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" Miko," continued the maiden, " the father who 

 gave me life is found. Eosa must hasten to him 

 who for fourteen years has wept and sought her." 



" Tokeah gave Eosa her life ; he saved her from 

 the tomahawk of Milimach ; he paid with skins for 

 the milk she drank." 



" But Eosa has another father who is nearer to her, 

 whom the Great Spirit bestowed upon her ; to him 

 must she go. I must leave you, Miko," said she, 

 with increased firmness of manner. 



Upon the countenance of the Indian all the bad 

 passions of his nature were legible. The scales had 

 at last fallen from his eyes ; but even now his cold 

 and terrible calmness did not desert him, although 

 the violence of the storm raging within showed itself 

 in the play of his features and the variation of his 

 complexion. 



" Miko," said the squire, who foresaw an approach- 

 ing outburst of fury " Miko, you heard the words 

 of the great warrior of the pale-faces 1 " 



The Indian took no notice of the caution ; his 

 whole frame was agitated by a feverish trembling ; 

 his hand sought his scalping-knife ; and he cast so 

 terrible a look at Eosa, that the horror-struck squire 

 sprang to her side. To Major Copeland's astonish- 

 ment, the young girl had regained all her courage, 

 and there was even a certain dignity in her manner. 



"Miko," said she, extending her arms, "I must 

 leave you." 



