The Mohegan Maiden — page 78: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

80 THE MOHEGAN MAIDEN, “Good! My white brother may go to his wigwam now, I will speak to the council of the red-men, and if they shall heed the words of the food Yen-gee it will be well. But let the pale-face rest now, that he may be well soon.” “ But let me go to the council with you!” persisted Arch- ibald. “TI can tell my own story quite as well you can, and I tell you she must not be harmed !” Had he been less excited, it is more probable his request would have been heeded. But, with an all-sufficient wave of the hand the Indian dismissed him, saying, “ The council is not for white men, but for the Mohégan. Let not the stranger seek that which is not his,” Feeling that he had done and said. all that was’ possible, and trusting for some results from that, the Proce 'h y man returned again to his lodge. ss He was received rather coldly by the guards, but ‘they maintained a rigid silence, allowing the young man to act his pleasure about the wigwam. "Shing S ats anxiously expecting him, and the quick olan qe oe he entered, scanning his countenance for ange sign showed how great her faith had been in his efforts. ‘She read his failure, and turned away with a deep sigh, which pierced the white man to the heart. “Tt may be that I have effected something,” he thought, “put I do not need to tell her so, and raise hopes which may only be dashed to the earth again. Better that she should be happily disappointed than otherwise.” The air within the cabin seemed hot and stifling - he could not breathe it. Rushing to the door he paced up and down in the open air for a time, till his equanimity was in a meas- ure restored, and then he began to to cast about him, to see in what manner he could further strive to render the doomed one assistance. Alas! He saw no means. It could not be done by force, for he was alone in the home of the Mohegans, who, though professing friendship, might at any moment consider it for their interests to put him: quietly out of their way. Strategy he could not employ, for his every movement was too closely watched. Persuasion alone remained: what a slender hope, after the experience he had already received ! can comicbooks.com