It is fair to conjecture that we may have in this boyish performance the very germ of ‘Hiawatha,’ and also to recall the still more youthful verses which appeared in the Portland ‘Gazette.’ He wrote in college not merely such verses, but some prose articles for the ‘American Monthly Magazine,’ edited in Philadelphia, by Dr. James McHenry, who in his letters praised the taste and talent shown in the article upon ‘Youth and Age.’ More important to the young poet, however, was his connection with a new semi-monthly periodical called the
 ungrateful comrades the world declares the spread of the white people at the expense of the red is the triumph of peace over violence. Tell them to cease their outrages upon the civilized world or but a few days and they shall be swept from the earth.Savage.
Alas! the sky is overcast with dark and blustering clouds. The rivers run with blood, but never, never will we suffer the grass to grow upon our war-path. And now I do remember that the Initiate prophet, in my earlier years, told from his dreams that all our race should fall like withered leaves when autumn strips the forest! Lo! I hear sighing and sobbing: 't is the death-song of a mighty nation, the last requiem over the grave of the fallen.Every other Saturday, i. 21.
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