Manitto! Manitto! Manitto!
Thou art great—thou art good—thou art wise—
Manitto! Manitto!
Thou art just!
In the heavens, in the clouds, Oh! I see!
Many spots—many dark—many red—
In the heavens, Oh! I see!
Many clouds.
In the woods, in the air, Oh! I hear!
The whoop, the long yell, and the cry—
In the woods, Oh! I hear
The loud whoop!
Manitto! Manitto! Manitto!
I am weak—thou art strong—I am slow—
Manitto! Manitto!
Give me aid.
At the end of what might be called each verse, he made a pause, by raising a note louder and longer than common, that was peculiarly suited to the sentiment just expressed. The first close was solemn, and intended to convey the idea of veneration; the second descriptive, bordering on the alarming; and the third was the well-known and terrific war-whoop, which burst from the lips of the young warrior, like a com-
