Birch bark legends of Niagara, founded on traditions among the Iroquois; . Oak will soon fall, but infalling must crush his enemies. Thy father will followthee on the beautiful trail when the Manitou nextlights the way, turning, as he finished, his backtowards the river, while the Fawn placed herself withmechanical helplessness in the boat. Instantly theunnoticed, but faithful wolf, sprung after her. Armswere stretched to pull him out, but the sachems voicecaused them to fall by the sides of the ofificious formsto which they belonged. The Manitou calls whom he hath use for. If hesent my child
Birch bark legends of Niagara, founded on traditions among the Iroquois; . Oak will soon fall, but infalling must crush his enemies. Thy father will followthee on the beautiful trail when the Manitou nextlights the way, turning, as he finished, his backtowards the river, while the Fawn placed herself withmechanical helplessness in the boat. Instantly theunnoticed, but faithful wolf, sprung after her. Armswere stretched to pull him out, but the sachems voicecaused them to fall by the sides of the ofificious formsto which they belonged. The Manitou calls whom he hath use for. If hesent my child through the artfulness of that youngchief to the brow of the big hill, he hath also calledthe wolf, because he hath need of him ; let him go. Ihave said. The little bark, held firmly by strong ropes inside bark of the elm, and fastened to bothj ends of the boat and to the side next to the shore, the other ends of the rope held by the weeping maidenswho followed the river path, slowly towing the littlebark to a point near the brink of the cataract, on the. BIRCH BARK LEGENDS OF NIAGARA. 51 east border of the river, where a platform of flat rockswhose uneven portions appear here and there abovethe surface of the water, form a solid foundationto its unsandy shore. There tossing the ropes fromthem, the light canoe drawn by the powerful currentwould dance only a moment on the bounding waves,ere it launched into the misty region surrounding themystical path, where transition is hid from mortal drawn by the reluctant girls, the Fawn com-menced her death song, a simple address to the Mani-tou, while her thoughts evidently clung to her earthlyfriends. Thou hath called, Great Manitou, from thy forest on high, I come, Ill follow thy ampum-dyed path through the sky; Thy gifts hath been poured on the chieftains and braves, They send Thee their child on the dark boiling waves; Soon in the Beautiful Path she will be, Loaded with tears so precious for Thee; The grief
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