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"He has got to make the Liverpool, and he 'll never do it," said Mr. Newby. "There he goes now. Watch him. Jupiter! he 's over!" "Did you see that jump? He 's got stuff in him!" "But not enough. He 's got to go around once and a half yet." "The blue is leading." "Red-jacket is coming up." "The green is done for," etc. So it went, with the horses coming around the curve for the second time.
There is an old Indian at present in the Missouri territory, to whom his tribe has given the cognomen of "much-water," from the circumstance of his having been baptized so frequently. This letter was dictated by Red-jacket, and interpreted by Henry Obeal, in the presence of ten chiefs, whose names are affixed, at Canandaigua, January 18, 1821.
It could be scarcely doubted that the Indians of the village were, this night, paying their devotions to the Manito of the rum-keg, and drinking folly and fury together from the enchanted draught, which one of the bravest of the race its adorer and victim, like Logan the heroic, and Red-Jacket the renowned, declared could only have been distilled "from the hearts of wild-cats and the tongues of women, it made him so fierce and so foolish;" nor could it, on the other hand, be questioned that many a sad and gloomy reminiscence, the recollection of wrong, of defeat, of disaster, of the loss of friends and of country, was mingled in the joy of the debauch.
"If he lives over the Liverpool, he 'll get a place," said one of the gentlemen in the club box. "But he can't do it. He must be dead," said Mr. Newby. "There goes one now. The red-jacket 's down." "I 'm out," said Mr. Galloper. "He 's up all right." "He 'll get over," said the girl. "Oh, I can't look! Tell me when he 's safe." She buried her face in her hands. "There he goes. Oh!"
Bobby frequents the 'Union Jack Club' of course; where he breakfasts on pale ale and devilled kidneys at three o'clock; where beardless young heroes of his own sort congregate, and make merry, and give each other dinners; where you may see half-a-dozen of young rakes of the fourth or fifth order lounging and smoking on the steps; where you behold Slapper's long-tailed leggy mare in the custody of a red-jacket until the Captain is primed for the Park with a glass of curacoa; and where you see Hobby, of the Highland Buffs, driving up with Dobby, of the Madras Fusiliers, in the great banging, swinging cab, which the latter hires from Rumble of Bond Street.
With look like patient Job's, eschewing evil; With motions graceful as the birds in air; Thou art, in sober truth, the veriest devil That e'er clinched fingers in a captive's hair? HALLECK'S Red-Jacket. Although the arrival of the runner was so totally unexpected, it scarcely disturbed the quiet of that grave assembly.
This melancholy hostility to the missionaries is not confined to a particular tribe or nation of Indians, for all those people, in every situation, from the base of the Alleghanies to the foot of the Rocky mountains, declare the same sentiments on this subject; and although policy or courtesy may induce some chiefs to express themselves less strongly than Red-jacket has expressed himself, we have but too many proofs that their feelings are not more moderate.
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