The Last of the Illini or the Legend of Starved Rock, a Tale of Illinois (Classic Reprint)

The story that I fain would fashion, Is a legend of the I ndians; Floated down from misty ages, From the twilight times long vanished, When the copper colored Redmen Roamed in pride these vast prairies, Free and careless as the eagles; Wild as storm-clouds in a tempest; Happy like all things unfettered. Tis of old times that I tell you: Of the days when all these regions Scarcely knew a white mans footprint; When the panther, deer and bison Shared these meadows, plains and woodlands With the wild and wandering tribesmen The Kickapoos, the Sacs and Foxes; The Ottawas and Pottawatomies: Last of all and of all greatest, The ruling nation, the I llini; Tis the latter and their death-song Makes the burden of my story.
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