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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Wept of Wish-Ton-Wish"

She will soon be like
Nipset, all red--See," he added laying a finger on a part of his own arm
where the sun and the winds had not yet destroyed the original color; "the
Evil Spirit poured water into his blood too, but it will come out again.
As soon as he is so dark that the Evil Spirit will not know him, he will
go on the war-path; and then the lying Pale-faces may dig up the bones of
their fathers, and move towards the sun-rise, or his lodge will be lined
with hair of the color of a deer!"
"And thou, my daughter! canst thou hear this threat against the people of
thy nation--of thy blood--of thy God--without a shudder?"
The eye of Narra-mattah seemed in doubt; still it regarded Whittal with
its accustomed look of kindness. The innocent, full of his imaginary
glory, raised his hand in exultation, and by gestures that could not
easily be misunderstood, he indicated the manner in which he intended to
rob his victims of the usual trophy. While the youth was enacting the
disgusting but expressive pantomime, Ruth watched the countenance of her
child in nearly breathless agony.


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