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           ’Tisawickedfabricationofthewhites,andIsayittotheshameofmycolor,thatwouldmakethewarriorbowdownbeforeimagesofhisowncreation.Itistrue,theyendeavortomaketruceswiththewickedone—aswhowouldnotwithanenemyhecannotconquer!—buttheylookupforfavorandassistancetotheGreatandGoodSpiritonly."

           "Itmaybeso,"saidDavid;"butIhaveseenstrangeandfantasticimagesdrawnintheirpaint,ofwhichtheiradmirationandcaresavoredofspiritualpride;especiallyone,andthat,too,afoulandloathsomeobject."

           "Wasitasarpent?"quicklydemandedthescout.

           "Muchthesame.Itwasinthelikenessofanabjectandcreepingtortoise."

           "Hugh!"exclaimedboththeattentiveMohicansinabreath;whilethescoutshookhisheadwithanairofonewhohadmadeanimportant,butbynomeansapleasingdiscovery.Thenthefatherspoke,inthelanguageoftheDelawares,andwithacalmnessanddignitythatinstantlyarrestedtheattentionevenofthosetowhomhiswordswereunintelligible.Hisgestureswereimpressive,andattimesenergetic.Onceheliftedhisarmonhigh;andasitdescended,theactionthrewasidethefoldsofhislightmantle,afingerrestingonhisbreast,asifhewouldenforcehismeaningbytheattitude.Duncan’seyesfollowedthemovement,andheperceivedthattheanimaljustmentionedwasbeautifully,thoughfaintly,workedinabluetint,ontheswarthybreastofthechief.