Myths and legends of the New York state Iroquois . ar him away. Tonight, she whispered, when the owl cries the midnight and the bittern screams sad bythe lake shore, listen. Wan-nut-ha will be near. At midnight she cautiously neared the lodge. The guard wasasleep, though thonged to the captive! A stir might awake her heart throbbed, and the life of Hon-do-sa seemed as herown, but she faltered not. The guard slept as she loosened thethongs and silently they fled through the tangled marshes, handclasped in hand, down to the lake where rocked her canoe. Had the horrors of the fifty yea
Myths and legends of the New York state Iroquois . ar him away. Tonight, she whispered, when the owl cries the midnight and the bittern screams sad bythe lake shore, listen. Wan-nut-ha will be near. At midnight she cautiously neared the lodge. The guard wasasleep, though thonged to the captive! A stir might awake her heart throbbed, and the life of Hon-do-sa seemed as herown, but she faltered not. The guard slept as she loosened thethongs and silently they fled through the tangled marshes, handclasped in hand, down to the lake where rocked her canoe. Had the horrors of the fifty years strife paled Wan-nut-has blood 126 NEW YORK STATE MUSEUM to compassion ? Was it but pity that had stirred a new thrillin her heart? All! love attires itself in various ways to enter eachheart! : Ga-nun-do-wa mountain is not far, she said, as she paddledher cano2 swift through the waters; but as the canoe touched theshore the faint cries^of their pursuers came, borne on the breeze ofthe dawn. Haste, Hon-do -sa! she exclaimed, as she pointed the. Ta-ha-mont, an Algonquin chief way of his flight. Now you are free! Farewell. Flee to yourpeople! I will remain, Wan-nut-ha, who, by the hand of her father,the sachem, will die for you! f^eaping to the shore, Hon-do-sa, the warrior, Hngered. All thesuns he had known AA^an-nut-ha passed before hmi. Life fromWan-nut-ha would not be freedom for Hon-do-sa, he after dawn, when thonged and alone in his prison lodge,Wan-nut-ha brought the sun to Hon-do-sa; and now she bids him IROQUOIS MYTHS AND LEGENDS I27 flee from her forever. Like a brave warrior he should have waitedhis fate. Now the sun turns away, and a black cloud covers its but gloom and the shadows come now to me. The foes ofHon-do-sa fast follow, mad in their hate; the arrows will soon hisshis doom. Oh-ne, (farewell) Wan-nut-ha! Wan-nut-ha opened anew light to Hon-do-sa. Now it is black and forsaken. Return toher people, and forget the Algonquin. He wil
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