the following:

"Manitou! Manitou! Manitou!
Thou art great, thou art good, thou art wise:
Manitou! Manitou!
Thou art just.

"In the heavens, in the clouds, O, I see
Many spots--many dark, many red:
In the heavens, O, I see
Many clouds.

"In the woods, in the air, O, I hear
The whoop, the long yell, and the cry:
In the woods, O, I hear
The loud whoop!

"Manitou! Manitou! Manitou!
Thou art weak--thou art strong; I am slow:
Manitou! Manitou!
Give me aid."

At the end of what might be called each verse he made a pause, by
raising a note louder and longer than common, that was peculiarly suited
to the sentiment just expressed. The first close was solemn, and
intended to convey the idea of veneration; the second descriptive,
bordering on the alarming; and the third was the well known and terrific
war-whoop, which burst from the lips of the young warrior, like a
combination of all the frightful sounds of battle. The last was like the
first, humble and imploring. Three times did he repeat this song, and as
often did he encircle the post in his dance.

At the close of the first turn, a grave and highly esteemed chief of
the Lenape followed his example, singing words of his own, however, to
music of a similar character. Warrior after warrior enlisted in the
dance, until all of any renown and authority were numbered in its mazes.
The spectacle now became wildly terrific; the fierce-looking and
menacing visages of the chiefs receiving additional power from the
appalling strains in which they mingled their guttural tones. Just then
Uncas struck his tomahawk deep into the post, and raised his voice in a
shout, which might be termed his own battle-cry. The act announced that
he had assumed the chief authority in the intended expedition.

It was a signal that awakened all the slumbering passions of a nation. A
hundred youths, who had hitherto been restrained by the diffidence of
their years, rushed in a frantic body on the fancied emblem of their
enemy, and severed it asunder, splinter by splinter, until nothing
remained of the trunk but its roots in the earth. During this moment of
tumult, the most ruthless deeds of war were performed on the fragments
of the tree, with as much apparent ferocity as if they were the living
victims of their cruelty. Some were scalped; some received the keen and
trembling axe; and others suffered by thrusts from the fatal knife. In
short, the manifestations o