this moment Joe and Sneak appeared at the door.
"There's a covered flat-boat just landed down at the ferry," said Joe.
"It is from the island above," said Roughgrove, "and the one I have
had constructed for our voyage down the river."
"Are we going, sure enough?" asked Joe.
"Yes; to-morrow," said Glenn.
"Dod--are you _all_ going off?" asked Sneak, rolling round his large
eyes, and stretching out his neck to an unusual length.
"All but me, Sneak," said Boone.
"And you won't be any company for me. Dod--I've a notion to go too! If
I could foller any thing to make a living in Fillydelfa--"
"If you go with us, you shall never want--I will see that you are
provided for," said Glenn.
"It's a bargain!" said Sneak, with the eager emphasis characteristic
of the trading Yankee.
"But poor Pete--the horses!" said Joe.
"There are stalls in the boat for them," said Roughgrove.
"Huzza! I'm glad. Huzza!" cried Joe.
* * * * *
The next morning beamed upon them in beauty--and in sadness. The sun
rose in majesty, and poured his brilliant and inspiring rays on peak
and valley and plain. But the hearts of the peaceful wanderers
throbbed in sorrow as they gazed for the last time on the scene before
them. Though it had been identified with the many perilous and painful
encounters with savages, yet the quivering green leaves above, the
sparkling brook below, and the soft melody of happy birds around, were
intimately associated with some of the most blissful moments of their
lives.
La-u-na retired to a lonely spot, and poured forth a farewell song to
the whispering spirits of her fathers. Long her steadfast gaze was
fixed on the blue sky, as if communing with the departed kings from
whom she descended. At length her tears vanished like a shower in the
sunshine, and a bright smile rested upon her features, as if her
prayer had been heard and all she asked were granted! Prophetic
vision! While the race from which she separated is doomed to
extinction in the forest, the blood she mingled with the Anglo-Saxon
race may yet be destined to sway the councils of a mighty empire.
William mused in silence, guarding at a distance the bride of his
heart, and not venturing to intrude upon her devotions. The past was
like a dream to him--the present a bright vision--the future a
paradise!
Glenn and Mary were seated together, regarding with impatience the
brief preparations to embark. Boone, Roughgr
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