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'
Tis
a
wicked
fabrication
of
the
whites
,
and
I
say
it
to
the
shame
of
my
color
,
that
would
make
the
warrior
bow
down
before
images
of
his
own
creation
.
It
is
true
,
they
endeavor
to
make
truces
with
the
wicked
one
--
as
who
would
not
with
an
enemy
he
can
not
conquer
!
--
but
they
look
up
for
favor
and
assistance
to
the
Great
and
Good
Spirit
only
.
"
"
It
may
be
so
,
"
said
David
;
"
but
I
have
seen
strange
and
fantastic
images
drawn
in
their
paint
,
of
which
their
admiration
and
care
savored
of
spiritual
pride
;
especially
one
,
and
that
,
too
,
a
foul
and
loathsome
object
.
"
"
Was
it
a
sarpent
?
"
quickly
demanded
the
scout
.
"
Much
the
same
.
It
was
in
the
likeness
of
an
abject
and
creeping
tortoise
.
"
"
Hugh
!
"
exclaimed
both
the
attentive
Mohicans
in
a
breath
;
while
the
scout
shook
his
head
with
an
air
of
one
who
had
made
an
important
,
but
by
no
means
a
pleasing
discovery
.
Then
the
father
spoke
,
in
the
language
of
the
Delawares
,
and
with
a
calmness
and
dignity
that
instantly
arrested
the
attention
even
of
those
to
whom
his
words
were
unintelligible
.
His
gestures
were
impressive
,
and
at
times
energetic
.
Once
he
lifted
his
arm
on
high
;
and
as
it
descended
,
the
action
threw
aside
the
folds
of
his
light
mantle
,
a
finger
resting
on
his
breast
,
as
if
he
would
enforce
his
meaning
by
the
attitude
.
Duncan
's
eyes
followed
the
movement
,
and
he
perceived
that
the
animal
just
mentioned
was
beautifully
,
though
faintly
,
worked
in
a
blue
tint
,
on
the
swarthy
breast
of
the
chief
.
All
that
he
had
ever
heard
of
the
violent
separation
of
the
vast
tribes
of
the
Delawares
rushed
across
his
mind
,
and
he
awaited
the
proper
moment
to
speak
,
with
a
suspense
that
was
rendered
nearly
intolerable
,
by
his
interest
in
the
stake
.
His
wish
,
however
,
was
anticipated
by
the
scout
,
who
turned
from
his
red
friend
,
saying
--
"
We
have
found
that
which
may
be
good
or
evil
to
us
,
as
Heaven
disposes
.
The
Sagamore
is
of
the
high
blood
of
the
Delawares
,
and
is
the
great
chief
of
their
Tortoises
!
That
some
of
this
stock
are
among
the
people
of
whom
the
singer
tells
us
,
is
plain
,
by
his
words
;
and
had
he
but
spent
half
the
breath
in
prudent
questions
,
that
he
has
blown
away
in
making
a
trumpet
of
his
throat
,
we
might
have
known
how
many
warriors
they
numbered
.
It
is
,
altogether
,
a
dangerous
path
we
move
in
;
for
a
friend
whose
face
is
turned
from
you
often
bears
a
bloodier
mind
than
the
enemy
who
seeks
your
scalp
.
"
"
Explain
,
"
said
Duncan
.
"
'
Tis
a
long
and
melancholy
tradition
,
and
one
I
little
like
to
think
of
;
for
it
is
not
to
be
denied
,
that
the
evil
has
been
mainly
done
by
men
with
white
skins
.
But
it
has
ended
in
turning
the
tomahawk
of
brother
against
brother
,
and
brought
the
Mingo
and
the
Delaware
to
travel
in
the
same
path
.
"
"
You
then
suspect
it
is
a
portion
of
that
people
among
whom
Cora
resides
?
"
