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Our Country, her Commerce, and Iicr Free Institutions.
OTTAWA, ILLINOIS, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1810.
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OTTAWA is the seat of justice of La Salle
county; is situated at the junction of the Fox river
with the Illinois, 290 miles, by water, from Saint
Louis, and mid-way between Chicago and Peoria.
The population of Ottawa is about ore thousand.
Agent for the I'ic Trader.
D. S. Emkhsul. mail contractor.
C G. Hhui, Dayton.
A. 0. Smith, Smith's Mills.
Jasdx Ocni.tr, Troy Grove.
L. W. Dimvuck, Vcrmilionvilli.
ITixnT Phillips, Munson, (Indian creek.)
C. W. IUtsoids, P. M. Pontiac.
Iters Mono t:v, Alomnn'r. Mill.
Jmss O. Ourr, Bristol, Kane Co. III.
WmtiM Rixf.t, near Van IJiiren, III.
Wit-LiAM K. Urowv, Sunbury, Illinois.
Hrhy Hicks, Hicks' mill, I)? Kalb Co. Ill,
W. W. Winx, Oswpro, Kane Co. 111.
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THE PIUMOMCR I'OR DI RT,
m j. o. vriMTTinn.
Look on him through his dungeon grato
Feebly and cold, the morning light
Comes stealing round him, dim and late
As if it loathed the sight.
Reclining on his strawy bed,
His hand upholds his drooping head
His bloodless cheek is seamed and hard,
Unshorn his grey, neglected beard ;
And o'er his bony fingers flow
His long dishevelled locks of snow.
No grateful iire before him glows,
And yet the winter breath is chill ;
And o'er his half-clud person goes
The frequent ague thrill !
Silent save ever and anon,
A sound, half murmur and half groan,
Forces apart the painful grip
Of the old sufTerer's bearded lip ;
O sad and crushing is the fate
Of old age chained and desolate !
Just God, why lives that old man there t
A murderer shares his prison bed,
Whose eye-balls, through his horrid hair,
Gleam on him fierce and red ;
And the rued oath and heartless jeer
Fall ever on his loathing car,
And, or in wakefulness or sleep,
Nerve, flesh and fibre thrill and creep,
Whene'er that ruffian's tossing limb,
Crimson with murder, touches him !
What has the gray-haired prisoner done !
Has murder stain'd his hands with gore 1
Not so ; his crime's a fouler one ;
Gou made the olo mix roon !
For this he shares a talon's eel!
The fittest earthly typo of hell !
For this the boon for which ho poured
His young blood on the invader's Kword,
And counted light the fearful cost
lib bhod-gaincd lidertt is lojt!
On so, for such a plane of rest,
Old prisoner, poured thy blood as rain
On Concord's field, and Bunker's crest,
And Saratoga's plain ?
Look forth, thou man of ninny scars,
Through thy dim dungeon's iron bars;
It must be joy, in sooth, to see
Yon monument uprearcrd to thee :
Piled graniti and a prison cell
The land repays thy service well !
Go, ring the bells and fire the guns,
. And fling the stary banner out,
Shout "Freedom !" till your lisping ones
Give back their cradled shout;
Let boasted eloquence declaim
Of honor, Hbc.ty and fame;
Still let the poet's strain be heard,
With "glory" for cash second word.
And every thing with breath agree
T.t praise " our glo.ious liberty !''
But when the patriot's cannon jars
The prison's cold and gloomy wall,
And through its grates the stripes and 6ta
v'ltiw on the' Wind and fall
Think ye that prisoner's oged ear
Rejoices ia tho general chcor 1
. Think y his dim and failing eye
. Is kindled at your pageantry t
Sorrowing of soul, and chained of limb,
What is your carnaval to him !
bovn with tho iw that binds him thus!
Unworthy freemen, let it find
No refuge from the withering curse
Of God nnd human kind! ,
Open the prisoner's living tomb,
And usher from its brooding gloom .
The victim ot your savage code,
To the free sun and air of God.
ftor longer dare a crime to brand,
The chastening of the Almighty's hand.
1: Affection knoweth nought? of time,
i tth like the vernal flowers;
. rt pulse is its only chime,
' clings are'its hour.
From the Knickerbocker for October.
The Conspiracy of enninlhln.An Authcu
nr washixgtox irtrixo.
In the autumn of 1823, Governor Du
val, and other commissioners on the part
of the United Suites, concluded a treaty
with the chiefs and warriors of the Flori
da Indians, ly which the latter, for cer
tain considerations, ceded all claims to
the whole territory, excepting a district
in the eastern part, to which they were
to remove, and within which they were
to reside for twenty years. Several of
the chiefs signed the treaty with great
reluctance ; but none opposed it more
strongly than Neamathla, principal chief
of lite Mickasookies, a fierce and warlike
people, many of them Creeks by origin,
who lived about the Mickasookic lake.
Ncamathla had always been active in
those depredations on the frontiers of
Georgia, which had brought vengeance
and ruin on the Seminoles. He was a
remarkable man ; upward of sixty years
ofaga, about six feet hiuh, with a line
eye, and a strongly-marked countenance,
over which he possessed great command
His hatred of the white men appeared to
be mixed with contempt : on the common
people he looked down with infinite
scorn. He seemed unwilling to acknow
ledge any superiority of rank or dignitv
in Governor Duval, claiming to associate
with him on terms of equality, as two
great chieftains. Though he had been
prevailed upon to sign the treaty, his
hear: revolted at it. In one of his frank
conversations with Governor Duval, he
observed : "This country belongs to the
red man ; and if I had the number of war
riors at my command that this nation
once had, I would not leave a white man
on my lands. I would exterminate the
whole. I can say this to you, for you
can understand me: you are a man ; but
I would not say it to your people.
They'd cry out I was n savage, and
would take my life. They cannot ap
preciate the feelings of a man that loves
As Florida-had but recently been erect
ed into a Territory, every thing as yet
was in rude and simple style. The Gov
ernor, to make himself acquainted with
the Indians, and to be near at hand to
keep an eye upon them, fixed his resi
dence at Tallahassee, near the Fowel
towns, inhabited by the Mickasookies.
His government palace for a time was a
mere log house, and he lived on hunters'
fare. The village of Neamathla was but
about three miles off, and thither the
Governor occasionally rode, to visit the
old chieftain. In one of these visits he
found Ncamathla .seated in his wigwam,
in the centre of the village, surrounded by
his warriors. The Governor had brought
him some liquor as a present, but it
mounted quickly into his brain, and made
him boastful and belligerent. The theme
ever uppermost in his mind was the treaty
with thii whites. 'It was true,' lie said,
the red men had made such a treaty,
but the white men had not acted up to it.
The red men had received none of the
money and the cattle that had been prom
ised them : the treaty, therefore, was at
an end, and they did not mean to be
bound by it.'
Governor Duval calmly represented to
him that the time appointed in the treaty
for the payment and delivery of the mo
ney and cuttle hadjiot yet arrived. This
the old chieftain knew full well, but he
chose, for the moment, to pretend ignor
ance. He kept on drinkinsr and talking.
his voice growing louder and louder, until
it resounded all over tho village. He
held in his hand a long knife, with which
he had been rasping tobacco; this he
kept flourishing backward and forward,
as he talked, by w.y of giving effect to
his words, brandishing it at tirnss within
an inch of the Governor's throat. He
concluded his tirade by repeating, that
the country belonged to the red men,
and lhat sooner than give it up, his bones
and the bones of his people should bleach
upon its soil.'
Duval saw that the object of all this
bluster was to see whether he could be
intimidated. He kept his eye, therefore,
fixed steadily on tho chief, and the mo
ment he concluded with this menace,
seized him by the bosom of his hunting
shirt, and clenching his other fist :
I 've heard what you have said,' re
plied he. 'You have made a treaty, yet
you nay your hones shall bleach before
you comply with it. As sure as there is
a sun in heaven, your bones shall bleach,
if you do not fulfil every article of that
treaty ! I '11 let you know that I am
first here, and will see 'that you do your
, Upon this, the old chieftain threw him
self back, burst into a fit of laughing, and
declared that all he had said was in joke.
The Governor suspected, however, that
there was a grave meaning at the bottom
of thi jocularity.
For two months, every thing went on
smoothly : the Indians repaired daily to
the log-cabin palace of the Governor, at
Tallahassee, and appeared perfectly con
tented. All at once thev ceased their
visits, and for three or four days not one
was to be seen. Governor Duval began
to apprehend that some mischief was
brewing. On the evening of the fourth
day, a chief named Yellow-Hair, a reso
lute, intelligent fellow, who had always
evinced an attachment for the Governor
entered his cabin about twelve o'clock at
night, and informed him that between
four and five hundred warriors, painte
and decorated, were assembled to hold :i
secret wartalk at Ncamathla s town. He
had slipped ofl' to give intelligence, at the
risk of his life, and hastened back lest his
absence should be discovered.
uovernor uiivai passed an anxious
-r v i
night after this intelligence. He knew
the talent and the daring character c;f Nc
amathla ; he recollected ihe threats he
had thrown out; he reflected that about
eighty white families were scattered
widely apart, over a great extent of coun
try, and might be swept away at once,
should the Indians, as he feared, determ
ine to clear the country. That he did
not exaggerate the dangers of the case,
has been proved by the horrid scenes of
Indian warfare lhat have since desolated
that devoted region. After a night of
sleepless cogitation, Duval determined on
a measure suited to his prompt and reso
lute character. Knowing the admiration
of the savages for personal courage, he
determined, by a sudden surprise, to en
deavor to overawe and check them. Ii
was hazarding much ; but where so ma
ny lives were in jeopardy, he felt bound
to incur the hazard.
Accordingly, on the next morning, he
set ofl on horseback, attended merely by
white man, who had been reared among
the Seminoles, and understood their lan
guage and manners, and who acted as
interpreter. I hey struck into a 'trail,'
leading to Neamathla's village. After
proceeding about half a mile, Governor
Duval informed the interpreter of the
object of his expedition. The latter,
though a bold man, paused mid remons
trated. The Indians among whom they
were going were among the most desper
ate and discontented of ihe nation. Ma
ny of them were veteran warriors, impov
erished and exasperated by defeat, and
ready to set their lives at onv hazard.
He said that if they were holding a war
council, it must be with desperate intent,
and it would be certain death to intrude
Duval made light of his apprehensions;
he said he was perfectly well acquainted
with the Indian character, and should
certainly proceed. So saying, he rode
on. When within half-a-mile of the vil
lage, the inicrpreter addressed him again,
in such a tremulous tone, that Duval
turned and looked iiim in the face. He
was deadly pale, and once more urged
the Governor to return, as they would
certainly be massacred if they proceeded.
Duval repeated his determination to go
on, but atlviseil Hie other to return, lest
its pale face should betray fear to the
Indians, and they might take advantage
of it. The interpreter replied that he
would rather die a thousand deaths, than
have it said that he had deserted his lea
der when in peril.
Duval then told him he must translate
faithfully all he should say to the Indians,
without softening a word. The interpre
ter promised faithfully to do so, adding
that he well knew, when they were once
in the town, nothing but boldness could
They now rode into the village, and
advanced to the councilhouse. This was
rather n group of four houses, forming a
square, in the centre of w hich was a great
council-lire. The houses were open in
front toward the fire, and closed in the
rear. At each corner of the square there
was an interval between the houses, for
ingress and egress. In these houses sat
the old men and the chiefs ; the young
men were gathered round the fire. Nc
amathla presided at the council, elevated
on a higher scat than the rest.
Governor Duval entered by one of the
comer intervals, and rode boldly into the
centre of the square. The young men
made way for him ; an old man who was
speaking, paused in the midst of his har
angue. In an instant thirty or forty rifles
were cocked and leveled. Never had
Duval heard so loud a click of triggers:
it seemed to strike on his heart. He did
not dare, he says, to look again,' lest it
might affect his nerves ; and on the firm
ness of his nerves every thing depended.
The chief threw up his arm. The ri
fles were lowered. Duval breathed more
freely ; he felt disposed to leap from his
horse, but restrained himself, and dis
mounted leisurely. , He then walked de
liberately up to Ncamathla, and demand
ed, in an authoritative tone, what were
nis motives for holding that council
The moment he made this demand, the
orator sat down. The chief made no re
ply, but hung his head in apparent con
r..: r.-2 . ,
lusiuu. iiutra moments pause, uuval
"I am well aware of the meaning of
tins war council ; and deem it my duty
to warn you against prosecuting the
schemes yon have been devising. If
single hair of a white man in this country
f..n -i - it M i ".
laus to me grounu, i win nang you and
your chiefa on the trees around
i ou cannot pretend to
withstand the power of the white men.
You arc in the palm of the hand of your
oreat lather at Washington, who can
crush you like an egg-shell! You may
Kill me : 1 am but one man ; but recol
lect, white men are numerous as the
leaves on the trees. Remember the fate
of your warriors whose bones are white
ning in battle-fields. Remember your
wives and children who perished in
swamps. Do you want to provoke more
hostilities? Another war with the white
men, anil there will not be a Seminole
left to tell the story of his race."
Seeing the effect of his words, he con
cluded by appointing a day for the Indi
ans to meet htm at St. Marks, and give
an account of their conduct. He then
rode ofl', without giving them time to re
cover from their surprise. That night he
rode forty miles to Apalachicola river, to
the tribe of the same name, who were in
feud with the Seminoles. They promnl-
y put two hundred and fifty warriors at
us disposal, whom he ordered to be at
St. Marks at the appointed day. He
sent out runners, also, and mustered one
iiiiidrcd of the militia to repair to the
same place, together with a number of re
gulars from the army. All his arrange
ments were successful.
Having taken these measures, he re
turned to lallahassec, to the nciirhbor-
lood of the conspirators, to show them
mat uc was not uiraiu. nere nc ascer
tained through Yellow -Hair, that nine
towns were disaffected, and had been con
cerned in the conspiracy. He was care
ful to inform himself, from the same
source, of tho names of the warriors in
each of those towns who were most pop
ular, though poor, and destitute of rank
When the appointed day was at hand
for the meeting at St. Marks, Governor
Duval sot oft' with Ncamathla, who was
at the head of eight or nine hundred
warriors, but who feared to venture into
the fort without him. As they entered
the fort, and saw troops and militia drawn
up there, and a force of Apalachicola sol
diers stationed on the opposite hank of
the river, they thought they were betray-
A grand talk was now held, in which
the late conspiracy was discussed. As
he had foreseen, Neamathla and the other
old chiefs threw all the blame upon the
young men. "Well," replied Duval,
"with tis white men, when we find a
man incompetent to govern those under
him, we put bin down, and appoint
another in his place. Now as you all
you cannot manage your
young men, we must put chiefs over
them who can."
So saying, he deposed Neamathla first;
appointing another in his place ; and so
on with the rest ; taking care to substi
tute the warriors who had been pointed
to him as poor and popular ; putting
medals round their necks, and investing
them with great ceremony. The Indians
were surprised and delighted at finding
the appointments fall upon the very men
they would themselves have chosen, and
hailed them with acclamations. The
warriors thus unexpectedly elevated to
command, and clothed with dignity, were
secured to the interests of the governor
and sure to keep an eye on the disaffect
ed. As to the great chief Ncamathla, iic
left ihe country in disgust, and returned
to the Creek Nation, who elected him a
chief of one of their towns. Thus by the
resolute spirit and prompt sagacity of one
man, a dangerous conspiracy was com
pletely defeated. Governor Duval was
afterward enabled to remove tho whole
nation, through Ids own personal influ
ence, without the aid of tho General
From the .Spirit of the Times.
For XVhnt were we Horn.
When wc look around us on the works
of an Almighty Creator, the world on
which we live, the firmament above, the
cud, moon, and stars and then think of
ourselves, frail, weak creatures, whose
existence is of but short duration, and
even that short period filled up with un
certainties, we may with propriety ask
For what were we born ? -and if we seek
for and answer by noticing the objects
mostly pursued and sought after, wc are
lost in amazement, for they appear of so
light and trifling a nature that wc can
scarcely bring ourselves to believe that the
reality is the truth.
For what were we born ? Was it that
we might accumulate this world's goods,
and possess gold and silver in abundance ?
if so, our existence would be a curse,
and disappointment be our hourly compa
nion, for millious of our fellows seek for
them in vain ; they toil, labor, and grieve
after, yet never possess them, and even
the few who have them, cannot but ac
knowledge their insufficiency to insure
peace or happiness.
For what were we born ? Was it that
our names might be sounded aloud by the
trump of l ame, or we be ihe honored of
the people ? if so, miserably hided woul
our lives bo spent, for vast numbers of
mankind during all ages of the world have
toiled by day and by night, at home and
abroad for these distinctions, and never
received any thing hut disgrace, or they
who may have been the favorites of the
people to-dav, to-morrow may be stink in
oblivion, and even cursed ; or, if not so,
by the tune they reach the goal, and re
ceive the prize they drop off the stage of
existence, ere they reap any benefit or
pleasure from the reward.
lor what were we born ? Was it lhat
we might engage in iho pursuit of plea
sure oy gratilyiug all our animal and base
desires and appetites? if so, each of our
lellow creatures would constitute but so
many particles of one vast mass ofcorrtip
lion, and our worltfbe, but a field of car
nage and blood.
l or what were we born ? Was it that
wc might excel in the arts and sciences?
if so, uselessly indeed would our time
ic employed, for it would only grieve us
to know, that our theories would bn cv.
dolled by those of our successors, and as
for our works of art, they only would sur
vive us for a short time, and then crumble
For what were wc born ? Was it that
we might make great attainments in lite
rature ? much as it would afford to inte
rest and delight, yet even this, is unwor
thy of being the sole object of a life time,
and our intellectual rapacities are so limit
ed, and so many obstacles hinder our re
searches, that after all we could but say,
we know nothing to what ought to be
We arc immortal, formed to live for
ever, and shall witness ihe sun fade the
moon darken the stars fall and the vast
universe burned up ! We who shall stand
unharmed, amid the wreck of matter and
the crush of worlds, and gaze on nature's
funeral pile for what were wc born ?
we may well Umh at the idea cf Riches,
Fame, Honor, Pleasure, Arts, Science,
or Literature, constituting the sole or even
chief object of our existence; wc must
have been born for higher and nobler ob
jects, we certainly exist for far more glo
For what were wc bore ? It certainly
was that wc might glorify GOD, study
and practice His precepts, pursue no
thing that has a tendency to create sorrow
or unhappiness, but lo "do unto others as
wc would that they should dolous." In
fine, we were born, and are sustained alive,
so that we may prepare to exist hereafter
in happiness; and spend eternity with
the author of our being in Joy, Peace, and
Love; far beyond the reach, or remem
brance of ihe cares of life, and bo in real
ity, what wc were at first created, beings
in the likeness and image of GOD.
W. R. S.
The follow ing njhic description of Trenton
Falls is from the pen of Captain Maryatt;
. "A tremendous thunder-storm, with
torrents of rain, prevented my leaving
Ulica for Trenton Falls until late in the
afternoon. The roads, ploughed up by
the rain, were any but democratic ; there
was no level in them ; and wc were jolt
ed and shaken like peas in a rattle, until
wc were silent from absolrtc suffering.
I rose ihe next morning at four o'clock.
There was a heavy fog in tho air, and
you could not distinguish more than one
hundred yards before you. I follow
ed the path pointed out to me ou
tho night before, through a forest of
majestic trees, and, descendng a long
flight of steps, found myself below the
Falls. The seme impressed you with
awe the waters roared through deep
chasms, between two walls of rock, one
hundred and fifty feet high, perpendicular
on each side, and the width between the
two varying from forty lo fifty feet. The
high rocks were of black carbonate of
lime in perfectly lurizonL.l strata, fo
equally divided that they appsared like
solid masonry. For fifty, or .sixty foct
a')ove the rushing waters they were
smooth and bare ; above that line vegeta
tion commenced with email bushes, until
you arrive nt their summits, which were
crowned with splendid forest trees, some
of them inclining over the chasm, ns if'
they would peep into the abyss below and
witness the wild tumult of the waters.
"From the narrowness of the pass,' the,
height of the rocks, and the superadded
towering of the trees above, but a small
portion of the heavens was to be seen,
and this was not blue, but of a misty,
murky gray. The first sensation was
that of dizziness and confusion, from the
unusual absence of the sky above, and
the dashing frantic speed of the sngry
boiling waters. The rocks on each side
have been blasted so as to form a path by
which you may walk up to the first fall :
but this path was at times very narrow.
and you liave to cling to the chain which
is let into the rock. The heavy storm
of the day before had swelled the torrent
so that it lose nearly a" foot above this
path ; and before I had proceeded far, I
found lhat the flood swept between my
legs with a force which would have taken
some people off their feet. The rapids
below the Falls arc much grander than
the Falls themselves ; there waj one
down in a chasm between two riven rocks,
which it was painful to look upon and
watch with what a deep plunge with ir-'
resistible force the waters dashed down "
and then returned to their own surface,
as if struggling out of breath. As I stood
over them in their wild career, listening
to their roaring as if in anger, and watch
. . .
ing tho madness of their speed, I felt a
sensation of awe an inward acknow
ledgement of tho tremendous power of
mature; and alter a time 1 departed with
feelings of gladness to escape from thought
which hreame painful when so near dan
I gained the lower falls, which now
covered the whole width of the rock.
which they seldom do except during the ..
freshets. They were extraordinary from
their variety. On the side where I stood.
poured down a rapid column ef water
about one half the width of the fall; on
the other it was running over in a clear,
thin strerm, as gentle and amiable ns wo
ter could be. That part of the fall re
minded me of ladies' hair in flowing ring
lets, and the one nearest mc of ihe Lord
Chancellor Eldon, in all the pomposity
and frowning dignity of hi3 full-buttoned
wig. And then I thought of the lion and
the lamb, not h ingdown but fulling down
together; and then I thought I was wet
through, which was a fact ; so I climbed ;
up a ladder, and came to a wooden bridge .
ibove the la j, which conveyed me to the
other side. The bridge passes over a
staircase of little falls, sometimes diago-
nally, sometimes at right angles, with the
sites, a id is very picturesque. . ,
"On tho other side you climb ud a lad
der of one hundred feet, and arrive at a
mlc building with a portico, where tra-
vcllcrs are refreshed. Hers) jon haro a
view of all the upper falls, but these seem
tame after witnessing the savage imbettt-
osity of the rapids below. You ascend.
another ladder of one hundred feet and
ou arrive at the path pointed out to you
by the broad chip of ihe woodman's axe. :
Follow the chips and you will arrive four '
or five feet above both the bridge and the
level or the upper fall. This scene is .
splendid. The black perpendicular rocks
on the oilier side ; the succession of falls J
the rapids roaring below; the forest trees ,
rising to the clouds and spreading with
their majestic boughs; the vapor ascend- -iug
from the falling waters ; together with
the occasional glimpses of ihe skies here
and there all this induces you to wander '
with your eyes from one point of view to '
another, never tiring with its beauty,
wildncss and vastness; and if you do not
exclaim with tho Mussulman, God is
great ! you fttl it through every sense, at
every pulsation of the heart. . '
"The mountain was still above me,
and I continued my ascent ) but the chips
now disappeared, and, like Tom Thumb,
I lost my way. I attempted to retreat,
but in vain : 1 was no longer among forest
trees, but in a maze of young mountain
ash, from which I could not extricate my !
self, so I stood still to think what should !
do. I recollected that the usual course of
proceeding on such occasions, was either
lo sit down and cry, or attempt to get out
of your scrape. Tom Thumb did both ;
but I had no time to indulge in the former '
luxury, so I pushed and pushed, till I
pushed myself out of the scrape, and I
found myself in n more respectable part '
of the woods. I then stopped to take" '
breath. I heard a rustling behind me,
and made sure it was a panther -it was a
beautiful little palm squirrel, who came
close to mc, as if to say, 'Who are you V I
I took off my hat, and told him my name' '
when very conlemptously, as I ihoiight,
he turned short round, cocked his tail over ',
his back and skippid awayil 'Free, but
not enlightened,' thought 1 j has'nt a soul
above nuts.' 1 also beat a retreat, and on
my arrival at the hotel, found that, al-, '
though I had no guide to pay, Nature had
made a considerable levy upoii my ward
robe i ,ny boots were bursting, my trow-