To my great grief! He is captive, and condemned to die at the rising of the sun.
I had misgivings that such would be his fate, resumed the scout, in a less confident and joyous tone.
But soon regaining his naturally firm voice, he continued: His bad fortune is the true reason of my being
here, for it would never do to abandon such a boy to the Hurons. A rare time the knaves would have
of it, could they tie The Bounding Elk and The Long Carabine, as they call me, to the same stake!
Though why they have given me such a name I never knew, there being as little likeness between the
gifts of killdeer and the performance of one of your real Canada carabynes, as there is between the
natur' of a pipe-stone and a flint.
Keep to your tale, said the impatient Heyward; we know not at what moment the Hurons may return.
No fear of them. A conjurer must have his time, like a straggling priest in the settlements. We are as
safe from interruption as a missionary would be at the beginining of a two hours' discourse. Well, Uncas
and I fell in with a return party of the varlets; the lad was much too forward for a scout; nay, for that matter,
being of hot blood, he was not so much to blame; and, after all, one of the Hurons proved a coward, and
in fleeing led him into an ambushment.
And dearly has he paid for the weakness.
The scout significantly passed his hand across his own throat, and nodded, as if he said, I comprehend
your meaning. After which he continued, in a more audible though scarcely more intelligible language:
After the loss of the boy I turned upon the Hurons, as you may judge. There have been scrimmages
atween one or two of their outlyers and myself; but that is neither here nor there. So, after I had shot the
imps, I got in pretty nigh to the lodges without further commotion. Then what should luck do in my favor
but lead me to the very spot where one of the most famous conjurers of the tribe was dressing himself,
as I well knew, for some great battle with Satan - though why should I call that luck, which it now seems
was an especial ordering of Providence. So a judgmatical rap over the head stiffened the lying imposter
for a time, and leaving him a bit of walnut for his supper, to prevent an uproar, and stringing him up
atween two saplings, I made free with his finery, and took the part of the bear on myself, in order that
the operations might proceed.
And admirably did you enact the character; the animal itself might have been shamed by the representation.
Lord, major, returned the flattered woodsman, I should be but a poor scholar for one who has studied
so long in the wilderness, did I not know how to set forth the movements of natur' of such a beast. Had
it been now a catamount, or even a full-size panther, I would have embellished a performance for you
worth regarding. But it is no such marvelous feat to exhibit the feats of so dull a beast; though, for that
matter, too, a bear may be overacted. Yes, yes; it is not every imitator that knows natur' may be outdone
easier than she is equalled. But all our work is yet before us. Where is the gentle one?
Heaven knows. I have examined every lodge in the village, without discovering the slightest trace of her
presence in the tribe.
You heard what the singer said, as he left us: She is at hand, and expects you?
I have been compelled to believe he alluded to this unhappy woman.
The simpleton was frightened, and blundered through his message; but he had a deeper meaning. Here
are walls enough to separate the hole settlement. A bear ought to climb; therefore will I take a look above
them. There may be honey-pots hid in these rocks, and I am a beast, you know, that has a hankering
for the sweets.