General Jackson was marching his army through Alabama, defeating the Indians in many places, like the holy grounds. In this march, the brave, Lemuel P. Montgomery, gave his life in battle against our brothers, the Creeks. With our lands taken and only a few of our brothers unbeaten, the Creek Indians laid down their arms at the feet of General Jackson.
The general said, “It was just like putting salt in an open cut, to each and all shall mercy be shown, except to one, proud Red Eagle.”
At General Jackson’s side stood a serious, gray haired man. It was Lilla Beazley’s father. How it happened that one day, Lilla slipped away from the women and children in the secret hiding place and went close to General Jackson’s quarters. As she peeped from behind the trees, she saw the general and the gray haired man in honest conversation. She quickly saw that the gray haired man was her dear father, whom she thought was dead. With her heart beating loudly, she slipped back to her place with the old women. There stood Red Eagle, the hunted chieftain.
Red Eagle’s face was tired and worn and Lilla’s heart was filled with pity. She quietly went up to him and put her hand in his. Then she spoke softly to him, “my father lives, Chief Red Eagle. I saw him not an hour ago. I heard his voice, and I forgive you.”
Chief Red Eagle bent his tired head. He put his arms about the maiden,
and then he said, “Chief Red Eagle must give himself up to the White Wolf. He
must give himself up to General Jackson. He must either do this or let the
women and children starve.” Then he turned and walked swiftly away towards the camp of General
Jackson.
Without the least fear, Red Eagle marched into the presence of the
general while the soldiers shouted. “It is Red Eagle, kill him, kill him.”
Red
Eagle said to the general, “I ask no mercy for myself. You can kill me if you
wish but I come to beg you to send food to the women and children, they are
starving in the woods.”
Red Eagle stood with folded arms and looked into the general’s eyes.
Jackson was so taken by Red Eagle walking into his camp, he said, “Would you
believe that an Indian can be so brave as to walk into my camp? Go, chieftain, go. I will not kill you just to make you a hero among
your people. I spared your life.” White Wolf stepped before the Indian, “What
of my daughter?” he asked. “Where is she?”
Before Red Eagle could answer, Lilla Beazley ran from behind some trees into her father’s arms. Not long after this, Lilla Beazley and Red Eagle were married, in the circle, the holy man of the village blessed the circle and the spirits were called and they were married. Red Eagle did not fight against the white settlers anymore and was beaten into becoming a loyal citizen. He and his wife lived together for many long years.
It is interesting to know that Red Eagle spent a year with President Jackson in his home, the Hermitage, near Nashville, Tennessee. General Jackson once said that Red Eagle was the bravest Indian he had ever found.
