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horses, and their wigwams, yea, their holy houses of 

 worship, sacrilegiously burnt before their eyes, their 

 property seized and sold "under the hammer," and them- 

 selves surrounded and forbidden to mourn. — Aye, for a 

 whole hot summer day, forbid to ask or seek for water, 

 while they were driven from their homes and graves of 

 their fathers, far away beyond "the great river." 



Will retributive justice ever be visited upon this nation 

 for national sins? If so, then wo to the day, when it is 

 showered upon it. But enough of this digression. Who- 

 ever has travelled over the north part of Indiana, knows, 

 and whoever has not, may know by casting his eye upon 

 the map, that it abounds with a vast number of small 

 lakes. And in such an extent of territory, uninhabited 

 throughout a great portion of it, how hopeless must have 

 been the task of finding an individual Indian, without any 

 fixed habitation, though it might be known that his prin- 

 cipal place of residence was upon the banks of some one 

 of those numerous lakes, the Indian name, or rather, 

 some one of its names, might be known. But how much 

 more hopeless would be the task, if the name of that In- 

 dian who was sought, had been misunderstood, or for- 

 gotten. But let the faithful seeker after truth never de- 

 spond, however dark the path before him, for "truth is 

 mighty and shall prevail." Let him persevere with a 

 firm reliance on the justness of his cause, and the end 

 shall be equal to the means used to accomplish his object. 



The writer of this article is one of those who helped 

 to fill up the territory above spoken of. Two years after 

 the date of the treaty, I pitched my tent upon a beautiful 

 glade of blue grass, upon the east side of a pleasant grove 

 of hickory, burr, oak, crabapple, and plums, and on the 

 border of a gently undulating prairie, stretching away 

 to the east for several miles, where late, and for a long 

 time before, had been a favorite habitation of the natives 

 of this delightful country. On the same ground, where, 

 for many years had been the Indian's garden, still flour- 

 ishes that useful appendage to every farm-house. — 



