Sarpent, you can't be in airnest, and
therefore I shall say but little to your offer. But you're a chief,
and will soon be sent out on the war path at head of the parties,
and I'll just ask if you'd think of putting your forces into the
inimy's hands, afore the battle is fou't?"
"Wah!" ejaculated the Indian.
"Ay - Wah - I know well enough it's Wah, and altogether Wah -Ra'ally,
Sarpent, I'm consarned and mortified about you! I never heard so
weak an idee come from a chief, and he, too, one that's already
got a name for being wise, young and inexper'enced as he is. Canoe
you sha'n't have, so long as the v'ice of fri'ndship and warning
can count for any thing."
"My pale-face friend is right. A cloud came over the face of
Chingachgook, and weakness got into his mind, while his eyes were
dim. My brother has a good memory for good deeds, and a weak memory
for bad. He will forget."
"Yes, that's easy enough. Say no more about it chief, but if another
of them clouds blow near you, do your endivours to get out of its
way. Clouds are bad enough in the weather, but when they come to
the reason, it gets to be serious. Now, sit down by me here, and
let us calculate our movements a little, for we shall soon either
have a truce and a peace, or we shall come to an actyve and bloody
war.
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