72 JAMES HALL. [1820-30. tinued in 1838. James H. Perkins, William D. Gallagher, Charles A. Jones, Otway Curry, Morgan Neville, Hannah F. Gould, and Jolm H. James were frequent contrib- utors to the Monthly. In 1836 Mr. Hall was elected Cashier of the Commercial Bank of Cincinnati. In 1853 he was chosen President of the same institution, a position he yet holds. His literary labors have been confined for ten or twelve years past to a revision of his works, and to occasional reviews of books for the Cincinnati Gazette and Cincinnati Times. Mr. HaU's works are comprised in twelve volumes and one pamphlet. We subjoin a list : Legends of the West. Philadelphia, 1832, 12mo.; 2d edition, 1833. The Soldier's Bride, and other Tales, 1832. The Harpe's Head, a Legend of Kentucky, 1833. Sketches of the West. Philadelphia, 1835, 2 vols., 12mo. Tales of the Border. Philadelphia, 1835, 12mo. Statistics of the West at the close of 1836. Cincinnati, 1836, 12mo. Notes on the Western States. Philadelphia, 1838, 12mo ; 1839, Cr. 8vo. Life of General William Henry Harrison. 1836, 18mo. History of the Indian Tribes, by Thomas L. Kennoy and James Hall. 1838-'44, 3 vols. Folio. The Wilderness and the War Path. New York, 1845, 12mo. Anniversary Address before the Mercantile Library Association of Cincinnati, April, 1846. Life of Thomas Posey, Major-General and Governor of Indiana (Sparks's American Biography, 2d series, IX, 359, 403). Romance of Western History. Cincinnati, 1857. THE INDIAN MAID'S DEATH SONG. The valiant Dakota has gone to the chase. The pride of my heart, and the hope of his race ; His arrows are sharp, and his eye it is true, And swift is the march of his birchen canoe ; But suns shall vanish, and seasons shall wane. Ere the hunter shall clasp his Winona again ! Away, you false hearted, who smile to de- stroy, Whose hearts plan deceit, while your lips utter joy ; Winona is true to the vow she has made, And none but the hunter shall win the dark maid. I sing my death dirge; for the grave I prepare ; And soon shall my true lover follow me there. His heart is so true, that in death he shall not Forget the sad scene of this blood-sprinkled spot; But swift as the foot of the light-bounding doe, He'U Hy through the regions of dai'kuess below. To join his Winona in mansions of truth, Where love blooms eternal, with beauty and youth. Stern sire, and false-hearted kinsmen, adieu ! I sing my death song, and my courage is true ;
