The young man stepped on the bank of sno, which firmly sustained his weight, and by a gentle effort, induced his companion to follow him. Drawing her arm through his own, he lifted his cap from his head, allowing his dark locks to flow in rich curls over his open brow, and walked by her side, with an air of conscious pride, as if inviting an examination of his inmost thoughts.—Louisa took hut a furtive glance at his person, and moved quietly along, at a rate that was greatly quickened by the aid of his arm.
"You are but little acquainted with this peculiar people, Miss Grant," he said, "or you would know that revenge is a virtue with an Indian. They are taught, from infancy upward, to believe it a duty, never to allow an injury to pass unresisted; and nothing but the stronger claims of hospitality, can guard one against their resentments, where they have power to act their will."
"Surely, sir," said Miss Grant, involuntarily withdrawing her arm from his, "you have not been educated with such unholy sentiments."
"It might be a sufficient answer to your excellent father, to say that I was educated in the church," he returned; "but to you I will add, that I have been taught deep and practical lessons of forgiveness. I believe that, on this subject, I have but little cause to reproach myself; but it shall be my endeavour, that there yet be less."
While speaking, he stopped, and stood with his arm again proffered to her assistance. As he ended, she quietly accepted his offer, and they resumed their walk.
Mr. Grant and Mohegan had reached the door of the former's residence, and stood waiting near its threshold, for the arrival of their younger companions. The former was earnestly occupied, in endeavouring to correct, by his precepts,
