Fair Park High School - Sequoyah Yearbook (Shreveport, LA)

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Page Eighteen THE VAN ISHING INDIAN The sun sailed slowly toward the golden west, Then 'neath the hills went slowly down. Deep, blue shadows stretched from every crest That hovered near an Indian town. , The muffled glare from wigwams' spooky white Amid the foliage of the trees Showed forth by chance, thro, autumn,s failing light, Just one of nature,s mysteries. A fire flickered from among the tents! And soon a crowd had gathered near And to their cl1ieftain's lowly chanting, Their voices, which were loud and clear. lent Their music woke the echoes of the hills And sent them bounding hack and forth Toward the darkness of the rugged rills That lay some distance toward the north. All the night their crying rent the airg But when the morning sun had come, Not a single soul abroad was there And o'er the place a silence hung. .I-ust so it was with Red Men's painted race Until ulast night they'd lived and growng But selfish white man pushed them from the face Of land that really was their own. No more shall shadows haunt the forest's green And fade in light of Autumnis sung No more shall rocks and tall, straight shade trees screen A form tl1at's gliding down the run. Nor shall the wood give up its frightened prey To arrows from the hungry warrior For it has been quite many a sunny day Since cried that dreaded name g'Sequoyahl -HOWARD HILL.

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