manner of their ancestors. It was fortunate for the young man that
opportunities had occurred to test his courage, and that he had never
hesitated when others flinched. His tribe therefore ascribed his
conduct to no want of bravery, but to a delusion sent by his guardian
genius. Hence, though his influence was impaired, it was not entirely
destroyed.

Thus things continued for some time, till one day the Sachem again
addressed Wampum-hair.

"Does the heart of Magisaunikwa still beat softly, like the heart of a
deer!"

"It beats like a man's," said the young hunter, "and not like that of
a vile wild beast. The Indian should imitate the Good Spirit in his
actions, and not destroy his brothers and sisters"

"Yes," said the Sachem, "his heart is a man's, though it is soft. Does
Wampum-hair still love Leelinau?"

"The breath of Thequan is not more welcome to the wood-flower which it
wakes up to life, or the song of the bird dearer to its mate, than the
sight of Leelinau to Magisaunikwa."

"What would Wampum-hair do to obtain her love?"

"He would climb the sky, or dive to the bottom of the salt lake; all
that the Great Spirit could ask would he do."

"A chief cannot compel the affection of his daughter, but he can