"How does my brother know that the earth turns round?" demanded the Indian. "Can he see it?"
"Well, that"s been a puzzler, I will own, Delaware, for I"ve often tried, but never could fairly make it out. Sometimes I"ve consaited that I could; and then ag"in, I"ve been obliged to own it an onpossibility.
Howsever, turn it does, as all my people say, and you ought to believe "em, since they can foretell eclipses, and other prodigies, that used to fill the tribes with terror, according to your own traditions of such things."
"Good. This is true; no red man will deny it. When a wheel turns, my eyes can see it--they do not see the earth turn."
"Ay, that"s what I call sense obstinacy! Seeing is believing, they say, and what they can"t see, some men won"t in the least give credit to.
Neverthless, chief, that isn"t quite as good reason as it mayat first seem. You believe in the Great Spirit, I know, and yet, I conclude, it would puzzle you to show where you see him!"
"Chingachgook can see Him everywhere--everywhere in good things--the Evil Spirit in bad. Here, in the lake; there, in the forest; yonder, in the clouds; in Hist, in the Son of Uncas, in Tannemund, in Deerslayer. The Evil Spirit is in the Mingos. That I see; I do not see the earth turn round."
"I don"t wonder they call you the Sarpent, Delaware; no, I don"t!
There"s always a meaning in your words, and there"s often a meaning in your countenance, too! Notwithstanding, your answers doesn"t quite meet my idee. That G.o.d is observable in all nat"ral objects is allowable, but then he is not perceptible in the way I mean. You know there is a Great Spirit by his works, and the pale-faces know that the "arth turns round by its works. This is the reason of the matter, though how it is to be explained is more than I can exactly tell you. This I know; all my people consait that fact, and what all the pale-faces consait, is very likely to be true."
"When the sun is in the top of that pine to-morrow, where will my brother Deerslayer be?"
The hunter started, and he looked intently, though totally without alarm, at his friend. Then he signed for him to follow, and led the way into the Ark, where he might pursue the subject unheard by those whose feelings he feared might get the mastery over their reason. Here he stopped, and pursued the conversation in a more confidential tone.
""Twas a little onreasonable in you Sarpent," he said, "to bring up such a subject afore Hist, and when the young women of my own colour might overhear what was said. Yes, "twas a little more onreasonable than most things that you do. No matter; Hist didn"t comprehend, and the other didn"t hear. Howsever, the question is easier put than answered. No mortal can say where he will be when the sun rises to-morrow. I will ask you the same question, Sarpent, and should like to hear what answer you can give."
"Chingachgook will be with his friend Deerslayer--if he be in the land of spirits, the Great Serpent will crawl at his side; if beneath yonder sun, its warmth and light shall fall on both."
"I understand you, Delaware," returned the other, touched with the simple self-devotion of his friend, "Such language is as plain in one tongue as in another. It comes from the heart, and goes to the heart, too. "Tis well to think so, and it may be well to say so, for that matter, but it would not be well to do so, Sarpent. You are no longer alone in life, for though you have the lodges to change, and other ceremonies to go through, afore Hist becomes your lawful wife, yet are you as good as married in all that bears on the feelin"s, and joy, and misery. No--no--Hist must not be desarted, because a cloud is pa.s.sing atween you and me, a little onexpectedly and a little darker than we may have looked for."
"Hist is a daughter of the Mohicans. She knows how to obey her husband.
Where he goes, she will follow. Both will be with the Great Hunter of the Delawares, when the sun shall be in the pine to-morrow."
"The Lord bless and protect you! Chief, this is downright madness. Can either, or both of you, alter a Mingo natur"? Will your grand looks, or Hist"s tears and beauty, change a wolf into a squirrel, or make a catamount as innocent as a fa"an? No--Sarpent, you will think better of this matter, and leave me in the hands of G.o.d. A"ter all, it"s by no means sartain that the scamps design the torments, for they may yet be pitiful, and bethink them of the wickedness of such a course--though it is but a hopeless expectation to look forward to a Mingo"s turning aside from evil, and letting marcy get uppermost in his heart. Nevertheless, no one knows to a sartainty what will happen, and young creatur"s, like Hist, a"n"t to be risked on onsartainties. This marrying is altogether a different undertaking from what some young men fancy. Now, if you was single, or as good as single, Delaware, I should expect you to be actyve and stirring about the camp of the vagabonds, from sunrise to sunset, sarc.u.mventing and contriving, as restless as a hound off the scent, and doing all manner of things to help me, and to distract the inimy, but two are oftener feebler than one, and we must take things as they are, and not as we want "em to be."
"Listen, Deerslayer," returned the Indian with an emphasis so decided as to show how much he was in earnest. "If Chingachgook was in the hands of the Hurons, what would my pale-face brother do? Sneak off to the Delaware villages, and say to the chiefs, and old men, and young warriors--"see, here is Wah-ta-Wah; she is safe, but a little tired; and here is the Son of Uncas, not as tired as the Honeysuckle, being stronger, but just as safe." Would he do this?"
"Well, that"s oncommon ingen"ous; it"s cunning enough for a Mingo, himself! The Lord only knows what put it into your head to ask such a question. What would I do? Why, in the first place, Hist wouldn"t be likely to be in my company at all, for she would stay as near you as possible, and therefore all that part about her couldn"t be said without talking nonsense. As for her being tired, that would fall through too, if she didn"t go, and no part of your speech would be likely to come from me; so, you see, Sarpent, reason is ag"in you, and you may as well give it up, since to hold out ag"in reason, is no way becoming a chief of your character and repitation."
"My brother is not himself; he forgets that he is talking to one who has sat at the Council Fire of his nation," returned the other kindly. "When men speak, they should say that which does not go in at one side of the head and out at the other. Their words shouldn"t be feathers, so light that a wind which does not ruffle the water can blow them away. He has not answered my question; when a chief puts a question, his friend should not talk of other things."
"I understand you, Delaware; I understand well enough what you mean, and truth won"t allow me to say otherwise. Still it"s not as easy to answer as you seem to think, for this plain reason. You wish me to say what I would do if I had a betrothed as you have, here, on the lake, and a fri"nd yonder in the Huron camp, in danger of the torments. That"s it, isn"t it?"
The Indian bowed his head silently, and always with unmoved gravity, though his eye twinkled at the sight of the other"s embarra.s.sment.
"Well, I never had a betrothed--never had the kind of feelin"s toward any young woman that you have towards Hist, though the Lord knows my feelin"s are kind enough towards "em all! Still my heart, as they call it in such matters, isn"t touched, and therefore I can"t say what I would do. A fri"nd pulls strong, that I know by exper"ence, Sarpent, but, by all that I"ve seen and heard consarning love, I"m led to think that a betrothed pulls stronger."
"True; but the betrothed of Chingachgook does not pull towards the lodges of the Delawares; she pulls towards the camp of the Hurons."
"She"s a n.o.ble gal, for all her little feet, and hands that an"t bigger than a child"s, and a voice that is as pleasant as a mocker"s; she"s a n.o.ble gal, and like the stock of her sires! Well, what is it, Sarpent; for I conclude she hasn"t changed her mind, and means to give herself up, and turn Huron wife. What is it you want?"
"Wah-ta-Wah will never live in the wigwam of an Iroquois," answered the Delaware drily. "She has little feet, but they can carry her to the villages of her people; she has small hands, too, but her mind is large.
My brother will see what we can do, when the time shall come, rather than let him die under Mingo torments."
"Attempt nothing heedlessly, Delaware," said the other earnestly; "I suppose you must and will have your way; and, on the whole it"s right you should, for you"d neither be happy, unless something was undertaken.
But attempt nothing heedlessly--I didn"t expect you"d quit the lake, while my matter remained in unsartainty, but remember, Sarpent, that no torments that Mingo ingenuity can invent, no ta"ntings and revilings; no burnings and roastings and nail-tearings, nor any other onhuman contrivances can so soon break down my spirit, as to find that you and Hist have fallen into the power of the inimy in striving to do something for my good."
"The Delawares are prudent. The Deerslayer will not find them running into a strange camp with their eyes shut."
Here the dialogue terminated. Hetty announced that the breakfast was ready, and the whole party was soon seated around the simple board, in the usual primitive manner of borderers. Judith was the last to take her seat, pale, silent, and betraying in her countenance that she had pa.s.sed a painful, if not a sleepless, night. At this meal scarce a syllable was exchanged, all the females manifesting want of appet.i.tes, though the two men were unchanged in this particular. It was early when the party arose, and there still remained several hours before it would be necessary for the prisoner to leave his friends. The knowledge of this circ.u.mstance, and the interest all felt in his welfare, induced the whole to a.s.semble on the platform again, in the desire to be near the expected victim, to listen to his discourse, and if possible to show their interest in him by antic.i.p.ating his wishes. Deerslayer, himself, so far as human eyes could penetrate, was wholly unmoved, conversing cheerfully and naturally, though he avoided any direct allusions to the expected and great event of the day. If any evidence could be discovered of his thought"s reverting to that painful subject at all, it was in the manner in which he spoke of death and the last great change.
"Grieve not, Hetty," he said, for it was while consoling this simple-minded girl for the loss of her parents that he thus betrayed his feelings, "since G.o.d has app"inted that all must die. Your parents, or them you fancied your parents, which is the same thing, have gone afore you; this is only in the order of natur", my good gal, for the aged go first, and the young follow. But one that had a mother like your"n, Hetty, can be at no loss to hope the best, as to how matters will turn out in another world. The Delaware, here, and Hist, believe in happy hunting grounds, and have idees befitting their notions and gifts as red-skins, but we who are of white blood hold altogether to a different doctrine. Still, I rather conclude our heaven is their land of spirits, and that the path which leads to it will be travelled by all colours alike. "Tis onpossible for the wicked to enter on it, I will allow, but fri"nds can scarce be separated, though they are not of the same race on "arth. Keep up your spirits, poor Hetty, and look forward to the day when you will meet your mother ag"in, and that without pain, or sorrowing."
"I do expect to see mother," returned the truth-telling and simple girl, "but what will become of father?"
"That"s a non-plusser, Delaware," said the hunter, in the Indian dialect--"yes, that is a downright non-plusser! The Muskrat was not a saint on "arth, and it"s fair to guess he"ll not be much of one, hereafter! Howsever, Hetty," dropping into the English by an easy transition, "howsever, Hetty, we must all hope for the best. That is wisest, and it is much the easiest to the mind, if one can only do it.
I ricommend to you, trusting to G.o.d, and putting down all misgivings and fainthearted feelin"s. It"s wonderful, Judith, how different people have different notions about the futur", some fancying one change, and some fancying another. I"ve known white teachers that have thought all was spirit, hereafter, and them, ag"in, that believed the body will be transported to another world, much as the red-skins themselves imagine, and that we shall walk about in the flesh, and know each other, and talk together, and be fri"nds there as we"ve been fri"nds here."
"Which of these opinions is most pleasing to you, Deerslayer?" asked the girl, willing to indulge his melancholy mood, and far from being free from its influence herself. "Would it be disagreeable to think that you should meet all who are now on this platform in another world? Or have you known enough of us here, to be glad to see us no more.
"The last would make death a bitter portion; yes it would. It"s eight good years since the Sarpent and I began to hunt together, and the thought that we were never to meet ag"in would be a hard thought to me.
He looks forward to the time when he shall chase a sort of spirit-deer, in company, on plains where there"s no thorns, or brambles, or marshes, or other hardships to overcome, whereas I can"t fall into all these notions, seeing that they appear to be ag"in reason. Spirits can"t eat, nor have they any use for clothes, and deer can only rightfully be chased to be slain, or slain, unless it be for the venison or the hides. Now, I find it hard to suppose that blessed spirits can be put to chasing game without an object, tormenting the dumb animals just for the pleasure and agreeableness of their own amus.e.m.e.nts. I never yet pulled a trigger on buck or doe, Judith, unless when food or clothes was wanting."
"The recollection of which, Deerslayer, must now be a great consolation to you."
"It is the thought of such things, my fri"nds, that enables a man to keep his furlough. It might be done without it, I own; for the worst red-skins sometimes do their duty in this matter; but it makes that which might otherwise be hard, easy, if not altogether to our liking.
Nothing truly makes a bolder heart than a light conscience."
Judith turned paler than ever, but she struggled for self-command, and succeeded in obtaining it. The conflict had been severe, however, and it left her so little disposed to speak that Hetty pursued the subject.
This was done in the simple manner natural to the girl.
"It would be cruel to kill the poor deer," she said, "in this world, or any other, when you don"t want their venison, or their skins. No good white man, and no good red man would do it. But it"s wicked for a Christian to talk about chasing anything in heaven. Such things are not done before the face of G.o.d, and the missionary that teaches these doctrines can"t be a true missionary. He must be a wolf in sheep"s clothing. I suppose you know what a sheep is, Deerslayer."
"That I do, gal, and a useful creatur" it is, to such as like cloths better than skins for winter garments. I understand the natur" of sheep, though I"ve had but little to do with "em, and the natur" of wolves too, and can take the idee of a wolf in the fleece of a sheep, though I think it would be like to prove a hot jacket for such a beast, in the warm months!"
"And sin and hypocrisy are hot jackets, as they will find who put them on," returned Hetty, positively, "so the wolf would be no worse off than the sinner. Spirits don"t hunt, nor trap, nor fish, nor do anything that vain men undertake, since they"ve none of the longings of this world to feed. Oh! Mother told me all that, years ago, and I don"t wish to hear it denied."
"Well, my good Hetty, in that case you"d better not broach your doctrine to Hist, when she and you are alone, and the young Delaware maiden is inclined to talk religion. It"s her fixed idee, I know, that the good warriors do nothing but hunt and fish in the other world, though I don"t believe that she fancies any of them are brought down to trapping, which is no empl"yment for a brave. But of hunting and fishing, accordin" to her notion, they"ve their fill, and that, too, over the most agreeablest hunting grounds, and among game that is never out of season, and which is just actyve and instinctyve enough to give a pleasure to death. So I wouldn"t ricommend it to you to start Hist on that idee."
"Hist can"t be so wicked as to believe any such thing," returned the other, earnestly. "No Indian hunts after he is dead."
"No wicked Indian, I grant you; no wicked Indian, sartainly. He is obliged to carry the ammunition, and to look on without sharing in the sport, and to cook, and to light the fires, and to do every thing that isn"t manful. Now, mind; I don"t tell you these are my idees, but they are Hist"s idees, and, therefore, for the sake of peace the less you say to her ag"in "em, the better."
"And what are your ideas of the fate of an Indian, in the other world?"
demanded Judith, who had just found her voice.
"Ah! gal, any thing but that! I am too Christianized to expect any thing so fanciful as hunting and fishing after death, nor do I believe there is one Manitou for the red-skin and another for a pale-face. You find different colours on "arth, as any one may see, but you don"t find different natur"s. Different gifts, but only one natur"."
"In what is a gift different from a nature? Is not nature itself a gift from G.o.d?"
"Sartain; that"s quick-thoughted, and creditable, Judith, though the main idee is wrong. A natur" is the creatur" itself; its wishes, wants, idees and feelin"s, as all are born in him. This natur" never can be changed, in the main, though it may undergo some increase, or lessening.
Now, gifts come of sarc.u.mstances. Thus, if you put a man in a town, he gets town gifts; in a settlement, settlement gifts; in a forest, gifts of the woods. A soldier has soldierly gifts, and a missionary preaching gifts. All these increase and strengthen, until they get to fortify natur", as it might be, and excuse a thousand acts and idees. Still the creatur" is the same at the bottom; just as a man who is clad in regimentals is the same as the man that is clad in skins. The garments make a change to the eye, and some change in the conduct, perhaps; but none in the man. Herein lies the apology for gifts; seein" that you expect different conduct from one in silks and satins, from one in homespun; though the Lord, who didn"t make the dresses, but who made the creatur"s themselves, looks only at his own work. This isn"t ra"al missionary doctrine, but it"s as near it as a man of white colour need be. Ah"s! me; little did I think to be talking of such matters, to-day, but it"s one of our weaknesses never to know what will come to pa.s.s.
Step into the Ark with me, Judith, for a minute; I wish to conva.r.s.e with you."
Judith complied with a willingness she could scarce conceal. Following the hunter into the cabin, she took a seat on a stool, while the young man brought Killdeer, the rifle she had given him, out of a corner, and placed himself on another, with the weapon laid upon his knees. After turning the piece round and round, and examining its lock and its breech with a sort of affectionate a.s.siduity, he laid it down and proceeded to the subject which had induced him to desire the interview.