recalling at the moment her lover's danger for her sake and her own
repented scorn, then heavily sighed, and leaning her head on the bosom
of one of her companions, expired.




CHAPTER XXIII.

Wide o'er the brim with many a torrent swelled,
And the mixed ruin of its banks o'erspread,
At last the roused up river pours along:
Resistless, roaring, dreadful, down it comes
From the rude mountain and the mossy wild.

THOMSON'S SEASONS.


The company expressed their acknowledgments to Bernard for the
entertainment he had furnished, although they all seemed to consider
the conduct of Wampum-hair inconsistent with his amiable character,
and to pity the fate of Leelinau.

"The writer must have had some suspicion of the inconsistency
himself," said Bernard, "to judge from his attempt to obviate
the difficulty, by ascribing a magic change in his hero, to the
application of the child's hand to the head, instead of as before,
to the heart. This part of the tale is slightly and unskillfully
developed."