“Your mother cares for you, “Sleep, sleep, sleep, lullaby. “Do not fear, my little daughter, “Sleep, sleep, sleep, “Do not fear, my little daughter. “Swinging, swinging, lullaby, “Not alone art thou. “Your mother is caring for you. “Sleep, sleep, my little daughter, “Swinging, swinging, lullaby, “Sleep, sleep, sleep.” But she could not, in the care of her children, dispel the sadness of her mind, knowing that she must give up the joys of her forest life. Everything had been so full of hope when he was beside her, but now she could lie on her couch of boughs and mats and ponder upon the sad fate to which she had been cast by the relentless white man. Her mind oft reflected what has been well written: “’Tis not enough. That hated race “Should hunt us out from grove and place, “And consecrated shore,--where long “Our fathers raised the lance and song.” The inevitable had come to Kaubequa, and she sought her white friends, whose religion abhorred war. She set up her lodge on the estate of Dr. Greydon,--not even asking leave to do so. The first evidence that the master of Dorminghurst had of the newly arrived family, was the presentation of a _mokuk_ of maple sugar to the household by a comely young squaw. She carried an infant daughter on her back, bound up in an Indian’s cradle. She desired to obtain some meat, and her way was to exchange with the white people. Her son was a dextrous lad of nine years, who had learned to fish and trap small animals for food and fur. The infant daughter of Kaubequa grew like a young fawn around her mother’s lodge. When the child had reached the age verging upon womanhood, she possessed a tall, slender form, a beautiful olive complexion and large expressive eyes, much like the wild doe,--in that the haughty restlessness of the wilderness child could be discerned in her glance. Her name was Segwuna, the daughter of Springtime, and when about thirteen summers, her mother advised her that a sign made by the Great Spirit to her would mean that she was to be a great woman, if she only would do whatever her mother required of her. Consequently, early one morning in mid-winter, an unusual sign appeared to Segwuna in her dreams. She arose from her couch and ran as far from her lodge as her strength allowed and remained there until her mother found her. Her mother knew what had happened, and directed her to come nearer the family abode, and instructed her to help prepare a lodge out of the boughs of the hemlock. She was told not to taste anything for two days, not even snow. As a diversion, she was to twist and prepare the bark of the linden into twine. She could gather wood, build herself a fire, lie down and keep warm. Segwuna did as directed and at the end of the two days her mother came to see her, but did not bring a morsel to eat. Her thirst was greater than her hunger, yet the pangs of hunger were very violent.