My path has been short, and is like soon to
have an end, but I can see that the wanderings of a warrior aren't
altogether among brambles and difficulties. There's a bright side
to a warpath, as well as to most other things, if we'll only have
the wisdom to see it, and the ginerosity to own it."
"And why should your warpath, as you call it, come so near to an
end, Deerslayer?"
"Because, my good girl, my furlough comes so near to an end. They're
likely to have pretty much the same tarmination, as regards time,
one following on the heels of the other, as a matter of course."
"I don't understand your meaning, Deerslayer -" returned the girl,
looking a little bewildered. "Mother always said people ought to
speak more plainly to me than to most other persons, because I'm
feeble minded. Those that are feeble minded, don't understand as
easily as those that have sense."
"Well then, Hetty, the simple truth is this. You know that I'm now
a captyve to the Hurons, and captyves can't do, in all things, as
they please -"
"But how can you be a captive," eagerly interrupted the girl
-"when you are out here on the lake, in father's best canoe, and
the Indians are in the woods with no canoe at all? That can't be
true, Deerslayer!"
"I wish with all my heart and soul, Hetty, that you was right, and
that I was wrong, instead of your bein' all wrong, and I bein' only
too near the truth.
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