He will be valiant and merciful, but he longs to emulate the deeds of Oonomoo--his father." "I will teach him to emulate what Oonomoo will do, not what he has done." "He counts the scalps that hang in our lodge, and wonders why they do not increase.

He gazes long and often upon those which you tore years ago from the heads of the two chiefs, and I know he burns to gain a trophy for himself." "Has Fluellina the choicest food these forests can afford ?" "The eye of Niniotan is sure, and his mother never wants." "He must not wander from the island, else his young arm may be overpowered by the Shawnees or Miamis.

They would know he was the son of Oonomoo, and through the son murder the father and mother." "Fluellina loves but three--Oonomoo, Niniotan, and," she added, reverentially raising her eyes to heaven, "the Great Spirit who is so kind to her." "And Oonomoo loves him," added the Huron, in his deep, bass voice.

"In the hunting-grounds beyond the sun, he and Fluellina and Niniotan will again live together on some green island in the forest, where the buffalo and deer wander in bands of thousands." "And where Delaware, Mingo, Chippewa, Miami, Ottawa, Pottawatomie, Shawnee, Huron, and the white man shall be brothers, and war against each other no more." The Huron made no reply, for the words of his wife had awakened a train of reflection to which he had been a stranger.

The thought that all the Indians, every tribe that had lived since the foundation of the world--those who were now the most implacable enemies to each other, the French, English and Americans--the thought of these living together in the Spirit Land in perfect brotherhood and good-will, was too startling for him to accept until Fluellina again spoke: "It is only the _good_ Delaware, Mingo, Chippewa, Miami, Ottawa, Pottawatomie, Shawnee, Huron, and white man that shall live there." It was all plain now to the simple-minded Indian, and he understood and believed.