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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Wept of Wish-Ton-Wish"


Suddenly laying a finger on the knee of his companion, he said--
"The arm of my father was raised on the side of the Yengeese, to-day; yet
they give him no seat it their council-fire!"
"The sinful man, who ruleth in the island whence my people came, hath an
arm that is long as his mind is vain. Though debarred from the councils of
this valley, Chief, time hath been, when my voice was beard in councils
that struck heavily at the power of his race. These eyes have seen justice
done on him who gave existence to the double-tongued instrument of Belial,
that now governeth a rich and glorious realm!"
"My father hath taken the scalp of a great chief!"
"I helped to take his head!" returned the solitary, a ray of bitter
exultation gleaming through the habitual austerity of his brow.
"Come.--The eagle flies above the clouds, that he may move his wings
freely. The panther leaps longest on the widest plain; the biggest fish
swim in the deep water. My father cannot stretch himself between these
rocks. He is too big to lie down in a little wigwam.


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