"

"Huttamoiden and"--He stopped as if unwilling to pronounce the name,
and turned with a gesture of contempt from his mother.

Peena supplied the omission. "Ohquamehud," she said. "He is a brave
warrior, and the Shawnees are proud of his exploits."

"He is a dog!" exclaimed the boy, fiercely. "The blood of Obbatinuua
has leaked out of his veins, and the fire-water taken its place."

"He is the kinsman of Quadaquina, and it does not become a child to
judge harshly of any member of his tribe."

"Mother," said the boy, gravely, as if he thought it incumbent on
him to justify his conduct, "listen. The hearts of Obbatinuua and of
Huttamoiden both beat in my bosom. They tell me that the son should
remember the glory of his father. Quadaquina is very sick when he sees
Ohquamehud lying on the ground, a slave of the fire-water, with his
tongue lolling out like a dog's, and he disdains to acknowledge him as
of his blood."

Peena was not disposed to blame the boy for his disgust at
drunkenness. It was a feeling she had herself most sedulously
cultivated by every means in her power, pointing out, as occasion
offered, like the Lacedemonians, its exhibitions in its worst forms,
and contrasting the wretched drunkard falling, from degradation to
degradation, into a dishonored grave, with the sober and vigorous man.
She had succeeded in imparting to Quadaquina her own abhorrence of the
vice, and was cautious not to weaken the impression.

"Enough," said Peena; "my son will grow up into a brave and good man;
but if he despises Ohquamehud for his drunkenness, let him not forget
he is his kinsman. Hearken," she added, earnestly, and drawing the
boy nearer, while she lowered her voice; "does Quadaquina know that
Ohquamehud hates the Longbeard?"

"Quadaquina's ears and eyes are open," said the boy.

"Ohquamehud's feet will soon chase the setting sun," continued Peena,
"but before he starts the fire-water may try to make him do some
foolish thing. Quadaquina must have love enough for his kinsman to
prevent the folly."

"Not because Quadaquina loves, but because Ohquamehud is his father's
brother."

"It is well. Ohquamehud must do the Longbeard no harm, and Quadaquina
must watch them both, and, if need be, warn the Longbeard of the
danger."

The boy, proud of the trust committed to him, promised to obey his
mother and be watchful, and from that time commenced a system of
patient vigilance, of which a white child would scarcely