Yonnondio, Or Warriors of the Genesee: Tale of the Seventeenth Century

Wiley & Putnam, 1844 - 239 páginas

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Página 217 - Hear, Yonnondio: our women had taken their clubs, our children and old men had carried their bows and arrows into the heart of your camp, if our warriors had not disarmed them, and kept them back, when your messenger Ohgnesse came to our castles.
Página 217 - We may go where we please, and carry with us whom we please, and buy and sell what we please. If your allies be your slaves, use them as such, command them to receive no other but your people.
Página 222 - Canada sends to Onondaga, and talks to us of Peace with our whole House, but War was in his Heart, as you now see by woful Experience. He did the same formerly at Cadarackui, and in the Senekas Country.
Página 217 - I thank you, in their name, for bringing back into their country the calumet, which your predecessor received from their hands. It was happy for you, that you left under ground that murdering hatchet that has been so often dyed in the blood of the French.
Página 223 - No. 5. Containing 88 scalps of women; hair long, braided in the Indian fashion, to show they were mothers; hoops blue; skin yellow ground, with little red tadpoles, to represent, by way of triumph, the tears of grief occasioned to their relations; a black...
Página 97 - The red-breast, perched in arbor green, Sad minstrel of the quiet scene — While hymning, for the dying sun, Strains like a broken-hearted one, Raised not her mottled wing to fly As swept those silent warriors by. The wood-cock, in his moist retreat, Heard not the falling of their feet ; On his dark roost the gray owl slept ; Time with his drum the partridge kept, Nor left the deer his watering-place, So hushed, so noiseless was their pace.
Página 217 - I do not sleep; I have my eyes open, and the sun which enlightens me, discovers to me a great captain at the head of a company of soldiers who speaks as if he were dreaming.
Página 217 - Ohguesse, came to our castles It is done, and I have said it. Hear, Yonnondio, we plundered none of the French, but those that carried guns, powder, and ball to the Twightwies and Chictaghicks, because those arms might have cost us our lives.
Página 217 - You must have believed when you left Quebec, that the sun had burnt up all the forests, which render our country inaccessible to the French...
Página 229 - ... without any variation till midnight. The Indians, and some of the inhabitants of the back settlements, think if this bird perches upon any house, that it betokens some mishap to the inhabitants of it.

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