An Event In Indian Park





It was during the years when the Saranacs were divided that Howling Wind,

one of the young men of Indian Carry, saw and fell in love with a girl of

the family on Tupper Lake. He quickly found a way to tell his liking, and

the couple met often in the woods and on the shore. He made bold to row

her around the quieter bays, and one moonlight evening he took her to

Devil's Rock, or Devil's Pulpit, where he told her the story of the

place. This was to the effect that the fiend had paddled, on timbers, by

means of his tail, to that rock, and had assembled fish and game about

him in large numbers by telling them that he was going to preach to them,

instead of which moral procedure he pounced upon and ate all that were

within his grasp.



As so often happened in Indian history, the return of these lovers was

seen by a disappointed rival, who had hurried back to camp and secured

the aid of half a dozen men to arrest the favored one as soon as he

should land. The capture was made after a struggle, and Howling Wind was

dragged to the chief's tent for sentence. That sentence was death, and

with a refinement of cruelty that was rare even among the Indians, the

girl was ordered to execute it. She begged and wept to no avail. An axe

was put into her hands, and she was ordered to despatch the prisoner. She

took the weapon; her face grew stern and the tears dried on her cheeks;

her lover, bound to a tree, gazed at her in amazement; his rival watched,

almost in glee. Slowly the girl crossed the open space to her lover. She

raised the tomahawk and at a blow severed the thongs that held him, then,

like a flash, she leaped upon his rival, who had sprung forward to

interfere, and clove his skull with a single stroke. The lovers fled as

only those can fly who run for life. Happily for them, they met a party

from the Carry coming to rescue Howling Wind from the danger to which his

courtship had exposed him, and it was even said that this party entered

the village and by presenting knives and arrows at the breast of the

chief obtained his now superfluous consent to the union of the fugitives.

The pair reached the Carry in safety and lived a long and happy life

together.





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