Останній з Могікан
Chapter 29
Withhistongue,hestopstheearsoftheIndians;hisheartteacheshimtopaywarriorstofighthisbattles;hiscunningtellshimhowtogettogetherthegoodsoftheearth;andhisarmsinclosethelandfromtheshoresofthesalt-watertotheislandsofthegreatlake.Hisgluttonymakeshimsick.Godgavehimenough,andyethewantsall.Sucharethepale-faces.
"SometheGreatSpiritmadewithskinsbrighterandredderthanyondersun,"continuedMagua,pointingimpressivelyupwardstotheluridluminary,whichwasstrugglingthroughthemistyatmosphereofthehorizon;"andthesedidHefashiontoHisownmind.HegavethemthisislandasHehadmadeit,coveredwithtrees,andfilledwithgame.Thewindmadetheirclearings;thesunandrainsripenedtheirfruits;andthesnowscametotellthemtobethankful.Whatneedhadtheyofroadstojourneyby!Theysawthroughthehills.Whenthebeaversworked,theylayintheshade,andlookedon.Thewindscooledtheminsummer;inwinter,skinskeptthemwarm.Iftheyfoughtamongthemselves,itwastoprovethattheyweremen.Theywerebrave;theywerejust;theywerehappy."
Herethespeakerpaused,andagainlookedaroundhim,todiscoverifhislegendhadtouchedthesympathiesofhislisteners.Hemeteverywherewitheyesrivetedonhisown,headserect,andnostrilsexpanded,asifeachindividualpresentfelthimselfableandwilling,singly,toredressthewrongsofhisrace.
