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THE INDIAN'S REVENGE.
Enonio.My father speaks my name.
Herrmann. Are not the hunters from the chase returned?
The night-fires lit? Why is my son abroad?
Enonio. The warrior's arrow knows of nobler prey
Than elk or deer. Now let my father leave
The lone path free.
Herrmann.The forest way is long
From the red chieftain's home. Rest thee awhile
Beneath my sycamore, and we will speak
Of these things further.
Enonio.Tell me not of rest!
My heart is sleepless, and the dark night swift.—
I must begone.
Herrmann, (solemnly.) No, warrior, thou must stay!
The Mighty One hath given me power to search
Thy soul with piercing words—and thou must stay,
And hear me, and give answer! If thy heart
Be grown thus restless, is it not because
