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The
eyes
of
the
old
man
were
closed
,
as
though
the
organs
were
wearied
with
having
so
long
witnessed
the
selfish
workings
of
the
human
passions
.
The
color
of
his
skin
differed
from
that
of
most
around
him
,
being
richer
and
darker
,
the
latter
hue
having
been
produced
by
certain
delicate
and
mazy
lines
of
complicated
and
yet
beautiful
figures
,
which
had
been
traced
over
most
of
his
person
by
the
operation
of
tattooing
.
Notwithstanding
the
position
of
the
Huron
,
he
passed
the
observant
and
silent
Magua
without
notice
,
and
leaning
on
his
two
venerable
supporters
proceeded
to
the
high
place
of
the
multitude
,
where
he
seated
himself
in
the
centre
of
his
nation
,
with
the
dignity
of
a
monarch
and
the
air
of
a
father
.
Nothing
could
surpass
the
reverence
and
affection
with
which
this
unexpected
visit
from
one
who
belonged
rather
to
another
world
than
to
this
,
was
received
by
his
people
After
a
suitable
and
decent
pause
,
the
principal
chiefs
arose
;
and
approaching
the
patriarch
,
they
placed
his
hands
reverently
on
their
heads
,
seeming
to
entreat
a
blessing
.
The
younger
men
were
content
with
touching
his
robe
,
or
even
drawing
nigh
his
person
,
in
order
to
breathe
in
the
atmosphere
of
one
so
aged
,
so
just
,
and
so
valiant
.
None
but
the
most
distinguished
among
the
youthful
warriors
even
presumed
so
far
as
to
perform
the
latter
ceremony
;
the
great
mass
of
the
multitude
deeming
it
a
sufficient
happiness
to
look
upon
a
form
so
deeply
venerated
,
and
so
well
beloved
.
When
these
acts
of
affection
and
respect
were
performed
,
the
chiefs
drew
back
again
to
their
several
places
,
and
silence
reigned
in
the
whole
encampment
.
After
a
short
delay
,
a
few
of
the
young
men
,
to
whom
instructions
had
been
whispered
by
one
of
the
aged
attendants
of
Tamenund
,
arose
,
left
the
crowd
,
and
entered
the
lodge
which
has
already
been
noted
as
the
object
of
so
much
attention
throughout
that
morning
.
In
a
few
minutes
they
reappeared
,
escorting
the
individuals
who
had
caused
all
these
solemn
preparations
towards
the
seat
of
judgment
.
The
crowd
opened
in
a
lane
;
and
when
the
party
had
re-entered
,
it
closed
in
again
,
forming
a
large
and
dense
belt
of
human
bodies
,
arranged
in
an
open
circle
.
"
The
assembly
seated
,
rising
o'er
the
rest
,
Achilles
thus
the
king
of
men
addressed
.
"
Pope
's
Iliad
.
Cora
stood
foremost
among
the
prisoners
,
entwining
her
arms
in
those
of
Alice
,
in
the
tenderness
of
sisterly
love
.
Notwithstanding
the
fearful
and
menacing
array
of
savages
on
every
side
of
her
,
no
apprehension
on
her
own
account
could
prevent
the
noble-minded
maiden
from
keeping
her
eyes
fastened
on
the
pale
and
anxious
features
of
the
trembling
Alice
.
Close
at
their
side
stood
Heyward
,
with
an
interest
in
both
,
that
,
at
such
a
moment
of
intense
uncertainty
,
scarcely
knew
a
preponderance
in
favor
of
her
whom
he
most
loved
.
Hawkeye
had
placed
himself
a
little
in
the
rear
,
with
a
deference
to
the
superior
rank
of
his
companions
,
that
no
similarity
in
the
state
of
their
present
fortunes
could
induce
him
to
forget
.
Uncas
was
not
there
.
When
perfect
silence
was
again
restored
,
and
after
the
usual
long
,
impressive
pause
,
one
of
the
two
aged
chiefs
who
sat
at
the
side
of
the
patriarch
arose
,
and
demanded
aloud
,
in
very
intelligible
English
--
"
Which
of
my
prisoners
is
La
Longue
Carabine
?
"
