Identifier: iroquoisorbright00john (find matches)
Title: The Iroquois : or, the bright side of Indian character
Year: 1855 (1850s)
Authors: Johnson, Anna C. (Anna Cummings), 1818-1892
Subjects: Iroquois Indians
Publisher: New York : D. Appleton and Co.
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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ho are my foes ? they shall die.They shall fly oer the plains like a fox;They shall shake like a leaf in the storm,Perfidious dogs—they roast our sons with fire. Five winters in hunting well spend,While mourning our warriors slain. Till our youth grown to men For the battle path trained,Our days like our fathers well end. Ye are dead noble men! ye are gone My brother—my fellow—my friend ! > On the death path where brave men must go;But we live to revenge you! we hasteTo die as our forefathers died. The eagles scream on high ;They whet their forked beaks,Raise, raise the battle cry,*Tis fame our leader seeks. The battle birds swoop from the sky,They thirst for the warriors heart;They look from their circles on high.And scorn every flesh but the brave. I fall, but my body shall lie, A name for the gallant to tell; The gods shall repeat it on high. And young men grow brave at the sound. Hear my voice ye heroes!On that day when our warriors sprangWith shouts on the dastardly foe,
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BABY FBAME. TRANSPORTATION OF CHILDREN. 101 Just vengeance my heart burned to takeOn the cruel and treacherous breed,The Bwoin—the Fox—the Sauk. And here, on my breast, have I bled;See—see! my battle scars!Ye mountains tremble at my yell!I strike for life. The Indian mother has certainly invented the mostconvenient method of carrying and luUabying her baby.All babies are nearly of the same size, and nobody needto be told how long or wide a baby frame is made. It isa straight board, sometimes with side pieces, and alwayswith a hoop over the head from which to suspend a curtainfor the protection of the little eyes from the sun, and thusenveloped in a blanket and laced to the frame, they werecarried upon the back of the mother by a stay which cameover her forehead, and with much less fatigue than in thearms. The baby is kept in the frame a great portion ofthe time when it is an infant, and it is astonishing howcontented it remains in its little prison. When themother is at work in

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