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it had struck down the white hunter in the
moment he first beheld him.
"But Wabegwona will be sister to the
I pale face" continued the young Ottowa.
"She will know that it is the heart of Laguiab
which lies wounded in his lodge, and she will
watch over the stranger as the eagle watches
over her young one, until his wings are strong,
and his eyes can look boldly on the sum-"
| As the summer wind was Laguiab's voice,
and the maiden's will was the rush which
loved TO bend before it; for no brother could
be dearer than he had ever been to her. But
the strong grasp of sickness WAS on the
strangers frame, and it was long ere all their
care could loosen it; and often, as she sat
beside his couch, while the spirits of the past
and of the absent seemed lowering around
and in communion with him, did Wsbegwona
fear that he would pass away to the Happy
Gardens of the pale faces, and leave shadow
on the soul of Laguiab. For though the OF.
tows had slain many foes on the war path,
until his fame was on the earth, as the lights
whose name he bore were in the sky, sad
shown in the sight Of many nations, and wo-
men trenbled at its rushing sound, and war
riors unused on what it might portend still
the young chief sorrowed for the aimless blow
which had struck down tree whose fall
might crush many flowers, but gave no place
for glory to spring up. But the summons had
not gone forth, and the Englishman was left
TO find lie to which he awoke, wilder dream
than all his fever visions.
| Weeks and months had glided by the
SHOWS which had not fallen when Seyton was
brought to the Ottowa's excampment, had
melted away with the hours forever vanished,
and leaves were bursting forth on the trees,
and flowers were starting up among the bright
fresh grass with all the rapidity and vigor Of
the vegetation in that region. But spring did
not find the Ottowas where the autumn left
them, on the point beside the gold-bloom.
| Death had breathed on one of their fairest
plants, and when it withered and died, they,
as is frequent among the Indians, deserted
the scene of the misfortune, and their lodges
were now razed, and their fires lighted on the
shores of a quiet bay several miles lower down
the lake.
Again it was evening, and Wabegwona sat
on the star-lit strand. But this time she was
not alone, for Seyton was by her side, telling
her of the mighty river beside which dwet
her mothers people and his own, and of the
stately dwellings along its shores, and down
where the salt waves broke in restless MUIR
murs that were forever whispering of the dis
tant island far towards the rising sun, where
it moaned and dashed around their forefather's
graves.
And he told her, too, of one who would
gladly bear away the fairest flower of the forest
to bloom within one ofthose proud dwellings
and of love which would guard it against
the tempest, and shelter it from the burning
sun-ray, and cheer it, if the breath Of sorrow,
which wanders everywhere, should bow it to
the earth.
The maiden smiled as she listened, but the
EngGshmau wondered if it were in pleasure
or in scorn, for the iaint light revealed her
Co. -. ai.nnJ.--
"Has Wabegwona no words?" he asked.
"Say, must the pale face regret that her
voice called him back, when his spirit was on
the wing?"
There was minutes stiffness, and then
the low, syaet voice Of Wabegwona came like
music on the ear.
"Why should an Ottowa girl speak ?" was
her reply. "The words of the pale face are.
the stars the heart of Wabegwona is the lake
whereon they rest Let them look down, and
they will see no other light reflected in it."
A joyful exclamation was on Seyton's lips
but it was stayed, as shadow fell on the
sand, and o form stood before him. 1t was
Laguiab the starbeams showed him deadly
pale, and his arms were folded and his lips
compressed, while his glance was as though
the true Aurora Borealis had flashed upon
them.
"Laguiab rs fool, said he, bitterly. "His>
rifle was wise, but he was angry with its Wis
dom. Are there no blossoms beside the dis.
tant waters, where the pale faces build their
lodges so high up into the sky, that the st-an-
brighter than the knives of his people, to steal
away the only flower an Indian loved 10 look
upon? The heart Of Laguiab was spread
before my sister," continued the warrior, re-
proachfnlly, to Wabegvona. Had the White
Lily looked into it, she would have seen noth-
ing but herself. But u white mist has come
before her eyes, aud she cannot sea strange
wind has whispered in her ear, and the voice
to which she oncelistened is forgotten"
! The 0ttowa paused; but, surprised by the
| accusation of treachery, of which he had no
thought of being guiltT, Seyton hesitatcd to
reply And Wabegwolia bowed her head in
silence, for love for Laguiab was strong within
her heart; but it was only as brother that
he had always mingled in her thoughts, and
she had never dreamed of hearing such words
from his lips. After moment, he resumed
more fercely-
But why should that mist stay to blind
the eyes of Wabegwona? Laguisb's arm is
stronger than his voice, and his anger is
mighty tempest, which breaks down the forest
IS it passes. 1t shall sweep the mist from his
path, and the eyes Of the White Lily can look
once more on his face
AS ho spoke the last words, Laguiab drew
the tomohswk from bis belt. Seyton had
risen to his feet, but not to fly though
strange thrill shot through his heart as he
stood for moment deie1celess before the en-
ragged Irdiah, like q fawn awaiting the pam
theirs spring. The bright weapon CLEANED
i'll the starbeams as the Ottowa raised his arm.
but the next instant it was whiried far over
the lake, to buy its keen edge in the slumber-
| ing waters.
"No," said the Indian, in low, deep voice,
"the arm of Laguab is strong, but not strong
enough to strike his friend. The PATE face
has slept in his lodge, and hunted by his side,
| and an Ottawa chief cannot take the life he