The Delaware gravely bowed his acquiescence to what he knew to be false, and continued—
"The tomahawks of your young men have been very red!"
"It is so; but they are now bright and dull—for the Yengeese are dead, and the Delawares are our neighbours!"
The other acknowledged the pacific compliment by a graceful gesture of the hand, and remained silent. Then Magua, as if recalled to such a recollection, by the allusion to the massacre, demanded—
"Does my prisoner give trouble to my brothers?"
"She is welcome."
"The path between the Hurons and the Delawares is short, and it is open; let her be sent to my squaws if she gives trouble to my brother."
"She is welcome," returned the chief of the latter nation, still more emphatically.
The baffled Magua continued silent several minutes, apparently indifferent, however, to the repulse he had received in
