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"
My
brother
has
said
that
a
snake
crept
into
my
camp
,
"
said
the
chief
to
Magua
;
"
which
is
he
?
"
The
Huron
pointed
to
the
scout
.
"
Will
a
wise
Delaware
believe
the
barking
of
a
wolf
?
"
exclaimed
Duncan
,
still
more
confirmed
in
the
evil
intentions
of
his
ancient
enemy
:
"
a
dog
never
lies
,
but
when
was
a
wolf
known
to
speak
the
truth
?
"
The
eyes
of
Magua
flashed
fire
;
but
,
suddenly
recollecting
the
necessity
of
maintaining
his
presence
of
mind
,
he
turned
away
in
silent
disdain
,
well
assured
that
the
sagacity
of
the
Indians
would
not
fail
to
extract
the
real
merits
of
the
point
in
controversy
.
He
was
not
deceived
;
for
,
after
another
short
consultation
,
the
wary
Delaware
turned
to
him
again
,
and
expressed
the
determination
of
the
chiefs
,
though
in
the
most
considerate
language
.
"
My
brother
has
been
called
a
liar
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
his
friends
are
angry
.
They
will
show
that
he
has
spoken
the
truth
.
Give
my
prisoners
guns
,
and
let
them
prove
which
is
the
man
.
"
Magua
affected
to
consider
the
expedient
,
which
he
well
knew
proceeded
from
distrust
of
himself
,
as
a
compliment
,
and
made
a
gesture
of
acquiescence
,
well
content
that
his
veracity
should
be
supported
by
so
skilful
a
marksman
as
the
scout
.
The
weapons
were
instantly
placed
in
the
hands
of
the
friendly
opponents
,
and
they
were
bid
to
fire
over
the
heads
of
the
seated
multitude
at
an
earthen
vessel
,
which
lay
,
by
accident
,
on
a
stump
some
fifty
yards
from
the
place
where
they
stood
.
Heyward
smiled
to
himself
at
the
idea
of
a
competition
with
the
scout
,
though
he
determined
to
persevere
in
the
deception
,
until
apprised
of
the
real
designs
of
Magua
.
Raising
his
rifle
with
the
utmost
care
,
and
renewing
his
aim
three
several
times
,
he
fired
.
The
bullet
cut
the
wood
within
a
few
inches
of
the
vessel
;
and
a
general
exclamation
of
satisfaction
announced
that
the
shot
was
considered
a
proof
of
great
skill
in
the
use
of
the
weapon
.
Even
Hawkeye
nodded
his
head
,
as
if
he
would
say
,
it
was
better
than
he
had
expected
.
But
,
instead
of
manifesting
an
intention
to
contend
with
the
successful
marksman
,
he
stood
leaning
on
his
rifle
for
more
than
a
minute
,
like
a
man
who
was
completely
buried
in
thought
.
From
this
reverie
he
was
,
however
,
awakened
by
one
of
the
young
Indians
who
had
furnished
the
arms
,
and
who
now
touched
his
shoulder
,
saying
,
in
exceedingly
broken
English
--
"
Can
the
pale-face
beat
it
?
"
"
Yes
,
Huron
!
"
exclaimed
the
scout
,
raising
the
short
rifle
in
his
right
hand
,
and
shaking
it
at
Magua
,
with
as
much
apparent
ease
as
if
it
were
a
reed
;
"
yes
,
Huron
,
I
could
strike
you
now
,
and
no
power
of
earth
could
prevent
the
deed
!
The
soaring
hawk
is
not
more
certain
of
the
dove
than
I
am
this
moment
of
you
,
did
I
choose
to
send
a
bullet
to
your
heart
!
Why
should
I
not
?
Why
!
--
because
the
gifts
of
my
color
forbid
it
,
and
I
might
draw
down
evil
on
tender
and
innocent
heads
.
If
you
know
such
a
being
as
God
,
thank
Him
,
therefore
,
in
your
inward
soul
;
for
you
have
reason
.
"
