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sorowing for the sound Of Thy accustomed foot.
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"Malaoca, lislenl IN tho wigwams OF thy
people there is place vacant, and thew look
upon Il sadly aud ask Of ono another. "Will not
the forest dove come back and nestle in her old
resting place." Our young braves faller ID
their manly games, Maluoca. and in the green
corn dance are joyous no more, fur they miss
Thy cheering voicefrom among them. Why
should'st thou dwell in the wigwams of the
stranger. when the home Of thy father is pleas.
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''Maiaoca, lsienl II thy heart ycafns afer
the running streams Of thy childhood. and the
sunny places where the wild deer feed-if thou
longest 10 be back among the youths and maid
ems who pine for thy absence, speak, | am old
but my arm is strong; our braves are many
look around-lhey can bear thee hencel"
As TOmocomo spake. PocahonIas listened
with dropping eyes and their long dark lashes
we're gradually filed with tears; but when he
had concluded. she cast long, earnest, loving
glance upon the anxious countensuce of her
belrothed, and drawing closer 20 his side, laid
her hand londly within bis, and said
"Tomocomo! unclc The words that have
beS spoken make me very sad. love John
Rolfs. II leave him should diet"
Thou hast spokeui' said the old warrior,
calmly, and folding his robe about him, he fell
back and made way lor her brother.
"SisIer," said NauIa1uas, "our father, Pow.
halan is old, aud bis eyes are growing dim; he
says, "what you DO shall be we'll" Stay, conc;
the stranger As will keep peace with 50 long as
Mataoca is happy in her new home. If she is
weary, we will take her back-we want her
much. But our white friends know more than
we, and John Role is a good man. lie will
teach Mataoca many wise things. Slay-come
my cars are open!'
Pocahonlas cast look Of deep affection up
on her brother, and then, leaning fer head upon
the breast Of her betroIhed, and winding her
arm tenderly about him, said
"Brother, my fathers words arc gond. What
can say! My heart is here with John Role
where my heart is. lher! is my homo."
"Thou hast spoken well and wisely Princess"
said Sir Thomas Dale, TO whom the speeches
had beon interpreted, 'and foul bsla the knave
who fails to do lhee honor. Tomocomo, Nau.
aquas, the Princess PocahonHS snail be respec-
ted by our people as beromes her gentle brih;
and thar Master RoIfe will entreaI her tenderly.
pledge my knightiy honor. And now that
this trial Of her affection is over, pray you lei
the ceremony proceed"
And amidst the deep silence that cnsued, the
words of the priest were audible TO the farhes1
/ limits Of the church, and when at length he ask
ed the Princess. in the touching aud beautiful
words Of the ordnance
"Wilt thou take this man 10 be thy welded
husband; wilt thou obey him, and serve him.
owe, honor, and keep him, in sickness, and in
health, and forsakiug all others, keep ;hee only
uno him, so long as We both shall livel''-she
lifted up her large black eyes, bright with II
world Of love, aud answered in low, firm mu.
sical voice
"Iwill."
And when the ring had been put upon her fin.
GER and the prayer said, The good priest rose up,
and pronounced the benediction scaled il with a
chaste kiss upon her forehead.
And then the irumpets sounded. and the dan.
mons roared; and the people gathered round, and
with waving of caps, and hats, and hands, aud
kercheis. shouted joyously--
"LoyG LIVE THE LADY RoLFE!"