have long stood as foes, hunter and 

 hunted, but now that is changed 

 and we stand face to face, fellow- 

 creatures looking in each other's 

 eyes, not knowing each other's 

 speech but knowing motives and 

 feelings. Now I understand you as 

 I never did before; surely you at 

 least in part understand me* For 

 your life is at last in my power, yet 

 you have no fear* I knew of a deer 

 once, that, run down by the hounds, 

 sought safety with the hunter, and 

 he saved it and you also I have 

 run down and you boldly seek safety 

 with me. Yes ! you are as wise as 

 you are beautiful, for I will never 

 harm a hair of you. We are brothers, 

 oh, bounding Blacktail ! only I am 

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