Children -- Fiction; Elves -- Fiction; Kentucky -- Fiction; Magic -- Fiction; Pride and vanity -- Fiction
Thus spoke innocent Bertha, dancing all the while, and dancing all the
blither for not knowing how to tell it--so ready is heaven to compensate
our lackings when love is in our hearts. And yet she had told it better
than she knew; for, though the body was dancing, the soul was kneeling;
and such a soul, so lovely and so bright, that the good Manitous--those
who were crowned with the crimson flowers, and those who wore the wings
and plumes of beautiful birds--came flitting to her, drawn by sweet
attraction. One minute, they joined hands and wheeled their unseen ring
around the human innocent, their presence filling the air with perfume
delectable to breathe. Then, suddenly parting, each at a tangent to the
whirling circle, away they flew to bear the good news far and wide. And
the good news went to many a father and many a mother; and, though it
came from unseen lips, in unheard words, it left a shining in the eyes,
a burning in the heart, which told it had been spoken; and many a son
and daughter of the red race, looking westward, whispered:
When thus smiles the setting sun,
Lo! a Manitou race is run;
All's well ended all's well done--
Wahkontonka wills it.
Ever thus still sets the sun,
Ever thus the race is run,
Ever thus all things well done--
Wahkontonka wills it.
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