Pulp Fiction, 1868 · page 41 of 116
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* THE COUNCIL OF CHIEFS. 43 pe excluded therefrom; hence, she leaned against a tree be- hind her father, and atened “Por many years the corn failed us, and the venison was poor; the fish showed their dead white bellies all along the sea-shore ; the burial-places of our people were ress with our dead ; and then came these pale-faces !” Thus commenced a white-haired chief, recalling the mis- fortunes of his people. “Our medicine-men, our prophets, foretold their coming,” returned another. . “Yes, my brother, and they foretold the ruin of the tribes. . I see already our people fading, fading, like the mist as the sun comes up.” “Why look only at black omens, my father? Maybe the pale-faces have brought to us one who can show us how to avert the calamities of our people.” Acashee started forward like a young panther at these words of her futher, and exclaimed : “Thou hast well said, my father.” Saznoset lifted his hand and waved his daughter back; then he said, in a low voice, meant for her ear alone: “ The net-weaver is keen and subtle; let her beware, or she may He caught in her own trap.” “What is Wa-ain (white soul) to me? Do I not. seek the prophet-yoice of our people ?” ’ Samoset’s eyes flashed fire upon the girl; he rose to his feet and motioned her to follow, saying, as hé went : ‘i “ Does the squaw hope to deceive a chief? Do I not know thee? Do I not know that Hope Vines is to thee what the hazel is to the rattlesnake? Go thy ways, lest I condemn — thee to the hoe and the paddle.” Samoset loved Hopeswith a paternal tenderness nwt a re- ligious reverence ; and when he sought to secure her as a Prophet, it was in accordance with these sentiments only, and he resolved to protect her from the animosity which he -s6 well read in the mind of his imperious daughter. Returning to the council at length, he was ready to adopt measures to seenre her person, and therefore listened to the reasons as- Senet tee their belief in her supernatural gifts. _ “ Hardly do her feet touch the earth,” said a chief “ Her <_< ; Comicbooks:c