She approached him, and laid her small hand upon his arm--"I have heard your words, and my heart says they are good.

I have loved you ever since we were children.
When I was told that you were always by the side of Wenona, the laugh of my companions was hateful to me--the light of the sun was darkness to my eyes.

When Wenona returned to her village with her parents, I said in the presence of the Great Spirit that she should not live after you had made her your wife.

But her looks told me that there was sadness in her heart, and then I knew you could not love her.
"You promise me you will never bring another wife to your wigwam.
Deer-killer! the wife of the white man is happy, for her husband loves her alone.

The children of the second wife do not mock the woman who is no longer beloved, nor strike her children before her eyes.