i%.^ y^zakia, a tale, Feb. i, 



dwelling. It is only by ceasing to sec Azakia that I can 

 cease to be ungrateful to Ouabi." 



Tliese words chilled with palenefs the young savage's 

 face : Her tears flowed almost at the same instant, and fhe 

 did not endeavour to conceal them. " Ah ! ungratful Cela- 

 rio!" cried Ihe, with sobs, and prefsing his hands between 

 her oWn } " is it true, ungrateful Celario ! that thou hast 

 a mind to quit those, to whom thou art more dear than the 

 light of the bright star of the day ? What have we done to 

 thee, that thou fliouldest leave us ? Is any thing wanting to 

 thee ? Dost thou not see me continually by thy side, as 

 the slave that wants but the beck to obey ? Why wilt thou 

 have Azakia die of grief ? Thou canst not leave her, with, 

 out taking with thee her soul : It is thine as her body is 

 Ouabi's." The entrance of Ouabi stopped the answer of 

 St. Castins. Azakia still continued weeping, without re- 

 straining herself, without hiding for a moment the cause. 

 '' Friend," said fhe to the Huron, " thou still seest Cela- 

 rio ; thou seest him, and thou mayest speak to and hear 

 him; but he will soon disappear from before thine eyes j 

 he is gcnng to seek other friends." " Other friends !" 

 cried the savage, almost as much alarmed as Azakia her- 

 self; " and what, dear Celario! what induces thee to tear 

 thyself from our arms ? Hast thou.received here any injury 

 any damage ? Answer me ; thou knowest my authority in 

 these parts. I swear to thee, by the great spirit, that thou 

 fhalt be satisfied, and revenged." 



This question greatly embarrafsed St. Castins. He 

 had no reasonable subject for complaint; and the true mo- 

 tive of his resolution ought to be absolutely unknown to 

 Ouabi. There was a necefsity of pretending some trivial 

 and common reasons, which the good Ouabi found very 

 xidiculous. " Let us speak of other things," added he ; 

 *' to morrow 1 set out on an expedition ag-aiast the Iro- 



