Still, in the composure of his mien, the tranquillity of his step,
and the self-possession of all his movements, he displayed that high
bearing, his people rarely fail to exhibit, ere too much intercourse with
the whites begins to destroy their distinctive traits.
"Here is the Narragansett," said Reuben Ring, causing his prisoner to
appear in the centre of the room; "he is no chief, as may be gathered from
his uncertain look."
"If he effect that of which there hath been question, his rank mattereth
little. We seek to stop the currents of blood that flow like running
water, in these devoted Colonies."
"This will he do," rejoined the divine, "or we shall hold him answerable
for breach of promise."
"And in what doth he profess to aid in stopping the work of death?"
"By yielding the fierce Philip, and his savage ally,' the roving
Conanchet, to the judgment. Those chiefs destroyed, our temple may be
entered in peace, and the voice of thanksgiving shall again rise in our
Bethel, without the profane interruption of savage shrieks."
Content started, and even recoiled a step, as he listened to the nature of
the proposed peace-offering.
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