begun, and an armed force was commanded to see the order carried into execution Neverthe

less the menaces and insults of Gov. Troup appears to have silenced the spirit of indignant rebuke, and chastisement, which was at first called forth to defend the rights of the Indians, and thus maintain the honor and integrity of the country; but amid the commotions of faction, and desire of popularity, our government now appears willing to aid the Georgians in their nefarious bargain, and we are told that the Creeks have consented to sell their country and depart to a land which has little to recommend it, except its being so undesirable, that the Indians may remain there unmolested. Here however they will come in contact with hostile tribes, and be moreover subjected to an uncontroled military force, which under various pretences may perpetually harrass, and finally destroy them-nor do I hazard any thing by these suggestions, as the numerous tribes who have thus miserably perished attest they are not the idle anticipations of fancy. I have here the talk of an aged Indian chief, of the Creek nation, to Gen. Jackson, which is expressive of the strong sense the Indians have of their wrongs, and their attachment to

their country:-" Brother! The red people were very numerous. They covered the land like the trees of the forest, from the big waters of the east to the great sea, where rests the set ting sun. The white people come-they drove them from forest to forest, from river to river— the bones of our fathers strewed the path of their wandering. Brother, you are now strong: we melt away like the snow of spring before the rising sun. Whither must we now go? Must we leave the home of our fathers, and go to a strange land beyond the great river of the West? That land is dark and desolate-we shall have no pleasure in it. Pleasant are the fields of our youth-We love the woods where our fathers, led us to the chase-Their bones lie by the running stream, where we sported in the days of our childhood-When we are gone, strangers will dig them up-The Great Spirit made us allyou have land enough-Leave us then the fields of our youth, and the woods where our fathers led us to the chase-Permit us to remain in peace under the shade of our own trees-Let us watch over the graves of our fathers, by the streams of our childhood-May the Great Spirit move the heart of our father, the President, that

he may open his ear to the voice of his children, for they are sorrowful.”

Caroline. Oh mother, if Washington had been President, the Creeks would not have intreated for justice in vain, he would have been the friend and protector of the Indians.

Mother. Washington was truly great and magnanimous, he was ever guided by wisdom and an intuitive sense of justice, which prompted him to disdain artifice or collusion, (the steady purposes of his soul were unchanged by the commotions of faction or the workings of ambition,) and the defenceless state of the Indians would unquestionably have engaged his sympathy and protection; yet with avaricious and unprincipled men, the weakness of the Indians is a powerful incentive to take advantage of ther inability to resist their unjust demands. Men, like Washington, seldom appear to bless mankind, they are found like, "angels visits, few and far between;" nevertheless, we might surely expect that those who have filled his exalted station, would emulate those high endowments which have made Washington the benefactor of his country, and insured for him immortal renown.

Eliza. But why have the Creeks consented

to sell their land, after having so repeatedly declared their resolution not to part with another acre?

Mother. If it be true, it is doubtless in consequence of their having been made sensible that they will no longer be protected by the government; we were informed by the public journals, some time since, that the troops stationed for their defence, were ordered to remove, and the Creeks well knew what to expect from neighbours like the Georgians. The Creeks may plant, but will not be allowed to gather the increase they may raise cattle, but the Georgians will appropriate them to their own use-and should any resistance be made, it will be a signal for hostile incursions into the territory of the Creeks, which would without doubt involve in ruin the whole nation-similar to that, which on a like occasion, not long since, swept with destructive violence over the Ricaree Villages, and blotted them from the face of the earth. Such too has been the fate of many other tribes, which might here be mentioned.

Caroline. You remember Eliza, when we looked at the map the other day, what a long way the whole nation would be obliged to travel,

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and you fancied that you heard the lamentations of the Creek women.

Elizabeth. Oh yes, I pictured to myself their sufferings, and their despair on leaving their habitations, their fruitful orchards, and delightful country, to encounter a journey so long and fatiguing, so replete with hardships-I thought how many of the aged and infirm would droop and die in the wilderness, and what would become of the little children who, unused to hardships, had passed their days sporting on the green turf before the doors of their rural habitations. I reflected how comfortless would be the place assigned them for their abode, when those who survived the perilous journey had reached their destined home, surrounded by hostile tribes, with no friendly eye to greet them, and I fancied I heard them indignantly exclaim, after so many promises broken, "what new pledges can you give us that we will not again be exiled, when it is your wish to possess these lands." But mother, when I speak of this to some they smile, and appear to think me an enthusiast.

Mother. Unfortunately there are many who appear to think it vain to oppose the doom of extermination, which they contend has gone out