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"
And
why
are
you
permitted
to
go
at
large
,
unwatched
?
"
David
composed
his
features
into
what
he
intended
should
express
an
air
of
modest
humility
,
before
he
meekly
replied
--
"
Little
be
the
praise
to
such
a
worm
as
I.
But
,
though
the
power
of
psalmody
was
suspended
in
the
terrible
business
of
that
field
of
blood
through
which
we
passed
,
it
has
recovered
its
influence
even
over
the
souls
of
the
heathen
,
and
I
am
suffered
to
go
and
come
at
will
.
"
The
scout
laughed
,
and
tapping
his
own
forehead
significantly
,
he
perhaps
explained
the
singular
indulgence
more
satisfactorily
when
he
said
--
"
The
Indians
never
harm
a
non-composser
.
But
why
,
when
the
path
lay
open
before
your
eyes
,
did
you
not
strike
back
on
your
own
trail
(
it
is
not
so
blind
as
that
which
a
squirrel
would
make
)
,
and
bring
in
the
tidings
to
Edward
?
"
The
scout
,
remembering
only
his
own
sturdy
and
iron
nature
,
had
probably
exacted
a
task
that
David
,
under
no
circumstances
,
could
have
performed
.
But
,
without
entirely
losing
the
meekness
of
his
air
,
the
latter
was
content
to
answer
--
"
Though
my
soul
would
rejoice
to
visit
the
habitations
of
Christendom
once
more
,
my
feet
would
rather
follow
the
tender
spirits
intrusted
to
my
keeping
,
even
into
the
idolatrous
province
of
the
Jesuits
,
than
take
one
step
backward
,
while
they
pined
in
captivity
and
sorrow
.
"
Though
the
figurative
language
of
David
was
not
very
intelligible
,
the
sincere
and
steady
expression
of
his
eye
,
and
the
glow
on
his
honest
countenance
,
were
not
easily
mistaken
.
Uncas
pressed
closer
to
his
side
,
and
regarded
the
speaker
with
a
look
of
commendation
,
while
his
father
expressed
his
satisfaction
by
the
ordinary
pithy
exclamation
of
approbation
.
The
scout
shook
his
head
as
he
rejoined
--
"
The
Lord
never
intended
that
the
man
should
place
all
his
endeavors
in
his
throat
,
to
the
neglect
of
other
and
better
gifts
!
But
he
has
fallen
into
the
hands
of
some
silly
woman
,
when
he
should
have
been
gathering
his
education
under
a
blue
sky
,
among
the
beauties
of
the
forest
.
Here
,
friend
;
I
did
intend
to
kindle
a
fire
with
this
tooting
whistle
of
thine
;
but
as
you
value
the
thing
,
take
it
,
and
blow
your
best
on
it
!
"
