Answering him in the same language, she blended her accustomed
sincerity of expression with gentle words of soothing kindness; and,
in concluding her reply, she took his hand in hers, saying, “Olitipa
has long loved her brothers, War–Eagle and Wingenund; let not a cloud
come between them now; her heart is not changed to the great warrior of
Lenapé; his sister trusts to his protection; she is proud of his fame;
she has no other love to give him; her race, her religion, her heart
forbid it! but he is her dear brother; he will not be angry, nor leave
her.
“Mahéga and the Osages are become enemies; the Dahcotah trail is near;
Tamenund is old and weak; where shall Olitipa find a brother’s love,
and a brother’s aid, if War–Eagle turns away his face from her now?”
The noble heart to which she appealed had gone through its fiery ordeal
of torture, and triumphed over it. After the manner of his tribe, the
Delaware, before relinquishing her hand, pressed it for a moment to
his chest, in token of affection, and said, “It is enough; my sister’s
words are good, they are not spilt upon the ground; let Mahéga or the
Dahcotahs come near the lodge of Olitipa, and they shall learn that
War–Eagle is her brother!” The chieftain’s hand rested lightly on his
tomahawk, and his countenance, as he withdrew from the tent, wore an
expression of high and stern resolve.
How often in life is the observation forced upon us, that artlessness
is the highest perfection of art! It is an axiom, the truth of
which remains unchallenged under whatever aspect we view it, and is
indisputable even in its converse; thus, as in writing, the apparent
ease and simplicity of style is the result of frequent correction
and laborious study; so in corporeal exercises, the most assiduous
practice must be combined with the highest physical qualifications,
ere the dancer or the posture–master can emulate the unconscious grace
displayed in the movements of a sportive kitten, or a playful child.
Had Prairie–bird been familiar with all the learned treatises on
rhetoric that have appeared from the time of Aristotle to the present
day, she could not have selected topics better calculated to move
and soften the heart of her Indian brother. And yet she had no other
instructor in the heart than the natural delicacy of her sex and
character. While the tribute to his warlike fame gratified his pride,
the unstudied sisterly affection of her tone and manner soothed his
wounded feelings; and while the brief picture of her unprotected state
aroused all his nobler and more generous sentiments, no breath of
allusion to his successful rival’s name kindled the embers of jealousy
that slumbered beneath them.
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