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SEE TRE ee eS ge, Oe =a Lys PHANTOM, CHIEB, y 2 +3 ne. 90. precions in the eyes of their friend It proyedta _ . be a copy of the New Testament. on a blank leaf of which ‘Was written, ip rude. characters: ‘Siwox Kunron, FROM. ms Morne, Faguser Counry, Vurersta, 1768 ;” and below, im the same hand; * S. K.. born April 19, 4753.*’ Ree ee _.‘Poor fetlcw,” sighed Fenton. ‘*with a noble heart and ged capabilities, be has been left to. grow up in ignorance: © . and he now feels the bitter consequences of early misfortuye, ! Bat if he lives, he will yet make himself a respectable char- . 7 acter.” . And this prophecy, springing from a knowledge of the _ ~ yaluable germs in the Ranger's mind. was fulfilled. The __ gelf-respect. the prudence, the integrity, the exalted courage avd enterprise of the man, gained for him a name which threw a lustre upon his ¢eclining years; and long after the £ thful pair. whose esteem be had so won, were gathered to the tomb. and their children had grown up to take their Se places in the busy world, the Ranger lived, an honored relic Of the band by whose fearless industry the vailey of the Obio Was opene:: to the tide of emigration. . Would that we cou!d say as much for the chieftain of the * Shawanos. whose virtues shine so conspicuously in the an- b4 > * - nals of his race! Three short years after the treaty of Camp Charlotte, he was brutally murdered at the Fort which the : aS Virginians had erected on the fatal field at the mouth of the - Great Kenhawa. Yet his last actions were worthy of his mobie esreer. Encouraging bis son, who had jast arrived, and who shared his melancholy end. he recognized in the | ly _ Wreachery which was employed. the fulfilling of presenti- ment which bad haunted bim through the day; and he said to Elllinipsico. { i © My son, the Great Spirit, has seen fit that we shoul!) die together, and has therefore sent you here. It is his % | will—let as submit!” Then drawing bis blanket about Lin, © The date of Kenton’: birth is differently stated by some: but — = _the reader may be assured of the greater probability of the above = 7m , Free > a io ‘ > ee < al @ » a = ist i ~ anc >* « * -_ i a PS as fl a 4 al t ™” p= 3 ae ~~ cals Sr ee ee