master's? God bless ye, children! 'twas a kind thought, and kindness goes to the heart as life shortens."
Elizabeth turned her back to the speakers, but the pure cambric, that, contrasted to her dark eyes, attested the feelings of the youthful bride. Effingharn made a fruitless effort to speak before he succeeded in saying—
"It is there cut in plain marble; but it should have been written in letters of gold!"
"Show me the name, boy," said Natty, with simple eagerness; "let me see my own name placed in such honour. 'Tis a gin'rous gift to a man who leaves none of his name and family behind him in a country, where he has tarried so long."
Effingham guided his finger to the spot, and Natty followed the windings of the letters to the end, with deep interest, when he raised himself from the tomb, and said—
"I suppose it's all right, and it's kindly thought, and kindly done! But what have ye put over the Red-skin?"
"You shall hear"—
"This stone is raised to the memory of an Indian Chief, of the Delaware tribe, who was known by the several names of John Mohegan; Mohican"—
"Mo-hee-can, lad; they call theirselves! 'hee-can."
"Mohican; and Chingagook"—
"'Gach, boy; 'gach-gook; Chingachgook; which, intarpreted, means Big-sarpent. The name should be set down right, for an Indian's name has always some meaning in it."
"I will see it altered," said Edwards. "He was the last of his people who continued to inhabit
