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. TWO CHIEFS AT LOGGERHEADS, y (> ee “She is not your prisoner,” said Me-ralr, speaking for the first time. Hau-do turned upon her with an angry frown. His fingers worked couvulsively. ~ | “Let the prophetess of the Hurons beware. She has. meddled enough in the councils of the warriors. She shall do so no longer. ‘This girl is mine—she shall do as I say.” “She shall not. The chiefs have given her to me, and bid- den me to take care of her, Go your way, Mohawk, and. trouble us not.” “Is she not the prisoner of An-ga-wam ?” “Yes: but Ap-ga-wam has given her to me. ‘Do you think - he would yield her if Z asked him-not ?”’ Hau-do knew the passion of his friend for the prophetess, and that he would go through any thing to do her"a service. He quivered with rage. “Tt is well,” he said. “You have chosen to aaty me. You shall feel what it is to arouse the anger of a great chief.” “Go! said Merah. “ You are a squaw, for you threaten women. Is that the part of a great chief?” Hau-do rushed from the lodge. Near the door he was met by An-ga-wam. “My brother has returned.” “He has; the French rest in their si wigwam, and pre- pare for a new battle. The old chief, Dieskau, is taken, and — another has his place. He has sent the talking-paper to all the tribes, calling upon them to lift the hatchet. I have come to lead the braves again to battle. Has my brother done what , he set out to do ?” “Tt is finished,” said he, coolly. “What will my brother do with the white maiden?” “The Pleasant Voice is nothing tome. I have given her : to the prophetess.” « My brother knew that Hau-do had chosen her’ for squaw.” not bring her into my lodge,” said An-ga-wam, philosophically. “Very true; my brother does not get. his squaw. But he should make er come into his lodge.” “Does my brother know what the Hurons would do to the — “T have also chosen the prophetess for mine, but that does zs COMMEOOKSsCOhN * —