Simon Pokagon

Simon Pokagon

Summary

Portrait of Simon Pokagon Simon Pokagon,  The Red Man's Rebuke

“ Still on the storm-cloud rolled, while before its lightning and thunder the beasts of the field and the fowls of the air withered like grass before the [5] flame—were shot for love of power to kill alone, and left to spoil upon the plains. Their bleaching bones now scattered far and near, in shame declare the wanton cruelty of pale-faced men. The storm unsatisfied on land swept our lakes and streams, while before its clouds of hooks, nets, and glistening spears the fish vanished from our waters like the morning dew before the rising sun. ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Simon Pokagon Simon Pokagon,  The Red Man's Rebuke

“ Our strongest defense against the onward marching hordes, we fully realize is as useless as the struggles of a lamb borne high in air, pierced to its heart, in the talons of the eagle.
We never shall be happy here any more; we gaze into the faces of our little ones, for smiles of infancy to please, and into the faces of our young men and maidens, for joys of youth to cheer advancing age, but alas!
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Source: Gutenberg

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