Twenty winters Bleak and drear the ragged shore she views, Never one has brought her any news. Chase the white sails o'er the sea;- Hannah's at the window, binding shoes. APPEAL OF THE MISSAGANS. The following "Appeal of the Missagans" was sent by their Chief to the white people of Canada, to stay the plague of intemperance among the tribes. Five villages are all that remain of the mighty Missagan tribe of Indians. Save us, our white brothers, from destruction! Long ago you came to us and asked for a place to build your wigwam. We gave you a country; was it not worth giving? We now ask you to deliver us from an enemy which we cannot conquer alone; like everything else of the white man, it is too strong for us. We love our homes, and we fight this enemy; but our tribe is thinner and weaker every day. My white brothers, could the souls of the dead Chippewas and Mohawks, killed by fire-water, come from the Land of Shade, and camp by the door of the whiskey trader, from the City of Rock, to the head-waters of Big Lake, town and village would be crowded by the pale outcasts-red no more, scorched pale by the blue flame! Warriors no more, the totems of their fathers lost. The track of a canoe can not be seen upon the waters, nor the trail of an eagle in the clouds; so dies the poor drunken Indian! His canoe shoots down the stream, struck by the poison the white man brought; his spirit flies into a dark cloud—he is gone! Who cares? In a few winters so will our race pass away. Scattered, weak, hopeless! Who cares? Give us back our woods and the deer! Give us back our bark wig. wams and our fathers' virtue! Save us, our white brothers, save us! A dying race implores you! Put out the blue flame that is consuming us. WOMAN'S RIGHTS BY MISS TABITHA PRIMROSE, My hearers-male and female-Squenchin' my native modesty, which is nateral to all uv the weaker vessels uv whom I am which, I feel impelled to speak to yoo this evenin' on the subjeck uv woman-her origin, her mission, her destiny-a subjeck, bein' ez I am a woman myself, I hev given much attention to. Man, my hearers, claims to be the sooperior uv woman! Is it so? and ef so, in what, and how much? Wuz he the fust creation? He wuz, my hearers; but what does that prove? Man wuz made fust, but the experience gained in makin' man wuz applied to the makin uv a betterer and more finerer bein', uv whom I am a sample. Nacher made man, but saw in a breef space uv time that he coodent take care uv hisself alone, and so he made a woman to take care uv him, and that's why we wuz created, though seein' all the trouble we hev I don't doubt that it would hev been money in our pockets ef we hedn't been made at all. - Imagine, my antiquated sisters, Adam afore Eve wuz made! Who sewed on his shirt buttons? Who cooked his beefsteak? Who made his coffee in the mornin', and did his washin'? He wuz mizable, he wuz-he must hev boarded out and eat hash! But when Eve come the scene changed. Her gentle hand soothed his akin brow when he come in from a hard day's work. She hed his house in order. She hed his slippers and dressin'-gown ready, and after tea he smoked his meerschaum in peace. Men, cruel, hard, hard-hearted men, assert that Eve wuz the cause uv his expulsion from Eden--that she plucked the apple and give him half, oh, my sisters, is true! it's too true, but what uv it? It proves, fustly, her goodness. Hed Adam plucked the apple, ef it hed bin a good one, he'd never thought uv his wife at home, but would hev gobbled it all. Eve, angel that we all are, thought uv him, and went havers with him. Secondly, it wuz the means uv good, anyhow. It introdoost death into the world, which separated 'em while they still hed love for each other. I appeal to the sterner Bex present to-night. Would you, oh would you desire for immortality, onless indeed, you lived in Injeany, where you could git divorces and change your names wunst in 10 or 15 years? S'pos'n' all uv you hed bin fortunate enough to win sich virgin souls ez me, could you endure charms like mine for a eternity? Methinks not. I know that ef I hed a husband he would bless Eve for interdoosin' death into the world. I progress. Woman then, is man's ekal, but is she okkepyin, her proper speer? Alas not! we are deprived uv the ballot, and ain't allowed to make stump speeches or take part in pollitix. Is it right? True we ain't ez yit learned in these matters, but what uv that? How many men vote who know what they'r votin' for, and how many stump speakers know what they'r talkin' about? I demand the ballot. I want to be a torch-light procession. I want to sit in Congris among the other old grannies. I want to demon. strate my fitness for governin' by comin' home elevated on 'leckshun nights. I want to assoom that speer which Nacher fitted me for ekally with man, but from which maskeline jealousy hez thus far excluded me. Don't say we're weak and frivolus! Weak! why I wunst know'd a female friend uv mine who hed strength reglerly to carry her husband, who weighed 200 pounds averdupois, into the house every night, after he was lifted off from a dray onto which his friends which could stand more fluids than he could hed de posited him. Many a time I've seed her lift that barrel uv whiskey with a man outside uv it. Ez I heard some wicked boys who wuz a playin cards say, I pass. Matrimony, thus far in the world's history, hez bin our only destiny. I am glad I hed allus strength uv mind enough to resist all propositions lookin' to my enslavement. I hed too much respeck for myself to make myself the slave uv a man. Wunst, indeed, I might hev done so, but the merest accident in the world saved me. A young man, in my younger days, when the bloom wuz on the peach, ere sleepless nights spent in meditatin' the wrongs uv my sex hed worn furrows into these wunst blushin cheeks, a young man come to our house and conversed sweetly with me. It wuz my fust beau; and oh, my sisters, hed he that night asked me to be his'n I should hev bin weak enough to hev sed yes, and I would hev bin a washer uv dishes and a mender u▾ stockins for life. But fate saved me. HE DIDN'T ASK ME-that night nor nevér afterwards—and, hallelujy! I'm free! Again. I demand the right uv standin up in the cars the same as men, instead of havin' a dozen uv 'em start up when I enter coz I'm a woman! Why should they? Wuz these limbs given me by Nacher, for what? I resent with skor-rr-n the implied insult. I hev seen bearded men stand up to let a little chit uv 18 (0, my sisters, ef there is a provokin' objick in this world it's a smooth-faced girl uv 18; they know so little of life and let on they know so much,) set down, when the night afore that same girl hed waltzed 20 miles, and ef she hadn't tired all her partners out, could hev waltzed 20 more. I'm disgusted with sich. There hev bin women in the world who hev done suthin. There wuz the queen uv Sheba, who wuz eggselled only by Solomon, and all that surprized her in him wuz that he could support 3000 women. Bless Solomon's heart, I'd like to see him do it now! Where could he find a house big enough to hold 'em? He'd hev to put a wing on each side of the temple, and put another story on top uv it. And there wuz Joan of Arc, who walloped the English, who wuz maid uv Orleans, which wuzn't the same as Noah's Ark, for that wuz made of gopher wood, besides the latter was pitched without and pitched within. There wuz Queen Elizabeth, who wuz the Virgin Queen, and—but I propel. How shall we gain our lost rights, and assume that position in the world to which we are entitled to? O, my sisters, these is a question upon which I have cogitated long and vigorously. We might do it by pisenin' all the men, but we would be robbed uv one-half uv our triumph, for they wouldn't be alive to see how well we did things without 'em; and besides, who'd pay our bills, and then what would become uv the next generation? We might resolve to do no more uv the degradin' work they hey imposed onto us, but if we didn't who would? One week's eatin' what they would cook would sicken a well-regulated woman; and besides, they might not let us eat at all. We can't be nothin' else but women, but let us be women in a grand style. Let's refuse to kiss 'em or be kissed by 'em till they come to terms; let's preserve a keerful coldness toward 'em till they acknowl edge our ekality. This I have practiced for years. I allow no young man to throw his arms around my waist, and pressin' me to his buzzum, imprint upon my virgin lips the impassioned kiss uv love. Ef one should attempt it this minute, I should exclaim, “My civil rights fust, the marriage rights afterward!" Try it, young sisters! and ef that don't fetch 'em to terms, write me post-paid, and I'll send suthin' that will. ONLY A CURL.-E. B. BROWNING. Friends of faces unknown, and a land Who tell me how lonely you stand While you ask me to ponder, and say Shall I speak like a poet, or run Into weak woman's tears for relief? Yet my arm's round my own little son, And I feel what it must be and is, How you think, staring on at the door That its brightness, familiar before, For the dark of your sorrow and sin. |