Frostburg mining journal., 1883-12-15
THE LAST OF THE MOHICANS.
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some boon from your own hand with
that grace you so well know how to
practice. Remember that on your
presence of mind and ingenuity your
life and that of Alice may dependw
"Heyward, and yours 2"
'Mine is of little moment ; it is al
ready sold to my king. But hush we
approach the Indian. Magua, the lady
with whom you wish to speak is here"
The Indian rose and signed with his
hand for Hayward to retire, saying
"When the Huron talks to the wo-
man, his tribe shut their ears"
Duncan still lingering, Cora said with
o calm smile
"You hear, Hayward go to Alice
and comfort her with our reviving
prospects"
She asked
"What would LIE Renard say to the
daughter of MunroP"
Listen" said the Indian, "Magua
was born a chief; he saw the sun of
twenty summers make the SHOWS of
twenty winters run off in the streams
before he saw pale-face, and he was
happy. Then his Canada fathers came
into the woods and taught him to drink
fre-water and he became a rascal"
Something like this | had heard be-
FORE" said Cora.
"Was it the fault of lie Renard that
his head is not made of rock ? Who
gave him the fire-water who made
him villain7 Twas the pale-faces,
the people of your own color"
"And am answerable that unprin-
cipled men exist, whose shades of coun-
tenance resemble mine ?"
"No; Magua is man, not fool"
"What, then, have to do or say in the
matter of your misfortunes, not to say
your errors ?"
"Listen," repeated the Indian, re-
suming his earnest attitude; "when
his English and French fathers dug
up the hatchet, lie Renard struck the
war-post of the Mohawks, and went
out against his own nation. The pale
faces have driven the redskins from
their hunting grounds, and now, when
they fight, white man leads the way.
The old chief at Horican, your father,
was the great captain of our war-party.
He said to the Mohawks do this, and
do that, and he was minded. He
made law, that if an Indian swal-
lowed the water, and came into
the cloth wigwams of his warriors, it
should not be forgotten. Magua fool
ishly opened his mouth, and the hot
liquor led him into the cabin Of
Munro. What did the gray-head ,
Let his daughter say"
''He forgot not his words, and did
justice, by Furnishing the offender"
said the undaunted daughter.
"Justicen repeated the Indian,
casting an oblique glance of the most
ferocious expression at her unyielding
countenance sis it justice to make
evil, and then punish for it Magua
was not himself but it was the fire
water that spoke and acted for him !!
but Munro did not believe it. The
Huron chief was tied up before the
pale-face warriors, and whipped like
dog"
Cora remained silent, for she knew
not how to palliate this imprudent
severity on the part of her father, in a
manner to suit the comprehension of
an Indian.
"See!" continued Magua, tearing
aside the slight calico that very i'm
perfectly concealed his painted breast !;
"here are sears given by knives and
bullets-one of these a warrior may
boast before his nation; but the gray
head has left marks on the back Of
the Huron chief, that he must hide,
like a squaw, under this painted cloth
of the whites"
II had thought" resumed Cora,
"that an Indian warrior was patient.
and that his spirits felt not, and knew
not, the rain his body suffered p
when the Chippewas tied Magua
to the stake, and cut this CASH said
the other, laying his finger on a deep
scar, "the Huron laughed in their
faces, and told them, Women struck
so light! His spirit was then in the
clouds But when he felt the blows
of Munro, his spirit lay under the bilch.
The spirit of u Huron is never drunk;
it remembers forever"
"But may be appeased. If my
father has done you this injustice, show
him how an Indian can forgive an in
jury, and take back his daughters.
You have heard from Major Hey
ward
Magua shook his head, forbidding
the repetition of offers he so much
despised.
"What would he have 2" continued
Cora, after most painful pause.
"What Huron loves-good for
good bad for bad !"
"You would then revenge the injury