Poetry of Kansas

Sad Fate.

On the banks of the Marias Des Cygnes
    Near the town of Olivet,
One day in the fall of the year
    A band of Indians met:
Of the tribe of the Sac and Fox,
    Seventy-two of the band,
They pitched their tents in the woods__
    Their old reservation land.
A peaceful civilized tribe,
    With no ambition to roam:
The white man had crowded them out
    And driven them far from home:
Had alloted them a reserve,
    Driven them to it with pride,
In a low malarious swamp,
   Where many sickened and died.
Sad fate of the Sac and Fox__
    The white man rules in his might:
A detachment of soldiers came
    And drove them back in the night.

__John T. Vanderlip.

Poets and Poetry of Kansas
Edited by Thomas W. Herringshaw
(Chicago: American Publishers' Association. 1894)
Page 299

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