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m one hundred and twenty years ago。 The city with its long blocks of buildings; its spires and bridges; faded away; leaving the scene as it was in the days of Fort Henryunobscured by smoke; the river undotted by pulling boats; and everywhere the green and verdant forest。

Nothing was wanting in that dream picture: Betty tearing along on her pony; the pioneer plowing in the field; the stealthy approach of the savage; Wetzel and Jonathan watching the river; the deer browsing with the cows in the pasture; and the old fort; grim and menacing on the bluffall were there as natural as in those times which tried men's souls。

And as the writer awoke to the realities of life; that his dreams were of long ago; he was saddened by the thought that the labor of the pioneer is ended; his faithful; heroic wife's work is done。 That beautiful country; which their sacrifices made ours; will ever be a monument to them。

Sad; too; is the thought that the poor Indian is unmourned。 He is almost forgotten; he is in the shadow; his songs are sung; no more will he sing to his dusky bride: his deeds are done; no more will he boast of his all…conquering arm or of his speed like the Northwind; no more will his heart bound at the whistle of the stag; for he sleeps in the shade of the oaks; under the moss and the ferns。





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