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"
The
hour
of
Tamenund
is
nigh
!
"
exclaimed
the
sage
;
"
the
day
is
come
,
at
last
,
to
the
night
!
I
thank
the
Manitou
,
that
one
is
here
to
fill
my
place
at
the
council-fire
.
Uncas
,
the
child
of
Uncas
,
is
found
!
Let
the
eyes
of
a
dying
eagle
gaze
on
the
rising
sun
.
"
The
youth
stepped
lightly
,
but
proudly
,
on
the
platform
,
where
he
became
visible
to
the
whole
agitated
and
wondering
multitude
.
Tamenund
held
him
long
at
the
length
of
his
arm
,
and
read
every
turn
in
the
fine
lineaments
of
his
countenance
,
with
the
untiring
gaze
of
one
who
recalled
days
of
happiness
.
"
Is
Tamenund
a
boy
?
"
at
length
the
bewildered
prophet
exclaimed
.
"
Have
I
dreamt
of
so
many
snows
--
that
my
people
were
scattered
like
floating
sands
--
of
Yengeese
,
more
plenty
than
the
leaves
on
the
trees
!
The
arrow
of
Tamenund
would
not
frighten
the
fawn
;
his
arm
is
withered
like
the
branch
of
a
dead
oak
;
the
snail
would
be
swifter
in
the
race
;
yet
is
Uncas
before
him
as
they
went
to
battle
against
the
pale-faces
!
Uncas
,
the
panther
of
his
tribe
,
the
eldest
son
of
the
Lenape
,
the
wisest
Sagamore
of
the
Mohicans
!
Tell
me
,
ye
Delawares
,
has
Tamenund
been
a
sleeper
for
a
hundred
winters
?
"
The
calm
and
deep
silence
which
succeeded
these
words
,
sufficiently
announced
the
awful
reverence
with
which
his
people
received
the
communication
of
the
patriarch
.
None
dared
to
answer
,
though
all
listened
in
breathless
expectation
of
what
might
follow
.
Uncas
,
however
,
looking
in
his
face
with
the
fondness
and
veneration
of
a
favored
child
,
presumed
on
his
own
high
and
acknowledged
rank
,
to
reply
.
"
Four
warriors
of
his
race
have
lived
,
and
died
,
"
he
said
,
"
since
the
friend
of
Tamenund
led
his
people
in
battle
.
The
blood
of
the
turtle
has
been
in
many
chiefs
,
but
all
have
gone
back
into
the
earth
from
whence
they
came
except
Chingachgook
and
his
son
.
"
"
It
is
true
--
it
is
true
,
"
returned
the
sage
;
a
flash
of
recollection
destroying
all
his
pleasing
fancies
,
and
restoring
him
at
once
to
a
consciousness
of
the
true
history
of
his
nation
.
"
Our
wise
men
have
often
said
that
two
warriors
of
the
unchanged
race
were
in
the
hills
of
the
Yengeese
;
why
have
their
seats
at
the
council-fires
of
the
Delawares
been
so
long
empty
?
"
At
these
words
the
young
man
raised
his
head
,
which
he
had
still
kept
bowed
a
little
,
in
reverence
;
and
lifting
his
voice
so
as
to
be
heard
by
the
multitude
,
as
if
to
explain
at
once
and
forever
the
policy
of
his
family
,
he
said
aloud
--
"
Once
we
slept
where
we
could
hear
the
salt
lake
speak
in
its
anger
.
Then
we
were
rulers
and
sagamores
over
the
land
.
But
when
a
pale-face
was
seen
on
every
brook
,
we
followed
the
deer
back
to
the
river
of
our
nation
.
The
Delawares
were
gone
.
Few
warriors
of
them
all
stayed
to
drink
of
the
stream
they
loved
.
Then
said
my
fathers
,
'
Here
will
we
hunt
.
The
waters
of
the
river
go
into
the
salt
lake
.
If
we
go
towards
the
setting
sun
,
we
shall
find
streams
that
run
into
the
great
lakes
of
sweet
water
;
there
would
a
Mohican
die
,
like
fishes
of
the
sea
,
in
the
clear
springs
.
When
the
Manitou
is
ready
,
and
shall
say
"
Come
,
"
we
will
follow
the
river
to
the
sea
,
and
take
our
own
again
.
'
Such
,
Delawares
,
is
the
belief
of
the
children
of
the
Turtle
.
Our
eyes
are
on
the
rising
,
and
not
towards
the
setting
sun
.
We
know
whence
he
comes
,
but
we
know
not
whither
he
goes
.
It
is
enough
.
"
The
men
of
the
Lenape
listened
to
his
words
with
all
the
respect
that
superstition
could
lend
,
finding
a
secret
charm
even
in
the
figurative
language
with
which
the
young
Sagamore
imparted
his
ideas
.
Uncas
himself
watched
the
effect
of
his
brief
explanation
with
intelligent
eyes
,
and
gradually
dropped
the
air
of
authority
he
had
assumed
,
as
he
perceived
that
his
auditors
were
content
.
Then
permitting
his
looks
to
wander
over
the
silent
throng
that
crowded
around
the
elevated
seat
of
Tamenund
,
he
first
perceived
Hawkeye
in
his
bonds
.
Stepping
eagerly
from
his
stand
,
he
made
way
for
himself
to
the
side
of
his
friend
;
and
cutting
his
thongs
with
a
quick
and
angry
stroke
of
his
own
knife
,
he
motioned
to
the
crowd
to
divide
.
The
Indians
silently
obeyed
,
and
once
more
they
stood
ranged
in
their
circle
,
as
before
his
appearance
among
them
.
Uncas
took
the
scout
by
the
hand
,
and
led
him
to
the
feet
of
the
patriarch
.
