The Valley of Wyoming: The Romance of Its History and Its Poetry. Also, Specimens of Indian Eloquence |
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... father , mother , brother , son , butchered or tortured it might be , and they themselves perhaps compelled to look on the while in speechless agony ; they still nerved themselves to bear their misery and privations like men , waiting ...
... father , mother , brother , son , butchered or tortured it might be , and they themselves perhaps compelled to look on the while in speechless agony ; they still nerved themselves to bear their misery and privations like men , waiting ...
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... father of the subject of the present narrative , was a non - combatant , being a member of the Society of Friends . Feeling himself , therefore , safe from the hostility even of the savages , he did not join the survivors of the ...
... father of the subject of the present narrative , was a non - combatant , being a member of the Society of Friends . Feeling himself , therefore , safe from the hostility even of the savages , he did not join the survivors of the ...
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... father , believing , with the Hebrew patriarch , that " the child was not . " The years of a generation passed , and the memory of little Frances was forgotten , save by the two brothers and a sister , who , though advanced in the vale ...
... father , believing , with the Hebrew patriarch , that " the child was not . " The years of a generation passed , and the memory of little Frances was forgotten , save by the two brothers and a sister , who , though advanced in the vale ...
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... father's name was Slocum . He resided on the banks of the Susquehanna , but the name of the valley I do not recollect . Sixty winters and summers have gone since I was taken captive by a party of Delawares , while I was playing before ...
... father's name was Slocum . He resided on the banks of the Susquehanna , but the name of the valley I do not recollect . Sixty winters and summers have gone since I was taken captive by a party of Delawares , while I was playing before ...
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... but she Was gone - and Gertrude climbed a widowed father's knee . XI . A loved bequest , and I may half impart , To them that feel the strong paternal tie , How like a new existence to his heart That living WYOMING . 71.
... but she Was gone - and Gertrude climbed a widowed father's knee . XI . A loved bequest , and I may half impart , To them that feel the strong paternal tie , How like a new existence to his heart That living WYOMING . 71.
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Albert amidst arms bank battle beautiful beaver beneath blood bosom brave brothers Brothers-We calumet canoes chief child Christian Colonel Ewing colony Connecticut council Count Zinzendorf Creek dear death Delawares desolation dreadful e'en Edinburgh Review eloquence eyes father feel fire Five Nations flowers forests Forty Fort Frances Slocum French friends GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's governor Grangula hand hath head heard heart heaven History of Wyoming Indian kindred land light little Frances lived Logan look mother mountains mournful Nanticoke o'er Oneida peace Pennsylvania pirogue plain Plymouth Company poem poet possession ravelin remains river romance round savage scene Senecas sent settlement Shawanese side sire sister Six Nations song soul speech Spirit stoicism story Susquehanna sweet tears thee thou town tree of peace trees tribe valley Waldegrave Waldegrave's warriors wild wilderness Wilkes-Barre women woods Yonnondio Zinzendorf
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Page 24 - For all these reasons we charge you to remove instantly, we don't give you the liberty to think about it. You are women.
Page 151 - Brother, continue to listen. You say that you are sent! to instruct us how to worship the Great Spirit agreeably to his mind; and, if we do not take hold of the religion which you white people teach we shall be unhappy hereafter.
Page 77 - As monumental bronze unchanged his look : A soul that pity touch'd, but never shook : Train'd from his tree-rock'd cradle to his bier, The fierce extremes of good and ill to brook Impassive — fearing but the shame of fear — A stoic of the woods — a man without a tear.
Page 110 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Page 151 - Brother, we do not understand these things; we are told that your religion was given to your forefathers, and has been handed down from father to son. We also have a religion which was given to our forefathers, and has been handed down to us, their children.
Page 148 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat, if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war, Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was* ray love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, ' Logan is the friend of white men.
Page 151 - Spirit agreeably to his mind, and if we do not take hold of the religion which you white people teach, we shall be unhappy hereafter; you say that you are right, and we are lost; how do we know this to be true? We understand that your religion is written in a book...
Page 150 - The white people had now found our country. Tidings were carried back, and more came amongst us. Yet we did not fear them. We took them to be friends. They called us brothers. We believed them, and gave them a larger seat. At length their numbers had greatly increased. They wanted more land; they wanted our country. Our eyes were opened, and our minds became uneasy. Wars took place. Indians were hired to fight against Indians, and many of our people were destroyed.
Page 146 - ... with its branches. I assure you, in the name of the Five Nations, that our warriors shall dance to the calumet of peace under its leaves, and shall remain quiet on their mats, and...
Page 148 - Logan, not even sparing my women and children. There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it: I have killed many: I have fully...