Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1858-06-17
THE WIGWAM;
OR,
THE HOME OF THE RED MAN
CHAPTER II.

CHAPTER II.
Now o'er the half world
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtah'd sleep; now wchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecates offerings; and wither'd murder
Alarmed By his sentinel, the wolf, ats
wiicse no hs watch thus with is stea1Ay pace,
With Tarquin's ravshing strides, toward his design
Moves like ghost."-Shakespeme.
Dark dark are the woods. A howl, Il shad-
'ow, and the wolf and the moon are out of view.
A dim curling smoke steals up along the giant
franks and Understanding limbs of the contin-
uous forest, and is lost In the air above.
single ray of the moon creeps down upon the
river, upon whose banks the canoe is moored,
and warrior and his Dove had kindlcd the
campfire, cooked their evening meal, and lay
down to rest-beneath the forest shelter and IN
the guard of their flickcring blaze They heed
not that the fire no longer frightcns the wolf,
nor that the moons pale ray guides the enemy
to their place of repose.
The Great Monedo protect them from Move
gans power, and Mameah heard in her sleep the
distant howl, and sang to her good angel;
"My Mawneto sees me,
Oh, she loves me;
Kind Mawneto save me -
While couchcd low on the opposite bank, with
bow and culver, his face painted in black and
dazzling red, his brawny limbs doubled and his
ear upon the uncovered earth, halted Mowegan
in his search for the fair one who had fled his
embrace, as the dove flies the raven, or the lamb
the tiger.
low murmur from aEar, and the prowling
wind from the deep gorges in tho mountains
swept over the water, tanning the dying embers
in Nagowa's camp; it touched the dry leavet
of the moon of flowers, and the forest was hi
before the wind as the lightning's vivid light
lights up the dark and solemn deep.
"The pigeon is in the beak of the eagle >
said Mowegan as he behed the sudden blaz
upon the opposite shore, "my eye tells me tru
ly."
And as the flames swept close along the shore
and spread away to the mountain, rendering tn
y flight of Nagowo in that direction, impossible
Mowegan silently crossed far behind, and s.ol
along in their rear. He deemed the flying one
once more in his grasp.
{" The blood of the Oneida be upon her head
she shall weep while he bites the earth, and e
back to be the slave of one she thinks to es
cape
The Mohawk Wolf and his tried warrior
were within few PAGES of the encampment
when the ear of ofNagowa, who was watching th
briliantlylighted forest, heard the faint football
and in a moment they were at his camp.
Nagowa and his Dove had removed few
steps from the place of their first encampment
and falling into the shade of large tree, ant
sinking fiat upon the earth, they watched t.
discover the object of those approaching. Sool
the footsteps grew nearer, and almost reach
ed their hiding place, when, as they passed be
tween them and the light, Nagowa discovered
warrior of the Mohawks, and at once divine
the object of their search.
Seeing this, and hearing their retreating foo
steps, Nagowa, without returning to the camp
glided down the slope, and aiding his charge t
seat in the canoe, he entered, and ere Move
gan was aware, they were swiftly and noselessl
gliding down the stream. The shore was pre-
tected from pursuit by the sweeping fire, Will
the thick, overhanging forest entirely conceale
them until they should be far out of reach.
"They have fred their trail and flown," sal
Laogan, as he approached Mowegan, and feal
ing for their real safety continued &C the fiji
has cut off their retreat, unless they were befo1
it; and if not, in what direction they ha,
fed is not known
81 Did the fire spring from a yesternight
camps ground? asked Mowcgan.
Nay" replied the other warrior, g the ash
are yet new, and the live Goals smoulderil
where they burned; besides here is wampu
belt dropped in their haste.'
"Then the Dove must be near her nest; s.
cannot fly"
Following closely around the campfire, Mov
egan crossed the faint trail of footsteps, and c
amined them closely, but their direction cou
not be traced Not knowing which way to pr
covered, Mowegan called council.
4" Here's venison and fish, said Loagan "
us eat, and await the coming SUM-
As no one seemed more anxious for the fate
his sister than Loagan, his advice was foowe'
and hastily regaling themselves upon the rel
nants they lay down to the nights repose.
"Thc Wolf is upon our trail. :" said Nagow
when they were fairly out of hearing "b
unless our stratagem of entering the boat frt
the log on shore is discovered, there is no ira
by which they can know that canoe has be
there and before two suns have gone, the Do
will be in the great lake leading to the villa
of the 0nedias.''
May the Monedo smile upon our ioune
the Wolf of the Mohawks will drink the bio
of his enemy, as the wolfsucks the blood of t
roe," said Mameah and they glided swiftly
under the shade Of the night, and in fear
their pursuers, until silence and the swift
running rapids had bid them hope for safety.
How deep, how solemn the woodlands wb
silence and deep sleep has wrapped all in its c
brace What soul 80 lost to sense that il ne,
dilates with trusting reverence as it drinks
the majesty of the surrounding wilderness
What souls dwelt within the bodies of race