tlio history of tho frontier wartaro has suQiciently attested this fact, although the xecord ha3 somotiraes Deen written in LIcod. The Indian disdains the thought that ho can bo turned from his purpose, by tho weaker will of a woman, yet ho often 13. Ho is not insensible to the voice ot affection, though in his sternness, he wishes to bo thought so. Sympathy for a captive once .burn in the heart of a red maiden of tho forest, she rests not until tho cspiive be free. lhe reader will recollect, thai tho occu pation by white settlers, of some parts of Alia :csota, 1$ quite recent, limy may not however, be conversant with which the pi oneers of an extended civilization, had to contend. The most formidable of all their foes, were tho Daeotahs, or as ihey are now generally termed, the Sioux Indians. Their cLiefs, Wab-a-shaw, Hah-a-ma-too, Loo-to-raa-1 a, and others, for a time entertained feelings of bitter hostility to the pale faces. And it was not until tho United States troops were stationed at Fort Ripley, on the Minnesota river, and elsewhere, that they were prevented- from bloodshed. In the year 1 C I , Marcus Cooley, then some twenty-two years of age, left his home in Vermont, and started for the far west. He was a young man of ardent hopes, untiring energy, and prompt decision. By degrees, ho worked his way along the Western States, "prospecting," but it was not until ho had reached the borders of th Upper Mississippi, above the Falls of St. Anthony, that he found a place to suit him. Arrived here, however, he determined to lemain, and develop the destiny fate had in store for him . Selecting a claim he proceeded to the erection of his log hut, and tho improvement of his land. Soma thrco weeks afer his arrival, he was one day 6tartled by the appearance of a beautiful IndiAti girl at the door of his hcuso. With an air of kindness he beckoued to her to enter, but the moment she perceived his eyes bent upon her, she started like the timid fawn, and fled into the depths of tho forest. The next day, and tho next, she came again, until his manner induced her to cross the threshhold and stand gazing upon him, while engaged in his homely household 'nbors. A.t last she accepted from h' small mirror, in which she looked long : nd admiringly upon the smiling face, that it btillianily redected. Then ho gave her some trinkets, all of which sha would receive with gay laughter. Decking herself in the littlft trappings, she would hang over the phcid river, to see her imjgo in its waters. So regular had her visits became, that he had learned to expjet her. One day she failed to raako her appearance. The We3t was all aglow with its radiant fires, and the sun was just sinking to its re3t, when another figure threw its shadow fan into tho interior of his humblo home. He looked up and discovered a warrior, dressed and painted in the manner of the Dacolah war chiefs. Enter! said Marcus, to the stranger 'No !Taha-wa-sa. the Black-wmg-uf-the-thunder-cloud, enters not the wigwam of the pale face until they are friends. Tho brave of many moons comes to look upon the stranger that has won from him the heart of Mah-Ie-too-ah, the Melting Snowdrop of the Dacotahs. Umph!' I pray you come? Let me have your hand in friedship! I knew not that the Indian maiden was coming until I saw her here. I would be friends with you and all your tribe.' 'So said the frenchman, when from the dark waters of yon stream, where Manitou's fire is dimly blazing, when from the Red river of tho North, they steal down on us. to destroy with their fire, water, and bad hearts. The pale face i3 no friend to the red man.' 'I am not of them,' replied Cooley. 'I come among you open-handed and true. I hold neither the rihV nor the fire brand. Peace's ray wish, and no; mine will be the first blow that shall disturb it. 'The white man ever speaks fair, but like the fa.o of a deep stream, is his words. Beneath them hid from the eyes that read lies are hidden and evil thoughts concealed. I know your race I speak your language I know, too, how base you are!' . .. Your coming, then, is not peaceable! What do you require? How have I offended you?' - , 'Mah-le-loo-ah, the Melting Snow-drop, should be mine! She has promised to come to the wigwam of Tah-a-wa3-sa, to be his squaw, to be the mother of his papooses. When last I whispered into the unwilling ear, the love songs of our tribe, there were no smiles upon her lips there were tears in her dark eyes. Once, like the spray over the Minnehaha, she. danced in the light of her untroubled heart. Now like the shadow in the deep forest, there is & darkness above her brow. She no longer loves me! Is the Black-wing-of-the-thunder-cloud a feeble old squaw?. Or will ho not resent his injuries?' - 1

'Again Isar that T hayahof injured you. If blood be your objoct say Ji, and let th'j GoJ whom you call Mankou decide for the right.' ' As the young pioneer thus ?p?.ke, he placed Wmsclf i:i an attitude of defense The Indian however, declined a c mb ilo:i such terms. lie hastily withdrew himself from the hut, uttering the well known found,

'Umphr Uraph means that you will return!' said Marcus to hhn self, when the savage had left him. So be it my dark warrior! If we are to 03 enemi;s, better know it at once. I sh:i;l ba on my guard.' There glided to his side' n small slight form. Uo looked down upon Mali le-too-ah. She seized his hand and covered it with kisses. 'Snow-drop- lovo white man good!' 'Do you then speak my language?' he' asked in surprise. He found that she did to a limited extent. The Mi ssionaries who in earlier davs, . had penetrated thesa fastnesses found her a child, and had imparled a knowledge of English to her. As sh became more accustomed to his utterance, she found that her memory brought back the langnage sho had almost forgotten. Wo will not give her imperfect words, but their connected substance. Raising her from her drooping position, Cooley led her to the rude bench he had constructed, and wished her to bo seated. No thus, at your feet will Mah-le-too-ah repose." She loves tho pale faco who comes to her forest home thero is truth dwelling iu his'dark eyes, and sho would read his sonj.' She threw herself upon tho cabin floor and with her head resting on his knee looked up into his face. Tah-a-was-sa has been' hero, she said taking one of his labor-soiled hands and passing it over her drk silken hair. 3e ware of him! The lightning is not more fatal in its broad destruction than he. lie is the chief of otir brat, end next to Mahle too-ah's sire, the most feared.' 'Nay, 1 fear him not, replied the pioneer, as ho ran his fingt-rs through the rich masses of her hair, sind gazed into her liquid eye. II loves the Snow-drop!' But she loves not him,' was tho quick reply. 'Sho will wed no or;y bnt the stranger--if the stranger loves her.' Cooley's heart beat strangely. It) all her native innocence, there lay tho most exquisto beauty that ho had ever looked upon. Her lull round form in curves of graceful ease, met his enraptured vision. Her dark eyes were 6wimming with liquid beauty. The rich tones oi herinusical voice fell like the murmur of distant waters upon his tar. The full ripe lips, distilling sweetness with every breath, were upturned to his. But no thought unworthy of a man, or offensive to her purity, crossed his mind. He looked at her Jong and musingly. 'Yes!' he said at last, 'the stranger loves his gentle Indian girl., She sprang to her feet at his declaration She twir.ed her arms around his neck and imprinted a single kiss upon his forehead Then drawing herself to her full height she exclaimed Be that kiss our betroth meat. Now hear me. Tah-was-sa would claim mo for his bride. In aoother moon he thinks that I 6hall be hi, but I will sooner go to my resting placo in Manitou'a bosom, thaw live in his wigwam. I am yours only, youis forever!' Agtin she threw herself into his embrace. She took back tho kiss she had given, with interest. . 'But he will not rest until either ho or you are gone to the far hunting ground,' she mused. He never forgives.' Then suddenly starting again, she continued: 'You have the arm of strength and the courage of the brave. If hecQQcs here it is only to entrap yoii; Cut him down like the withered tree that shuts your view from the prospect beyond.. You must show no mercy for ho will show hone , to you. In a moment when the back of the stranger is turned, Tah-a-was-sa will throw his tomahawk into his brain. Remember. . ' Away sped the maiden. Not long was Marcus left in doubt as to the intentions of his enmy. Numbers of pa'nted warriors were daily se?n around his clearing. From beneath the - dark underwood, darker eyes looked forth threateningly upon him. Go where he would, do what he would, thero seemed to be a hundred eyes fastened upon his every movement. Still he did not heed them. With a wary eye, and careful observation he noticed every change. A week had thus pissed, and no decided demonstration had been made. One morning while bathing early in tho water of the Mississippi, he perceived the treacherous Tah-a-was-sa steal down to the bank, with the evident intention of abstracting his rifle. Springing to the shore he caught the Indian in the very act. Seizing his weapon he presented it at the breast of tho warrior. Dog of a dacotah,' he cried, 'back to vour people! Are you not a thieving Sioux? Begone, I Bay, and come no more to my hut. We are not friends;-and if, we meet again blood may be shed.' '.Tis the white man's blood that lah-a-was-sa would have. The stranger's scalp must hang here at the belt of the bra' e.' There floated in the rising sunbeam tho

glitter of a tomahawk. With a deadly aim the Indian threw it full at tho Lead of Coolly. A-s!ilrht movement of the bodv,

a::d the weapon was baridd beneath the si".ent waters of. "tho rirer beyond. The white man escaped, but tha next moment the warrior was rolling on the ground .in the agonies of dGalh. Coolcv's bullet had not miased iis mark. rri . a!. . ,i " n. . t i .... Auen uprose on me air uu: yena o: a nun I di ed savages. Cooley hastily resumed his i l'irht costume and stood wa'uing tho event. There were loud calls among the Indians, as if from lip ;o lip ran tho summons to the spot. In a few moments more, from every direction appeared tho der.iz,ns of the forest. Stealthily they approached.. There tras a terror iu the manner with which tlie white man was regarded 'as he stood there proudly, undaunted and defiant. As they closed upon him the Snow-drop rushed into their midst, Rnd throwing herself into the arms of her while lover, turnod towar ds the appr-oachiog numbers. With passionate expreifoljs she addressed t!:.jm. With fervid eloquence ehe held them spell-bound. She might have triumphed had not a new character presented himself upon the scene. This aas Wab-a-shaw, the h-.ad chief of tho tribe and tho mighty warrior of them all.- Over his broad capacious shoulder, and across his breast, hum- a rich and elaborately worked blanke. A glittering tomahawk was in his belt of wampum. Ho was a noble specimen cf tlie brave Sachems of eld. Striding up to the dead body of tho Indian, h? uttered one sad ery, then motiored to his people to remove tho corpse of their kinsman. He glared fiercely upon the vounir adven turer, who had so unfortunately invoked vqngeanc. His daughter, Mah-1 j-too-ah, Stood beside him a3 he addressed Cooley. You have come to the haunts of the red man to murder and destroy! When your axe first resounded through thesa woods. my peoplo camo to me, and saii that the pale face had chosen himself a home ami 1 their wilds Thev would have sent him in the swift canoe down into tho fir. fir V.aters ofyon rivsr; hut Wa-L'a-nhaw saiJ no! Let the white man rtay. B. -hold how we are reraid! A D.ico'ah bravo hns been seat to Moniiou's hunting grounds, by the bullet of the stranger. The pale face must die!' Wa-ba-ehaw, hear me!' No! The wind ia its Mooting whispers bjit, presages the storm. - Wa-ba-shaw will not listen! Tho spirit of our murdered brave is shrieking for vengeance. No Da cotah ha3 yet died without having tho murderer s scalp!' io. featureHis tomahawk was raised to strik moniac passion worked in every Looley stood calmly, facing hira, awaiting with folded arms the blow he loll ho could not avert; but but ero the weapon descended tho Indian maiden stepped forward and ariested the arm in its mid-career. Hold, Wa-ta-shaw! Ha is a chief of the Dacotahs, and you dare net strike him. The custom" of our race is, that when the daughter of our king weds tho stranger, ho becomes a chief. The pale fice is "the master of Mah-le-too-ah. the Melting Snow-drop of the triba. Here in Ins bosom I repose, and if he dies, I dia too. Tah-a-was-sa was a dog, w ho sought tho life cf tho stranger.' Her presence of mind caved him. Wa-ba-shaw, savage though h was, conld not resist the pleadings of affection. His warriors, who had never loved the 'dead tyrant, made no objection. Years afterwards,, when civilization, spread its influence far in the north west when other white men came to settle upon the lands that our government had purchased of its dusky owners, Cooley and his lovely Indian bride still dwelt beside the Father of Waters.' Tlie chilJren of the twain now mingle in tlie best society of St. Paul, while tho 'White Chief of the Dacotahs,' and his warm-hearted wife, enjoy tho respect of all who know them. . itiTThc indifferent reader will probable glance over the little essay and lay it down withont preceiving iis merits. The attentive reader will see that as finished a style is, there 13 no word cf more than one syllabla used in it. To appreciate the ingenuity of such an effort one has only to try to imitate it: SLEEP. BY "WM. r BARKER. - Rest is sweet. When day has closed and sounds of toil ara heard no more. Night draws her dark robe iound tho Earth and set3 it with str.r.. Man, Avorn with toil and strife of tho day, goes to his ' home, and soothed by the lull. Is wooed to rest. Now, as he lies on his couch, thoughts that vexed him bj day throng his Taind. Its sweet to muse on the joys of life, , our 'loves and hopes, as Sieep weighs down the lids of our eyes and sheds his sweet balm o're the worn frame. One by one our limbs yield tohi3 touch; thoughts dance round in a wild' mixed waltz then, one by one, they leave us; tho mind makes one fond grasp at each loted shade as it flec3, but fails to seize it; the brain whirls, the mind acts no more, and 'we sink down and ceas3 to be ' - This is Sleepl so like is it to Death that some have called them twins. But Death we fetr, whila-Sleep seems to us a kjnd nurse who takes to her lap the vexed child. We know that Death baars us on his breast to the world we know rot, but which we

mnv not leave when oneo our feet have rfj, vfras: m hu u3 " tho IsnJ of Dream.?.

feet have The bright world of Dreams! As niijht wo row oar barks on its hkci and seas of

ghus; our foot tread its shores, and we : of lhe public. Broke his neck in the prewalk 'mid its dells. Brooks sing to us as formance. Next, showed me skulls of men they leap on their way. Birds with bright killed in wars. Professor observed as a plumes greet us from the boughs, as we ' curious fact tint those slain i:i battlo were, pass through the groves. Notices are so generaly aged having bnl-ed heads. In green as those that grow iu the land of; tha next row was skull of boatman: it was

dreams; flowers rare as tnose. that ruling from the glad soil as we draw near. Towers crowned with gold throw back to the tun the ligiit he mves: and we glide on

through hills throi-ged with tlie loved ones ; shelf, in "tl its. I couldn't tell them from' of. Firth, or thoss who passed from us long, the h?ads of the mails. Professor said since to the world of shades. Night by ' they had a little more jaw. He did not night we talk with the loved ones there, ?pe"ik of their sighs. As I was departing und list to the tales they breathe in our I noticed a curious shaped skull. I took ears; and our hearts swell with the bliss wo : it up. exclaiming 'how wonderful we are feel. Bat e'en the throb with which the made!' 'Put that down,' said tho Profesheart greets them is its dirge; ve wake tojsor, 'it belongs to me.' It v. as marked 'Babweep for the joy which lives not but in our ! boon'." dreams, and is too s wo jt to be known on! Earth. The Sltlituue if IIaiT. DidvouevHow wise a irift is üben. Iu the hiish ' cr watch a sculptor id v. !y fashioning a hu:

of night sleep is born, and rcsi comes to 4 ' j man. Morn corals, and with the dawn he leave.' his couch and goes forth to toil i with new. zeal, 'as a strong man to run a; race.' Each day of toil has its iiight-of rest. Thus U is through life, till ' at la: death comes, and man sleocs to wake to a : new lift of jöy or shame. As in sleep there is no work so there is none in tlie grave. To one worn with toil tho night of death muit bo sweet. Bat thero is no CT 1 1 r f i i j. there; 'a 3 tlie tree falls so it must i2.' lft then, tho day of lifi be lost, how sad the night. For when the trump shall sound to wako us from this last, long shop, we shall

bj judged for our works; he that has d;ne j of loyo. and pniity, and truth habits of well shall rise to'joy that ends not. he who ! falsehood, malice, and unrdeanness, silenthas done ill, "to shams and woo. Work, 7 mould and fashion it, till at length it then. while the dav lasts, for tho niht ; wears the likeness of God, or the imago

j conies when no man can work.' comes when no man can work.'

j- ; J'arociiul Sermon. EScgiuKeng- c the World. The following extras! from a sermon of' . IiUhman tells the following inMr. Spurgeon, the pious English preach:r, c,ilcnt of 1,13 frst exPenüncö ln America: is a specimen of the eloquence which with-1 "I came to this country several years in a year or two has made his name familar a' nnd a3 sooa ns 1 ir, iv-d, hired out to', in boVa hemispheres: . ; a gentleman who farmed a few acres. Ho Can any man toll nie when the beginning ! showed me over the premises, tho stable, was? Years ago wo thought the beginning cows and v,ll,;re lhc corn ,;a7 "ts &c" of the world was when Adam csmo upon weie koFt and thcn sent mc il,.t, Set my it; but we havo discovered that, thousands I suPFr- After supper he said to me, of years bsfora thai God was forming cha-: "J ' ay ked the cow, and giveotic matter to make ii a tit abode for man, ; her lhe co'"'1 "l the car- ' and putting rac44 of creatures upon it, that : 1 wcnt out ri1ld walIieJ about lnl"nffthov mi.riit di and have traeos of His han -1 "ivl''lt couId he mean had I understood

dy work and marvelous skill before He tried His skill on man. But this was not the bei g'nning, for revela-ioa points us to a period long ere this world was fashioned to the days when tho morning s'.ars were begotten, whon like drops of dew from tho fingers of tho morning, stars and constellations fell trickling from the hands cf God, when, by His own lips, with His own hand, He seat comets; like thunderbolts, wandering the skies to find one day their proper snheie. Wo go back

iack to those davs, when worlds "npping with sweat, 1 enteredmy masde and systems "fashioned, and ta j t3r'3 frounce once more. "Please, 8ir.

were made have not. as vetever anoroached the be-! rn ;i n l ?i cr . Until we go back to the limb When all the universe slept iu tho mind of God, as yet unborn, until we enter the eternity where God tho Creator dwells alone, every thing sleeping within Him, all creation sleeping in his mighty gigantic thought, we j have not guessed the beginning. COur wing might bo i tired. ourinia.ina om m.ght dn away. Could it outstrip the lightning s ay. could it outstrip flashes in majesty's" power and activity, it would weary itsalfore it could reach the beginning. .But, God, from the beginning, chose bi3 people, when the unnavigable ether was yet unfmned by the wing of a J single angle, wnen space was shoreless, or j else unoorn; wnen univeisai enence reigncd, and not a voice or a whisper shocked the solemnity of silence; when there was no being, no emotion, and naught buttfod Himself alone in his eternity, when, without the attrndence cf even a chirubim, long ore kne nving creatures er uoin, or tue wheels of the chariot ot Jehovah, were fashioned, even then, 'in the beginning was tho word,' and in the beginning God's peo ple were one in tho world and in the begin ing He chose them all into eternal life. .folia Bolivcr's' Visit to a lhrc2ioIoi;icaI lUusueni. Tlie Saturday Evening Gazette has a New 1 ork correspondent who beats Doesticks in humor and in the knack of playing upou words. The following is extracted from his last leite. ' "It is a free institution filled with dead heads." Profes?or wished to . feel of my head. Told mo to uncover. I told hira to feel of it with my hat on. The hat was felt.. I then took, my" hat off. Ho examined my wig. Said ho knew that there was something io my head -It was full of life. He dwelt a long time on a bunap caused by z sidewalk falling against it while I was taken my room -mate homo frome a primary election. : (Room-mate was very drunk on that occasion.-. He thought he was taken mo home. I had an awful headacho next morning. I felt dregged out.) Professor said a largo bumpdenoted great in qusitiveness. Said I had a searching miadv Told ma to search if I had a quarter in my j pocket. - Called that experimental phrenology. , Professorafter I had mentioned ray nameconducted me around the Museum. Showed mo all the heads.Some were plaster casts.p 'Said they cost;

lots. Tcld him T v:-.B i ' : ' ; , p J e rao skull of Mi;llia,. Mulli lot ; acrobat. juauo ins last nDn-virm r i i . " n titrhi roan in the City Piison for ihr 1,. fir j 4 wi. ,t not for sail. It looked oar-dinary. Poor fellow! lie has run his race. We next pa?cT cur attention to the females. They wero &eemi:i'.lv old maids bcin" laid on tha one. It is painfully and laboriously wrought. A thousand blows rough cast il. lcn iiioiK-inu cnisei-poü'.ts ponsu ana p;rfecl it put in the line touches," and bring .... . x' . . I . . T W out tiu ijalUiCS and e pression. it is a wovic or luno: but n: last the lau uueness i comes out, and stands fixed forever and ! unchanging in the solid marble. Well, so' does a man under the leadings of the Spirit, or ttie teachings ot Jatan, carve out ins i own moral likeness. Jvery clay he add3 something to tlie work. A of thought, and will, and dec I features and expression of ih A thousand acts ied, shape the the soul habits - j superscription of the Evil One. Plain hlm?" 1 scratched my head, then resolved I would enquire again; so I went into the ' !ho llbrar)' where ho was .writing very bus- ! "J. ?na answereu, witnout looking up, i "L thoulil I told you to give the cow tho ! c0 iu tne ccu'' , :x I went out more puzzled ti.an ever. j haJ eJrt Jf an a,i,m!;1 must llnä ankeo w lü?1 1 oxamrned her mouth and ears, hG tcB we.r0 00;' a"J lho ears llko : ose of the kins in the old country.. 'ou bid me 3iv0 cow eome corn in tho ear, but didn't -ou mean the tnouthV "He looked at me a moment, and burst into such a convulsion of laughter, I mado for the stable as fast as my feet could tako me, thinking that I was in the service of crazy man I, 5 Pass Him Roukd. Leander Das comb ft - man tMrt of fivofeet eleven inches higfi, heavy sett blue, i:v ' i S j t eyes, light hair thick, sandy beard, a great talker, moderately intelligent, and not a bad appearing fellow withal, who has a wife and child living near Elmira, N. Y., has ia Oskaloosa,'Iowa. He succeeded in winT. ihQ arJections and confidence cf an estimablo girl, and under promise of marriage, obtained of her some fifty dollars in' money, which was about the entire amount i - j e t. . - j.--v-J Uj hQ summer The evening beforo they to be raarried ßaid Das(fomb ab!; sco'nded with a woman of notoriously bad, character. The young lady whom he had robbed, betrayed and deserted, wa3 so af-' fectcd by her disappointments and troubles, that she put au end to her existence by tak ing strychnine. Tjlxadix Propebtt. The following is a literary copy of the list handed in to the assessors under tho laws of Connecticut, requiring a sworn list of all -taxable property: F -B-list for 18577 .. . To 35 akers of land worth 8400. House ' and barn nothin etal onley place, whare theafes and robbers brakes into and steels' all I put into them, . My head which people scs I nust'put in whicli is so weeke and feebel is wcTth nothin etal. . , - M7 wife is no use to me at al, ahd she' ig gone all tho time nothin at al. 16 Sheape ' 832 00 1 old torn cat 2o . 1 kitten half price 12 It has long been the boast of Connect! ; cut that all her citizens can read and write. , The above gives evidence, of their great ' proficiency in orthography also. ; If . you would have an idea oi the ocean; in a storm, just imagine ten , thonsand' . hills and four thousand mouataius, all exx . a drunk, chasing one another over oewly ploughed ground, with lets cf caverns in " it for them to 'step into. i .

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