For God smiles here.
Listen to His words: 'Come unto me all that are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.'" Over the multitude brooded an impressive, solemn silence.

Then an aged Delaware chief rose, with a mien of profound thought, and slowly paced before the circle of chiefs.

Presently he stopped, turned to the awaiting Indians, and spoke: "Netawatwees is almost persuaded to be a Christian." He resumed his seat.
Another interval of penetrating quiet ensued.

At length a venerable-looking chieftain got up: "White Eyes hears the rumbling thunder in his ears.

The smoke blows from his eyes.