TheroutetakenbyHawkeyelayacrossthosesandyplains,relivedbyoccasionalvalleysandswellsofland,whichhadbeentraversedbytheirpartyonthemorningofthesameday,withthebaffledMaguafortheirguide. Thesunhadnowfallenlowtowardthedistantmountains;andastheirjourneylaythroughtheinterminableforest,theheatwasnolongeroppressive. Theirprogress,inconsequence,wasproportionate;andlongbeforethetwilightgatheredaboutthem,theyhadmadegoodmanytoilsomemilesontheirreturn. Thehunter,likethesavagewhoseplacehefilled,seemedtoselectamongtheblindsignsoftheirwildroute,withaspeciesofinstinct,seldomabatinghisspeed,andneverpausingtodeliberate. Arapidandobliqueglanceatthemossonthetrees,withanoccasionalupwardgazetowardthesettingsun,orasteadybutpassinglookatthedirectionofthenumerouswatercourses,throughwhichhewaded,weresufficienttodeterminehispath,andremovehisgreatestdifficulties. Inthemeantime,theforestbegantochangeitshues,losingthatlivelygreenwhichhadembellisheditsarches,inthegraverlightwhichistheusualprecursorofthecloseofday. Whiletheeyesofthesisterswereendeavoringtocatchglimpsesthroughthetrees,ofthefloodofgoldenglorywhichformedaglitteringhaloaroundthesun,tinginghereandtherewithrubystreaks,orborderingwithnarrowedgingsofshiningyellow,amassofcloudsthatlaypiledatnogreatdistanceabovethewesternhills,Hawkeyeturnedsuddenlyandpointingupwardtowardthegorgeousheavens,hespoke: “Yonderisthesignalgiventomantoseekhisfoodandnaturalrest,”hesaid;“betterandwiserwoulditbe,ifhecouldunderstandthesignsofnature,andtakealessonfromthefowlsoftheairandthebeastsofthefield! Ournight,however,willsoonbeover,forwiththemoonwemustbeupandmovingagain. Iremembertohavefou’ttheMaquas,hereaways,inthefirstwarinwhichIeverdrewbloodfromman;andwethrewupaworkofblocks,tokeeptheravenousvarmintsfromhandlingourscalps. Ifmymarksdonotfailme,weshallfindtheplaceafewrodsfurthertoourleft.” Withoutwaitingforanassent,or,indeed,foranyreply,thesturdyhuntermovedboldlyintoadensethicketofyoungchestnuts,shovingasidethebranchesoftheexuberantshootswhichnearlycoveredtheground,likeamanwhoexpected,ateachstep,todiscoversomeobjecthehadformerlyknown. Therecollectionofthescoutdidnotdeceivehim. Afterpenetratingthroughthebrush,mattedasitwaswithbriars,forafewhundredfeet,heenteredanopenspace,thatsurroundedalow,greenhillock,whichwascrownedbythedecayedblockhouseinquestion. Thisrudeandneglectedbuildingwasoneofthosedesertedworks,which,havingbeenthrownuponanemergency,hadbeenabandonedwiththedisappearanceofdanger,andwasnowquietlycrumblinginthesolitudeoftheforest,neglectedandnearlyforgotten,likethecircumstanceswhichhadcausedittobereared. Suchmemorialsofthepassageandstrugglesofmanareyetfrequentthroughoutthebroadbarrierofwildernesswhichonceseparatedthehostileprovinces,andformaspeciesofruinsthatareintimatelyassociatedwiththerecollectionsofcolonialhistory,andwhichareinappropriatekeepingwiththegloomycharacterofthesurroundingscenery. Theroofofbarkhadlongsincefallen,andmingledwiththesoil,butthehugelogsofpine,whichhadbeenhastilythrowntogether,stillpreservedtheirrelativepositions,thoughoneangleoftheworkhadgivenwayunderthepressure,andthreatenedaspeedydownfalltotheremainderoftherusticedifice. WhileHeywardandhiscompanionshesitatedtoapproachabuildingsodecayed,HawkeyeandtheIndiansenteredwithinthelowwalls,notonlywithoutfear,butwithobviousinterest. Whiletheformersurveyedtheruins,bothinternallyandexternally,withthecuriosityofonewhoserecollectionswererevivingateachmoment,Chingachgookrelatedtohisson,inthelanguageoftheDelawares,andwiththeprideofaconqueror,thebriefhistoryoftheskirmishwhichhadbeenfought,inhisyouth,inthatsecludedspot. Astrainofmelancholy,however,blendedwithhistriumph,renderinghisvoice,asusual,softandmusical. Inthemeantime,thesistersgladlydismounted,andpreparedtoenjoytheirhaltinthecoolnessoftheevening,andinasecuritywhichtheybelievednothingbutthebeastsoftheforestcouldinvade. “Wouldnotourresting–placehavebeenmoreretired,myworthyfriend,”demandedthemorevigilantDuncan,perceivingthatthescouthadalreadyfinishedhisshortsurvey,“hadwechosenaspotlessknown,andonemorerarelyvisitedthanthis?” “Fewlivewhoknowtheblockhousewaseverraised,”wastheslowandmusinganswer;”’tisnotoftenthatbooksaremade,andnarrativeswrittenofsuchascrimmageaswasherefou’tatweentheMohicansandtheMohawks,inawaroftheirownwaging. Iwasthenayounker,andwentoutwiththeDelawares,becauseIknow’dtheywereascandalizedandwrongedrace. Fortydaysandfortynightsdidtheimpscraveourbloodaroundthispileoflogs,whichIdesignedandpartlyreared,being,asyou’llremember,noIndianmyself,butamanwithoutacross. TheDelawareslentthemselvestothework,andwemadeitgood,tentotwenty,untilournumberswerenearlyequal,andthenwesalliedoutuponthehounds,andnotamanofthemevergotbacktotellthefateofhisparty. Yes,yes;Iwasthenyoung,andnewtothesightofblood;andnotrelishingthethoughtthatcreatureswhohadspiritslikemyselfshouldlayonthenakedground,tobetornasunderbybeasts,ortobleachintherains,Iburiedthedeadwithmyownhands,underthatverylittlehillockwhereyouhaveplacedyourselves;andnobadseatdoesitmakeneither,thoughitberaisedbythebonesofmortalmen.” Heywardandthesistersarose,ontheinstant,fromthegrassysepulcher;norcouldthetwolatter,notwithstandingtheterrificscenestheyhadsorecentlypassedthrough,entirelysuppressanemotionofnaturalhorror,whentheyfoundthemselvesinsuchfamiliarcontactwiththegraveofthedeadMohawks. Thegraylight,thegloomylittleareaofdarkgrass,surroundedbyitsborderofbrush,beyondwhichthepinesrose,inbreathingsilence,apparentlyintotheveryclouds,andthedeathlikestillnessofthevastforest,wereallinunisontodeepensuchasensation. “Theyaregone,andtheyareharmless,”continuedHawkeye,wavinghishand,withamelancholysmileattheirmanifestalarm;“they’llnevershoutthewar–whoopnorstrikeablowwiththetomahawkagain! Andofallthosewhoaidedinplacingthemwheretheylie,ChingachgookandIonlyareliving! ThebrothersandfamilyoftheMohicanformedourwarparty;andyouseebeforeyouallthatarenowleftofhisrace.” TheeyesofthelistenersinvoluntarilysoughttheformsoftheIndians,withacompassionateinterestintheirdesolatefortune. Theirdarkpersonswerestilltobeseenwithintheshadowsoftheblockhouse,thesonlisteningtotherelationofhisfatherwiththatsortofintensenesswhichwouldbecreatedbyanarrativethatredoundedsomuchtothehonorofthosewhosenameshehadlongreveredfortheircourageandsavagevirtues. “IhadthoughttheDelawaresapacificpeople,”saidDuncan,“andthattheyneverwagedwarinperson;trustingthedefenseoftheirhandstothoseveryMohawksthatyouslew!” ”’Tistrueinpart,”returnedthescout,“andyet,atthebottom,‘tisawickedlie. Suchatreatywasmadeinagesgoneby,throughthedeviltriesoftheDutchers,whowishedtodisarmthenativesthathadthebestrighttothecountry,wheretheyhadsettledthemselves. TheMohicans,thoughapartofthesamenation,havingtodealwiththeEnglish,neverenteredintothesillybargain,butkepttotheirmanhood;asintruthdidtheDelawares,whentheireyeswereopentotheirfolly. YouseebeforeyouachiefofthegreatMohicanSagamores! OncehisfamilycouldchasetheirdeerovertractsofcountrywiderthanthatwhichbelongstotheAlbanyPatteroon,withoutcrossingbrookorhillthatwasnottheirown;butwhatisleftoftheirdescendant? HemayfindhissixfeetofearthwhenGodchooses,andkeepitinpeace,perhaps,ifhehasafriendwhowilltakethepainstosinkhisheadsolowthattheplowsharescannotreachit!” “Enough!”saidHeyward,apprehensivethatthesubjectmightleadtoadiscussionthatwouldinterrupttheharmonysonecessarytothepreservationofhisfaircompanions;“wehavejourneyedfar,andfewamongusareblessedwithformslikethatofyours,whichseemstoknowneitherfatiguenorweakness.” “Thesinewsandbonesofamancarrymethroughitall,”saidthehunter,surveyinghismuscularlimbswithasimplicitythatbetrayedthehonestpleasurethecomplimentaffordedhim;“therearelargerandheaviermentobefoundinthesettlements,butyoumighttravelmanydaysinacitybeforeyoucouldmeetoneabletowalkfiftymileswithoutstoppingtotakebreath,orwhohaskeptthehoundswithinhearingduringachaseofhours. However,asfleshandbloodarenotalwaysthesame,itisquitereasonabletosupposethatthegentleonesarewillingtorest,afteralltheyhaveseenanddonethisday. Uncas,clearoutthespring,whileyourfatherandImakeacoverfortheirtenderheadsofthesechestnutshoots,andabedofgrassandleaves.” Thedialogueceased,whilethehunterandhiscompanionsbusiedthemselvesinpreparationsforthecomfortandprotectionofthosetheyguided. Aspring,whichmanylongyearsbeforehadinducedthenativestoselecttheplacefortheirtemporaryfortification,wassoonclearedofleaves,andafountainofcrystalgushedfromthebed,diffusingitswatersovertheverdanthillock. Acornerofthebuildingwasthenroofedinsuchamannerastoexcludetheheavydewoftheclimate,andpilesofsweetshrubsanddriedleaveswerelaidbeneathitforthesisterstoreposeon. Whilethediligentwoodsmenwereemployedinthismanner,CoraandAlicepartookofthatrefreshmentwhichdutyrequiredmuchmorethaninclinationpromptedthemtoaccept. Theythenretiredwithinthewalls,andfirstofferinguptheirthanksgivingsforpastmercies,andpetitioningforacontinuanceoftheDivinefavorthroughoutthecomingnight,theylaidtheirtenderformsonthefragrantcouch,andinspiteofrecollectionsandforebodings,soonsankintothoseslumberswhichnaturesoimperiouslydemanded,andwhichweresweetenedbyhopesforthemorrow. Duncanhadpreparedhimselftopassthenightinwatchfulnessnearthem,justwithouttheruin,butthescout,perceivinghisintention,pointedtowardChingachgook,ashecoollydisposedhisownpersononthegrass,andsaid: “Theeyesofawhitemanaretooheavyandtooblindforsuchawatchasthis!TheMohicanwillbeoursentinel,thereforeletussleep.” “Iprovedmyselfasluggardonmypostduringthepastnight,”saidHeyward,“andhavelessneedofreposethanyou,whodidmorecredittothecharacterofasoldier. Letallthepartyseektheirrest,then,whileIholdtheguard.” “IfwelayamongthewhitetentsoftheSixtieth,andinfrontofanenemyliketheFrench,Icouldnotaskforabetterwatchman,”returnedthescout;“butinthedarknessandamongthesignsofthewildernessyourjudgmentwouldbelikethefollyofachild,andyourvigilancethrownaway. Dothen,likeUncasandmyself,sleep,andsleepinsafety.” Heywardperceived,intruth,thattheyoungerIndianhadthrownhisformonthesideofthehillockwhiletheyweretalking,likeonewhosoughttomakethemostofthetimeallottedtorest,andthathisexamplehadbeenfollowedbyDavid,whosevoiceliterally“clovetohisjaws,”withthefeverofhiswound,heightened,asitwas,bytheirtoilsomemarch. Unwillingtoprolongauselessdiscussion,theyoungmanaffectedtocomply,bypostinghisbackagainstthelogsoftheblockhouse,inahalfrecumbentposture,thoughresolutelydetermined,inhisownmind,nottocloseaneyeuntilhehaddeliveredhispreciouschargeintothearmsofMunrohimself. Hawkeye,believinghehadprevailed,soonfellasleep,andasilenceasdeepasthesolitudeinwhichtheyhadfoundit,pervadedtheretiredspot. FormanyminutesDuncansucceededinkeepinghissensesonthealert,andalivetoeverymoaningsoundthatarosefromtheforest. Hisvisionbecamemoreacuteastheshadesofeveningsettledontheplace;andevenafterthestarswereglimmeringabovehishead,hewasabletodistinguishtherecumbentformsofhiscompanions,astheylaystretchedonthegrass,andtonotethepersonofChingachgook,whosatuprightandmotionlessasoneofthetreeswhichformedthedarkbarrieroneveryside. Hestillheardthegentlebreathingsofthesisters,wholaywithinafewfeetofhim,andnotaleafwasruffledbythepassingairofwhichhiseardidnotdetectthewhisperingsound. Atlength,however,themournfulnotesofawhip–poor–willbecameblendedwiththemoaningsofanowl;hisheavyeyesoccasionallysoughtthebrightraysofthestars,andhethenfanciedhesawthemthroughthefallenlids. Atinstantsofmomentarywakefulnesshemistookabushforhisassociatesentinel;hisheadnextsankuponhisshoulder,which,initsturn,soughtthesupportoftheground;and,finally,hiswholepersonbecamerelaxedandpliant,andtheyoungmansankintoadeepsleep,dreamingthathewasaknightofancientchivalry,holdinghismidnightvigilsbeforethetentofarecapturedprincess,whosefavorhedidnotdespairofgaining,bysuchaproofofdevotionandwatchfulness. HowlongthetiredDuncanlayinthisinsensiblestateheneverknewhimself,buthisslumberingvisionshadbeenlonglostintotalforgetfulness,whenhewasawakenedbyalighttapontheshoulder. Arousedbythissignal,slightasitwas,hespranguponhisfeetwithaconfusedrecollectionoftheself–imposeddutyhehadassumedwiththecommencementofthenight. “Whocomes?”hedemanded,feelingforhissword,attheplacewhereitwasusuallysuspended.“Speak!friendorenemy?” “Friend,”repliedthelowvoiceofChingachgook;who,pointingupwardattheluminarywhichwassheddingitsmildlightthroughtheopeninginthetrees,directlyintheirbivouac,immediatelyadded,inhisrudeEnglish:“Mooncomesandwhiteman’sfortfar––faroff;timetomove,whensleepshutsbotheyesoftheFrenchman!” “Yousaytrue!Callupyourfriends,andbridlethehorseswhileIpreparemyowncompanionsforthemarch!” “Weareawake,Duncan,”saidthesoft,silverytonesofAlicewithinthebuilding,“andreadytotravelveryfastaftersorefreshingasleep;butyouhavewatchedthroughthetediousnightinourbehalf,afterhavingenduredsomuchfatiguethelivelongday!” “Say,rather,Iwouldhavewatched,butmytreacherouseyesbetrayedme;twicehaveIprovedmyselfunfitforthetrustIbear.” “Nay,Duncan,denyitnot,”interruptedthesmilingAlice,issuingfromtheshadowsofthebuildingintothelightofthemoon,inallthelovelinessofherfreshenedbeauty;“Iknowyoutobeaheedlessone,whenselfistheobjectofyourcare,andbuttoovigilantinfavorofothers. Canwenottarryherealittlelongerwhileyoufindtherestyouneed? Cheerfully,mostcheerfully,willCoraandIkeepthevigils,whileyouandallthesebravemenendeavortosnatchalittlesleep!” “Ifshamecouldcuremeofmydrowsiness,Ishouldnevercloseaneyeagain,”saidtheuneasyyouth,gazingattheingenuouscountenanceofAlice,where,however,initssweetsolicitude,hereadnothingtoconfirmhishalf–awakenedsuspicion. “Itisbuttootrue,thatafterleadingyouintodangerbymyheedlessness,Ihavenoteventhemeritofguardingyourpillowsasshouldbecomeasoldier.” “NoonebutDuncanhimselfshouldaccuseDuncanofsuchaweakness.Go,then,andsleep;believeme,neitherofus,weakgirlsasweare,willbetrayourwatch.” Theyoungmanwasrelievedfromtheawkwardnessofmakinganyfurtherprotestationsofhisowndemerits,byanexclamationfromChingachgook,andtheattitudeofrivetedattentionassumedbyhisson. “TheMohicanshearanenemy!”whisperedHawkeye,who,bythistime,incommonwiththewholeparty,wasawakeandstirring.“Theyscentdangerinthewind!” “Godforbid!”exclaimedHeyward.“Surelywehavehadenoughofbloodshed!” Whilehespoke,however,theyoungsoldierseizedhisrifle,andadvancingtowardthefront,preparedtoatoneforhisvenialremissness,byfreelyexposinghislifeindefenseofthoseheattended. ”’Tissomecreatureoftheforestprowlingaroundusinquestoffood,”hesaid,inawhisper,assoonasthelow,andapparentlydistantsounds,whichhadstartledtheMohicans,reachedhisownears. “Hist!”returnedtheattentivescout;”’tisman;evenIcannowtellhistread,poorasmysensesarewhencomparedtoanIndian’s! ThatScamperingHuronhasfalleninwithoneofMontcalm’soutlyingparties,andtheyhavestruckuponourtrail. Ishouldn’tlike,myself,tospillmorehumanbloodinthisspot,”headded,lookingaroundwithanxietyinhisfeatures,atthedimobjectsbywhichhewassurrounded;“butwhatmustbe,must! Leadthehorsesintotheblockhouse,Uncas;and,friends,doyoufollowtothesameshelter. Poorandoldasitis,itoffersacover,andhasrungwiththecrackofarifleaforeto–night!” Hewasinstantlyobeyed,theMohicansleadingtheNarrangansettswithintheruin,whitherthewholepartyrepairedwiththemostguardedsilence. Thesoundofapproachingfootstepswerenowtoodistinctlyaudibletoleaveanydoubtsastothenatureoftheinterruption. TheyweresoonmingledwithvoicescallingtoeachotherinanIndiandialect,whichthehunter,inawhisper,affirmedtoHeywardwasthelanguageoftheHurons. Whenthepartyreachedthepointwherethehorseshadenteredthethicketwhichsurroundedtheblockhouse,theywereevidentlyatfault,havinglostthosemarkswhich,untilthatmoment,haddirectedtheirpursuit. Itwouldseembythevoicesthattwentymenweresooncollectedatthatonespot,minglingtheirdifferentopinionsandadviceinnoisyclamor. “Theknavesknowourweakness,”whisperedHawkeye,whostoodbythesideofHeyward,indeepshade,lookingthroughanopeninginthelogs,“ortheywouldn’tindulgetheiridlenessinsuchasquaw’smarch.Listentothereptiles! eachmanamongthemseemstohavetwotongues,andbutasingleleg.” Duncan,braveashewasinthecombat,couldnot,insuchamomentofpainfulsuspense,makeanyreplytothecoolandcharacteristicremarkofthescout. Heonlygraspedhisriflemorefirmly,andfastenedhiseyesuponthenarrowopening,throughwhichhegazeduponthemoonlightviewwithincreasinganxiety. Thedeepertonesofonewhospokeashavingauthoritywerenextheard,amidasilencethatdenotedtherespectwithwhichhisorders,orratheradvice,wasreceived. Afterwhich,bytherustlingofleaves,andcracklingofdriedtwigs,itwasapparentthesavageswereseparatinginpursuitofthelosttrail. Fortunatelyforthepursued,thelightofthemoon,whileitshedafloodofmildlusteruponthelittleareaaroundtheruin,wasnotsufficientlystrongtopenetratethedeeparchesoftheforest,wheretheobjectsstilllayindeceptiveshadow. Thesearchprovedfruitless;forsoshortandsuddenhadbeenthepassagefromthefaintpaththetravelershadjourneyedintothethicket,thateverytraceoftheirfootstepswaslostintheobscurityofthewoods. Itwasnotlong,however,beforetherestlesssavageswereheardbeatingthebrush,andgraduallyapproachingtheinneredgeofthatdenseborderofyoungchestnutswhichencircledthelittlearea. “Theyarecoming,”mutteredHeyward,endeavoringtothrusthisriflethroughthechinkinthelogs;“letusfireontheirapproach.” “Keepeverythingintheshade,”returnedthescout;“thesnappingofaflint,oreventhesmellofasinglekarnelofthebrimstone,wouldbringthehungryvarletsuponusinabody. ShoulditpleaseGodthatwemustgivebattleforthescalps,trusttotheexperienceofmenwhoknowthewaysofthesavages,andwhoarenotoftenbackwardwhenthewar–whoopishowled.” Duncancasthiseyesbehindhim,andsawthatthetremblingsisterswerecoweringinthefarcornerofthebuilding,whiletheMohicansstoodintheshadow,liketwouprightposts,ready,andapparentlywilling,tostrikewhentheblowshouldbeneeded. Curbinghisimpatience,heagainlookedoutuponthearea,andawaitedtheresultinsilence. Atthatinstantthethicketopened,andatallandarmedHuronadvancedafewpacesintotheopenspace. Ashegazeduponthesilentblockhouse,themoonfelluponhisswarthycountenance,andbetrayeditssurpriseandcuriosity. HemadetheexclamationwhichusuallyaccompaniestheformeremotioninanIndian,and,callinginalowvoice,soondrewacompaniontohisside. Thesechildrenofthewoodsstoodtogetherforseveralmomentspointingatthecrumblingedifice,andconversingintheunintelligiblelanguageoftheirtribe. Theythenapproached,thoughwithslowandcautioussteps,pausingeveryinstanttolookatthebuilding,likestartleddeerwhosecuriositystruggledpowerfullywiththeirawakenedapprehensionsforthemastery. Thefootofoneofthemsuddenlyrestedonthemound,andhestoppedtoexamineitsnature. Atthismoment,Heywardobservedthatthescoutloosenedhisknifeinitssheath,andloweredthemuzzleofhisrifle. Imitatingthesemovements,theyoungmanpreparedhimselfforthestrugglewhichnowseemedinevitable. Thesavagesweresonear,thattheleastmotioninoneofthehorses,orevenabreathlouderthancommon,wouldhavebetrayedthefugitives. Butindiscoveringthecharacterofthemound,theattentionoftheHuronsappeareddirectedtoadifferentobject. Theyspoketogether,andthesoundsoftheirvoiceswerelowandsolemn,asifinfluencedbyareverencethatwasdeeplyblendedwithawe. Thentheydrewwarilyback,keepingtheireyesrivetedontheruin,asiftheyexpectedtoseetheapparitionsofthedeadissuefromitssilentwalls,until,havingreachedtheboundaryofthearea,theymovedslowlyintothethicketanddisappeared. Hawkeyedroppedthebreechofhisrifletotheearth,anddrawingalong,freebreath,exclaimed,inanaudiblewhisper: “Ay!theyrespectthedead,andithasthistimesavedtheirownlives,and,itmaybe,thelivesofbettermentoo.” Heywardlenthisattentionforasinglemomenttohiscompanion,butwithoutreplying,heagainturnedtowardthosewhojusttheninterestedhimmore. HeheardthetwoHuronsleavethebushes,anditwassoonplainthatallthepursuersweregatheredaboutthem,indeepattentiontotheirreport. Afterafewminutesofearnestandsolemndialogue,altogetherdifferentfromthenoisyclamorwithwhichtheyhadfirstcollectedaboutthespot,thesoundsgrewfainterandmoredistant,andfinallywerelostinthedepthsoftheforest. HawkeyewaiteduntilasignalfromthelisteningChingachgookassuredhimthateverysoundfromtheretiringpartywascompletelyswallowedbythedistance,whenhemotionedtoHeywardtoleadforththehorses,andtoassistthesistersintotheirsaddles. Theinstantthiswasdonetheyissuedthroughthebrokengateway,andstealingoutbyadirectionoppositetotheonebywhichtheyentered,theyquittedthespot,thesisterscastingfurtiveglancesatthesilent,graveandcrumblingruin,astheyleftthesoftlightofthemoon,toburythemselvesinthegloomofthewoods.