15. HIED THE MAIDEN TO THE REDMAN.

By Lewis Sprague Mills

Then Molly said, “I'll go with you,

Leaving here my angry father,

And live with you the long years through,

Happy in some wood-land wigwam.”

Hied the maiden to the Redman,

Turned her back on life luxurious,

Left her father's lofty mansion,

By the mighty Central River,

All its ways polite and social,

All the acres broad and fertile,

Of which she was the only heiress;

All her mother's kind caresses,

Smiles and love and kindly counsels,

All her many ardent suitors,

Hoping with this dusky Indian

She might live as spouse and partner.