Elkswatawa

“And many a gloomy tale tradition yet Saves from oblivion of their struggles vain, Their prowess and their wrongs, for rhymer meet, To people scenes, where still their names rem...

“Then he hears How the fierce Indian scalped the helpless child, And bore its shrieking mother to the wild, Butch'ring the father, hastening to his home, Who sought his cottage,...

“The western borders were with crimson spread, The sun descending looked all flaming red; He thought good manners bound him to invite The strange youth to be his guest that nigh...

On the side of a green sloping hill, along whose base murmured a little rivulet, lay the temporary camp of a roving band of Indian warriors. It was situated within that region o...

“Where is the stony eye that hath not shed Compassion's heart drops o'er the sweet McCrea? Through midnight's wilds by savage bandits led, Her heart is sad, her lover far away.”

——“But now he kneels, And, like a scout when listening to the tramp Of horse or foot, lays his experienced ear Close to the ground, then rises and explores, Then kneels again, a...

Nearly a month had passed away, and the hunters might be seen on the lands of the Wabash, where they searched every avenue for information, which promised the least hope. Tellin...

Rolfe and Earthquake deeply sympathized with the Indian mother, and remained with her several days for the purpose of supplying her and her son with food. As their stay was prol...

“But winter has yet brighter scenes, he boasts Splendours beyond what gorgeous summer knows, Or autumn, with his many fruits, and woods All flushed with many hues. Come, when th...

“Regions of beauty there the rovers found; The flowery hills with emerald woods were crowned; Spread o'er the vast savannas, buffalo herds Ranged without master; and the bright...

“'Tis said thou holdest converse with the things Which are forbidden to the search of man; And that with evil and unheavenly spirits Thou communest. I know that with mankind, Th...

Some time had now elapsed since the exposition at the Haunted Cavern, and the disciples of Elkswatawa were still zealously engaged in disseminating his doctrines far and wide. M...

The circumstances which we have detailed in the last chapter, sad as they may be, are culled unvarnished from the page of history; and were that wanting, I believe there are wit...

“A hectic pleasure flushed her faded face; It fled, and deeper paleness took its place; Then a cold shudder thrilled her—and, at last, Her lip a smile of bitter sarcasm cast.”

“They love their land because it is their own, And scorn to give aught other reason why— A stubborn race, fearing and flattering none, Such are they nurtured, such they live and...

Our readers cannot have forgotten the story of the Indian mother who was discovered by the hunters during their excursion to the Wabash, searching at night for her son, nor thei...

“Well might his lays be lofty! soaring thought From Nature's presence tenfold grandeur caught: Well might bold Freedom's soul pervade the strains, Which startled eagles from the...

“While through the broken pane the tempest sighs, And his step falters on the faithless floor, Shades of departed joys around him rise, With many a face that smiles on him no mo...

“Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land! There points thy muse to stranger's...

“There is a trampling in the wood;— The mat, the cabin's entrance rude, Shakes;—it was no dream of fear,— Behold an Indian's face appear, He stands within the cot.—”

Kenah, with his captives, departed from the lodge of Netnokwa at night. Oloompa, with Rolfe and Earth, reached there late on the following day. Upon nearing the lodge, they were...

It will be recollected, that we left Tecumseh descending the Wabash, on his way to the south, having avowed to General Harrison, previous to his departure, that his object in go...

The spot where Oloompa left Rolfe and his party, and which they still occupied, was a small glade or opening in the forest about half a mile from Tippecanoe, and nearly the same...

“Last of a noble race, To a lonely bed they bore him, 'Twas a green, still, solemn place, Where the mountain pine waves o'er him; Woods alone Seem to moan, Wild streams to deplo...