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"
With
what
tongue
does
the
prisoner
speak
to
the
Manitou
?
"
demanded
the
patriarch
,
without
unclosing
his
eyes
.
"
Like
his
fathers
,
"
Uncas
replied
;
"
with
the
tongue
of
a
Delaware
.
"
At
this
sudden
and
unexpected
annunciation
,
a
low
,
fierce
yell
ran
through
the
multitude
,
that
might
not
inaptly
be
compared
to
the
growl
of
the
lion
,
as
his
choler
is
first
awakened
--
a
fearful
omen
of
the
weight
of
his
future
anger
.
The
effect
was
equally
strong
on
the
sage
,
though
differently
exhibited
.
He
passed
a
hand
before
his
eyes
,
as
if
to
exclude
the
least
evidence
of
so
shameful
a
spectacle
,
while
he
repeated
,
in
his
low
,
guttural
tones
,
the
words
he
had
just
heard
.
"
A
Delaware
!
I
have
lived
to
see
the
tribes
of
the
Lenape
driven
from
their
council-fires
,
and
scattered
,
like
broken
herds
of
deer
,
among
the
hills
of
the
Iroquois
!
I
have
seen
the
hatchets
of
a
strange
people
sweep
woods
from
the
valleys
,
that
the
winds
of
heaven
had
spared
!
The
beasts
that
run
on
the
mountains
,
and
the
birds
that
fly
above
the
trees
,
have
I
seen
living
in
the
wigwams
of
men
;
but
never
before
have
I
found
a
Delaware
so
base
as
to
creep
,
like
a
poisonous
serpent
,
into
the
camps
of
his
nation
.
"
"
The
singing-birds
have
opened
their
bills
,
"
returned
Uncas
,
in
the
softest
notes
of
his
own
musical
voice
;
"
and
Tamenund
has
heard
their
song
.
"
The
sage
started
,
and
bent
his
head
aside
,
as
if
to
catch
the
fleeting
sounds
of
some
passing
melody
.
"
Does
Tamenund
dream
!
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
What
voice
is
at
his
ear
!
Have
the
winters
gone
backward
!
Will
summer
come
again
to
the
children
of
the
Lenape
!
"
A
solemn
and
respectful
silence
succeeded
this
incoherent
burst
from
the
lips
of
the
Delaware
prophet
.
His
people
steadily
construed
his
unintelligible
language
into
one
of
those
mysterious
conferences
he
was
believed
to
hold
so
frequently
with
a
superior
intelligence
,
and
they
awaited
the
issue
of
the
revelation
in
awe
.
After
a
patient
pause
,
however
,
one
of
the
aged
men
,
perceiving
that
the
sage
had
lost
the
recollection
of
the
subject
before
them
,
ventured
to
remind
him
again
of
the
presence
of
the
prisoner
.
"
The
false
Delaware
trembles
lest
he
should
hear
the
words
of
Tamenund
,
"
he
said
.
"
'
Tis
a
hound
that
howls
,
when
the
Yengeese
show
him
a
trail
.
"
