He put them in the midst of the
water, for he saw that they could swim. Did he forget the Yengeese? or did
he put them in a swamp, where they would turn into frogs and lizards!"
"Heathen, my voice shall never deny the bounties of my God! His hand hath
placed my fathers in a fertile land, rich in the good things of the world,
fortunate in position, sea-girt and impregnable. Happy is he who can find
justification in dwelling within its borders!"
An empty gourd lay on the rock at the side of Metacom. Bending over the
stream, he filled it to the brim with water, and held the vessel before
the eyes of his companions.
"See," he said, pointing to the even surface of the fluid: "so much hath
the Great Spirit said it shall hold. Now," he added, filling the hollow
of the other hand from the brook, and casting its contents into the gourd,
"now my brother knows that some must come away. It is so with his country.
There is no longer room in it for my pale friend."
"Did I attempt to deceive thine ears with this tale, I should lay
falsehood to my soul.
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