Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 25, Pages 498-499
II.
THE INDIAN WITH HIS DEAD CHILD.*[1]
Then the hunter turn'd away from that scene,
Where the home of his fathers once had been,
And burning thoughts flash'd o'er his mind,
Of the white man's faith and love unkind.
Bryant.
In the silence of the midnight,
I journey with the dead:
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*"A striking display of Indian character occurred some years since in a town in Maine. An Indian of the Kennebeck tribe, remarkable for his good conduct, received a grant of land from the state, and fixed himself in a new township, where a number of families were settled. Though not ill treated, yet the common prejudice against Indians prevented any sympathy with him. This was shewn on the death of his only child, when none of the people came near him. Shortly after, he gave up his farm, dug up the body of his child, and carried it with him two hundred miles through the forest, to join the Canadian Indians."—Tudor’s Letters on the Eastern States of America.
