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“ To gild with radiance new and fair

The quiet of our humble cot ; And make each tender thought a prayer

That hope and gladness be her lot.

“ Dear Edwin, 'twas a mournful time

When from our hearts God took that flower, Yet in that undecaying clime,

She blossoms in a fadeless bower.

She turn'd- the picture met her view-life's

bright and dewy years, When youth and hope were all too gay for sorrow

and for tears, Came gliding from their dim retreats amid Time's

hoary caves, And brought with them the lov'd and lost from

old ancestral graves. Clasp'd were her hands- the vision past- those

friendly tones no more Will sweep in cadence o'er her soul, on earth's

dim, barren shoreBut hark! her eyes are rais'd above-angelic

sweetness floats From golden harps of seraphim, in clear trium

phal notes ! She press'd her husband's hand in hers-gave

one long silent kissThen poising on her spirit-wings, with mingled

woe and bliss She sang her swan-like, dying song, while Faith

was hovering by To sanctify the parting hour by teaching how to


“ And there, my own, I soon shall be,

Yet long from thee, I will not stray,Each whisper of the waving tree,

Each fragrant bloom upon the spray,

“ Shall fill thy soul with heavenly thought,

Shall make thee feel my presence near, Shall give thee hopes with sweetness fraught,

Unshadowed by a fruitless tear!

“ Not long shalt thou on earth abide

With vain ideals in thy heart ;-
But borne adown Death's rushing tide,

Shalt trim thy sails, consult thy chart :

“I go ! dear Edwin, do not mourn

That I should early take my rest In that dim, unreturning bourne,

That heralds me a home all blest

“ And as thou near'st the heavenly shore,

How glad will be its home-like air :How sweet to meet and part no more,

How blest to dwell ’mid song and prayer !"


Millington, Conn.

All richly blest in boundless Love,

That feels no anxious doubts or fears, The dwellers in that home above

Know naught of pain, or death, or tears !


“And yet what holy, happy hours

Our earthly love has sanctified ! Soft shone the sun on forest bowers,

As through their aisles a gladsome bride,

“I roamed in bliss, my hand in thine,

My spirit drinking in each tone Which from thy lips fell on a shrine,

My heart's fond shrine--all, all thine own!

“ Sweet were the voices of the breeze,

Like harp-strings touch'd by seraph hand,And 'mid the tall, umbrageous trees

We caught a glimpse of Heaven's own land ! “ An echo, too, the brooklet gave,

An aspiration ne'er to die,-
A hope out-reaching e'en the grave,

Outliving earth's most blessed tie !

It is well known to those at all conversant with Indian habits and customs, that their modes of punishment are never reformatory, but, on the contrary, of the most revengeful character. With them there is no reform, no forgiveness, no asking for mercy, no offering of pardon. It is life for lise; and as this is understood by them all, no complaint of the severity of bis doom is ever preferred by the culprit. If he fixes his heart upon murder, he does it with the certain knowledge that his turn will probably come next; and rarely does he escape, or even attempt it. The crime is never forgotten; and some relative of the murdered one, generally the nearest in kin, seeks the first opportunity to slay the murderer; or if he cannot succeed in this, he will take the life of some relative of the offend

This satisfies the law, and does away the necessity of calling together a council to deliberate the means of retaliation, to sit in judgement upon the guilty one, and finally to erect the tree and cross-bar for his execution. Occa.


“Dear were those bridal hours, but still

More dear the later hours we spent ; When, like a fairy music-rill,

A cherub form from heaven was lent

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sionally, however, an occurrence of the kind tempt by the whole tribe. Besides, the White seems to demand the decision of the sachems; Swan would think him wanting in courage, to and then there is full justice, according to their thus tamely submit to the continued insults of dim perceptions, meted out to the violater of the those less renowned than himself. Accordingly law. This punishment is summary, and to he determined to avenge himself of the first incivilized nations who do the thing in a more de- dignity offered him. It was not long before an liberate manner, and according to more enlight- opportunity presented itself. ened principles, seem s savage in the extreme. Among those who had sued for the favor of To a reflecting mind, there can be but little dif- O-wee-na, and been rejected, was Wa-wa-tu-sa, ference; both are repulsive to the higher and the Rattlesnake; and he felt towards Hi-was-see holier feelings of the soul; but to our story. the most bitter hatred, on account of his more

That portion of Michigan lying to the south favorable reception with the White Swan. He and west of Lake Superior, was formerly own- had crossed the path of the young brave many ed and occupied by the Chippewa tribe of In- times, in the most insulting mapper, and ven. dians. It is but a few years since it became the tured as far as he dared, without risking his own property of the Government by treaty with its safety. original owners; and to this day they are found One evening just at sunset, as Hi-was-see rethere in large numbers.

turned from the chase, having been remarkably Formerly they were a powerful tribe; and successful, he saw Wa-wa-tu-sa and several oththough less warlike than some of the more wes- er young braves standing before the lodges which tern clans, were far from being cowardly. They were pitched according to custom very near todid not so often go from their homes upon the gether. Apprehending some insult, he marched war-path, but when attacked, defended their sullenly along without showing any conscioushunting grounds with true Indian tenacity. Mis- ness of their presence, although his fingers quis. sionaries had been sent among them to intro- ered convulsively to grasp the hilt of his hunt. duce the customs of the whites, but had made ing knife; but he strode silently on, determined little impression. They followed the chase as to give no offence. As he came near, Wa-waeagerly as ever, had their pow-wows or dog tu-sa presented himself directly in his path, as feasts, war-dances and medicine men, as their if he would make the young Chippewa turn aside fathers had for many centuries; and a warrior to pass him. Hi-was-see continued to advance, was known by the number of scalps that deco- but the Rattlesnake did not stir from the path. rated his wigwam.

A low chuckle ran through the company, and Among the bravest of the Chippewas at that the next instant Wa-wa-tu-sa was sent through time, was Hi-was-see, the Eagle, a young sa- the air many feet, striking the ground in no gen. chem, who had just returned from his second tle manner. Recovering his feet, he dashed at war adventure, and displayed at his belt so many Hi-was-see with his knife, muttering loud enough scalps of the Sioux, the most powerful and war- for all to hear, “ The cowardly Eagle could buy like tribe of the West, that it was universally the scalps of the Sioux, to make him seem a conceded among the braves, that Hi-was-see warrior. If he is a brave, let him take the scalp was fittest of the Chippewas to go on the war. of a Chippewa! Wa-wa-tu-sa offers his." This path. The old warriors chanted his praises in was more than Hi-was-see could bear. Un. the dance, and the maidens looked upon him sheathing his hunting knife, quick as lightning with approving eyes. This last, perhaps, did he turned upon the Rattlesnake, and giving one more than any thing else, to stir up among the long, fierce yell, the next moment the scalp of young warriors, a little envy of Hi-was-see; and Wa-wa-tu-sa swung at the belt of the angry when 0-wee-na, the White Swan, daughter of brave. Uttering the short Indian word beware! the great Sagamore, Nee-zhi-goon-kan, gave he turned upon the others, but not one of them him her love, the young brave was regarded advanced; they dared not beset the Eagle in his with no favorable eyes by others who had sought wrath; and sheathing his knife, he went on his in vain the love of 0-wee-na. They began to way. wish him out of the way; and the life of the Immediately summoning the chiefs and great Eagle was from that time constantly disturbed men of the tribe, he gave himself up to be pun. by petty annoyances from the other young men ished as they should decide. He offered no deof the nation. At length he found he must rid fence; vengeance was satisfied, and he was conhimself of these, or be looked vpon with con

tent. He sat with his head bent down, appar

ently unconscious and unconcerned, while the him. He knew the friends of Wa-wa-tu-sa inatter of life and death was being deliberated. would keep an incessant watch upon him, with At last, War-ra-war-ra, the oldest chief of the ready aim to pierce his heart at his first attempt tribe, stood up and addressed him. “ Hli-was- to escape. Before bim lay the stormy billows, see, you have slain a brave of the Chippewas: never at rest, roaring, dasbing, tearing madly he was a cowardly dog, but the knife of a brave close up to the beach, and forever lashed into warrior must not be red with the blood of his masses of foam. He knew he could not stem brothers; their scalps must not swing at his them; he felt that no bark could come to his girdle. The Rattlesnake was but a child in the rescue. Still no shade gathered upon his dusky talons of the Eagle; he could easily have man- brow, no tear filled his dark eye. He was a true aged hini without taking his life ; but he let the Indian warrior, and ready to meet any thing Bad Spirit blind him, and now too he must die. firmly. Could be have met those cowards who But we will give him a chance for his life.” dogged his steps, face to face, he would have

War-ra-war-ra then proceeded to name the dared the odds; but be well knew that from punishment allotted to Hi-was-see. It was that their ambuscade they would mark him, and he should be confined in a high enclosure, built without giving him the least chance of defence. of logs upon three sides, so that the inside could Yet he ate with his usual appetite, drinking not be seen from without. The fourth side was sparingly of the fire-water, that he might posto open upon the wild shore of Lake Superior, sess all his energies; and from day to day, sitat a spot where the roughness of the waters ren- ting silently on the shore of the lake, lost in dered ingress or egress, in any way, apparently thought, and immovable as an Indian always is impossible. Here he was to be placed with when trouble weighs upon his mind. twenty days provisions. When that was ex- The white gulls and wild ducks came near hausted, he might come forth at the risk of his bim, sailing round and round, and Tering their

life. Any man of the tribe had liberty to shoot fair breasts as .tempting marks for his bullet; i him, wherever be found him.

but he spared them, koowing that he had no This was giving the Eagle but a small chance. means of procuring them, should he bring them True there were but few, comparatively, of the down. tribe wiio did not respect Hi-was-see; and from On the fifteenth day, when his stock of prothem he would experience no harm ; but the visions began to run low, he was aroused from kinsmen of Wa-wa-tu-sa, and some of the his apparent stupor, by the hoarse clang, clang, younger braves who envied him, would keep the of wild geese; and looking upward, he saw a keenest watch upon his motions, and though he large flock Bying very near the earth and directmight be starring, the first step he made in quest ly towards his enclosure. Quick as thought he of sustenance might be his last. The fearful- sprang to his feet, seized his rifle, and with glitness of his doom was all apparent to him; but tering eye and compressed lips, awaited the fanot a muscle of his rigid face moved, not a glance vorable moment. Taking sure aim as they were of his dark eye bespoke the least feeling upon flying slowly over his head, he fired, and down the subject. He took up his rille and moved came a large goose close at his feet. A short, away to his lodge, as usual, to await his sum- angry bark outside, warned him that his enemons to the place of his confinement. With the mies were there, and in rage at his success. dawn of day he was promptly informed that his Rousing himself, he sent back a long, fierce yell, future residence was ready, and without deign

that made the woods and cliils echo and re-echo ing a look of regret or even farewell to any one, again and again ; after which he proceeded to he went his way alone, and took possession. strip off the feathers, and prepare his prize for

There were the dried veaison and parched eating. corn, the mug from which he was to drink, the This unexpected occasion helped to prolong little keg of fire-water, the pipe and weed, and

his existence a brief period beyond the time althe couch of skins which were to sustain his life lotted by his judges. He ate it with as good twenty days. He surveyed them all with a look relish as though he were on the broad prairie, of silent contempt, and after a few minutes seat- free as air; for severe early discipline trains the ed himself on the shore to watch the ever vary- red man to meet any faie. ing play of the billows, and meditate upon his Day afier day, the sun rose and set upon the chances of life. There was a fearful odds against caged Chippewa, but brought no way of escape. VOL. XX.


lle determined with himself that his enemies

should never shoot him down like a dog ; if he must die, they should not know how death came to him. In the deep night he would plunge into the billows and bury himself in the dark waters.

At last his provisions were gone, and the young brive began to feel the strength depart from his sinews. The happy hunting grounds seemed but a short distance off. A thought of his loved (-wee-na, came often across his mind, and then his dusky brow would darken, and a sigh almost heave his swarthy breast. One day he sat in his accustomed place, upon the shore, thinking how long he should delay escaping from his suffering. Suddenly his eye was caught by the struggles of a fish-hawk that was foundering in the waters. A moment afterward, it emerged bearing in its talons a large fish, likewise struggling in its unnatural element. The hawk laid its course for the woods; but finding its load too burdensome, he alighted slowly on one corner of Hi-was-see's lodge.

It was an exciting moment for the young sachem. Stretching out his arm, which, a moment before was weak as an infant's, he drew his rifle, always loaded, to him, with a strength which excited feeling alone can lend. Steadily he raised it, and taking the surest aim, despatched the leaden messenger to stay the advances of death. Again that cry of stilled rage told him that his enemies were without; and again mustering his energies, he sent back the Chippewa war-whoop, and immediately changed it into a long, plaintive, but steady death yell. Staggering to his feet he seized his prey, and was soon satisfying the demands of his emaciated frame. A portion was spared, and placed in the sun to dry, that he might not lose a particle.

That same night, as he paced the strand by moonlight, feeling a revival of his courage in view of the two occurrences, that had prolonged his life, he beheld a small animal come up from the water and advance within the limits of his lodge. It did not perceive him, and approaching it stealthily, he dealt it a blow from the butt of his rifle, which instantly killed it. Bending over it, he saw that it was an amphibious animal of the otter kind. With much satisfaction he removed the skin with his hunting knife, cut the jesh into strips for drying, and afterwards laid himself down in his bed of skins for a good night's rest. This supplied him with food for several days, and as his enemies could not know of his good fortune, he thought he might yet outlive their watchfulness, and escape.

Again was his sustenance gone, and again did he sit moodily upon the shore meditating his death-plunge; but this time it was a glorious sunset. The beams of the departing sun tipped the foaming billows with a beautiful radiance; and a bend in the shore of the lake brought the glistening cliffs of the wild coast, all streaming with liquid gold, in full view of the young Sag. amore. He eyed the same with an admiring eye; it might be the last he should behold; but the stern look was there still; and a beholder would not have divined a thought that agitated his bosom. Thus he sat, motionless, until the deep night came down over the waters, and the first beams of the rising moon fell aslant the rough bosom of the lake.

As he gazed upon the restless waves, he was startled by a dark object rising and falling upon the tumbling billows. It had the size and appearance of a canoe ; but the young Chippewa could not believe a bark would live a moment in those turbulent waters. He eyed it keenly, as it seemed to approach the shore; and a feeling of superstition began to creep over him, when the voice of 0-wee-na was heard above the sound of the waters: “If the Eagle lives, let him strike a light on the shore, that the White Swan may swim to his lodge.” In a moment a faint light shone by the side of Hi-was-see, and instantly the canoe canie bounding towards the shore. When within a short distance, O-wee-na was heard again, “ If the Eagle has not gone to the happy fields, let him speak to (-wee-na.” Hiwas-see answered, “ The White Swan is a great swimmer, to try the rough waters. What does she seek?" “She seeks the Eagle; let him trust himself to the waters, and O-wee-na will save him. The Eagle must hasten before the braves awaken, or it will be too late. They believe he is dead, and have made themselves drunk with the fire-water, in joy that he is cut ofl. Let him come into the waters and escape with the White Swan where his enemies can. not find him." Hi-was-see answered, “The Eagle will be with the White Swan in a moment."

Seizing his batchet, le clave the bark from one of the logs, and by the dim light of his torch, drew upon the inside with the quick rude skill of the Indian, the form of a canoe struggling in the waters. Perched upon one side, he placed the figure of an eagle; and swimming graceful. ly at its prow, with its neck laid lovingly across it, was a white swan. Fastening it quickly to the inside of the lodge, he caught his hatchet


and rifle, and leaping from the cliff several feet

OBITUARIES. into the water, he struck out bravely for the canoe of 0-wee-na. The White Swan was on the alert for him, and managing the canoe skil

Died in Mexico, N. Y., January 27, 1851, fully, Hi-was-see was soon in safety at her side.

Mrs. Ann-Eliza Thayer, daughter of General Yet the danger was not over.

With incredi

BEZALEEL and MARGARET Thayer, aged 26 ble bravery and skill had 0-wee-na, guided by

years. the star of love, piloted her canoe through those

Mrs. Thayer left her residence in Fulton, N. boisterous waters. The joy of having rescued

Y., a few days previous to her death, in apparher lover, made her hand unsteady, and it was

ent health, and so far as mortal knowledge could all she and Hi-was-see himself, in his weak

judge, under excellent prospects of a long and state, could do to keep the canoe afloat. When

useful life, but arriving at her father's house, in at a little distance from the shore, Hi-was-see

Mexico, she was soon prostrated with what final. raised again his shrill war-whoop in the most defying manner.

ly proved to be a disease of the heart. Although A low, angry growl from the

thus suddenly and unexpectedly called to part shore, told him that his enemies heard him, and

with her many devoted friends, her affectionate had discovered his departure. Once more raising his voice, he sent forth such a shout of exul

husband and loving parents, she was prepared to

go without fear or murmuring. She was an intation that the cliffs rang with the echo.

telligent and unwavering believer in the final Nothing was ever seen of the Eagle or White

happiness of all God's children; she had studied Swan among the Chippewas; but the white

well the character of God, the blessed promises traders often brought news of them from a dis

of the Gospel of Christ, and consequently, in the tant tribe beyond the Lakes. The enemies of

very bloom and beauty of life, she turned away the Eagle entered his deserted hut on the fol

from all the attractions of earth, and like a dulowing morning, and discovering the piece of tiful, confiding child, went peacefully and love bark with his departing hieroglyphics upon it, ingly to the arms of her heavenly Father. Once, saw that he was indeed gone, but baffled anger while her mother bent over her, adjusting her was all they had left for consolation. Hi-was

hair, or smoothing her pillow, she expressed see was gone with his loved (-wee-na.

wish that she might fall asleep and never awake

again in this world. This wish was partially Richfield Spy, July 4, 1851.

gratified, for she died without a struggle or a froan, and only the still bosom and the hushed pulse, told when the spirit had departed for the “ home of the angels.” She had for a long time been a member of the Universalist choir in

Fulton, where she sung praises to the Father CONSTANTINOPLE.

she loved, and to whom she now sings anthems of sweeter and holier harmony in heaven.



J. H. T.


CONSTANTINOPLE, built by and named afier Constantine the Great, was, till 1453, the residence of the Emperors of the East, and since that time it has been the city of the Sultans. It lies on the Sea of Marmora, and at the south- Died in Plymouth, Mass., Oct. 11, 1850, Mrs. western opening of the Thracian Bosphorus, HANNAH, wife of B. HATHAWAY, Esq., and which separates Europe from Asia. It impres. | daughter of the late William Nye, Esq., aged ses the traveler more as a picture seen at a dis. tance, than when its narrow, dirty and steep Though many months have passed away since streets are trodden. It is an unclean beauty, the death of this estimable woman, she is not and for want of any thing like sanatary arrange- forgotten by the husband and children left be. ments, the plague is a frequent visitor. For an hind, but every succeeding day teaches them elegantly written work on life in Constantino- more and more of the greatness of their loss. In ple, we commend Miss Bardoe's “ City of the the relation of wife she was confidingly faithful, Sultans."

seeking in every act the welfare, interest, and

41 years.

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