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are sweeter than honey。 He has told the three who go with you the hour in which you are to reach Jamestown； he would have you as singing birds； telling lying tales to the Governor； with scarce the smoking of a pipe between those words of peace and the war whoop。 But if those who go with you see reason to misdoubt you； they will kill you in the forest。〃
His voice fell； and he stood in silence； straight as an arrow； against the post； the firelight playing over his dark limbs and sternly quiet face。 Outside； the night wind； rising； began to howl through the naked branches； and a louder burst of yells came to us from the roisterers in the distance。 The mat before the doorway shook； and a slim brown hand； slipped between the wood and the woven grass； beckoned to us。
〃Why did you come？〃 demanded the Indian。 〃Long ago； when there were none but dark men from the Chesapeake to the hunting grounds beneath the sunset； we were happy。 Why did you leave your own land； in the strange black ships with sails like the piled…up clouds of summer？ Was it not a good land？ Were not your forests broad and green； your fields fruitful； your rivers deep and filled with fish？ And the towns I have heard of … were they not fair？ You are brave men： had you no enemies there； and no warpaths？ It was your home： a man should love the good earth over which he hunts； upon which stands his village。 This is the red man's land。 He wishes his hunting grounds； his maize fields； and his rivers for himself； his women and children。 He has no ships in which to go to another country。 When you first came we thought you were gods； but you have not done like the great white God who； you say； loves you so。 You are wiser and stronger than we； but your strength and wisdom help us not： they press us down from men to children； they are weights upon the head and shoulders of a babe to keep him under stature。 Ill gifts have you brought us； evil have you wrought us〃 …
〃Not to you； Nantauquas！〃 I cried； stung into speech。
He turned his eyes upon me。 〃Nantauquas is the war chief of his tribe。 Opechancanough is his king； and he lies upon his bed in his lodge and says within himself： 'My war chief； the Panther； the son of Wahunsonacock； who was chief of all the Powhatans； sits now within his wigwam； sharpening flints for his arrows； making his tomahawk bright and keen； thinking of a day three suns hence； when the tribes will shake off forever the hand upon their shoulder； … the hand so heavy and white that strives always to bend them to the earth and keep them there。' Tell me； you Englishman who have led in war； another name for Nantauquas； and ask no more what evil you have done him。〃
〃I will not call you 'traitor；' Nantauquas；〃 I said； after a pause。 〃There is a difference。 You are not the first child of Powhatan who has loved and shielded the white men。〃
〃She was a woman； a child；〃 he answered。 〃Out of pity she saved your lives； not knowing that it was to the hurt of her people。 Then you were few and weak； and could not take your revenge。 Now； if you die not； you will drink deep of vengeance； … so deep that your lips may never leave the cup。 More ships will come； and more； you will grow ever stronger。 There may come a moon when the deep forests and the shining rivers know us； to whom Kiwassa gave them； no more。〃 He paused； with unmoved face； and eyes that seemed to pierce the wall and look out into unfathomable distances。 〃Go！〃 he said at last。 〃If you die not in the woods； if you see again the man whom I called my brother and teacher； tell him 。 。 。 tell him nothing！ Go！〃
〃Come with us；〃 urged Diccon gruffly。 〃We English will make a place for you among us〃 … and got no further； for I turned upon him with a stern command for silence。
〃I ask of you no such thing； Nantauquas；〃 I said。 〃Come against us； if you will。 Nobly warned； fair upon our guard； we will meet you as knightly foe should be met。〃
He stood for a minute； the quick change that had come into his face at Diccon's blundering words gone； and his features sternly impassive again； then； very slowly； he raised his arm from his side and held out his hand。 His eyes met mine in sombre inquiry； half eager； half proudly doubtful。
I went to him at once； and took his hand in mine。 No word was spoken。 Presently he withdrew his hand from my clasp； and； putting his finger to his lips； whistled low to the Indian girl。 She drew aside the hanging mats； and we passed out； Diccon and I； leaving him standing as we had found him； upright against the post； in the red firelight。
Should we ever go through the woods； pass through that gathering storm； reach Jamestown； warn them there of the death that was rushing upon them？ Should we ever leave that hated village？ Would the morning ever come？ When we reached our hut； unseen； and sat down just within the doorway to watch for the dawn； it seemed as though the stars would never pale。 Again and again the leaping Indians between us and the fire fed the tall flame； if one figure fell in the wild dancing； another took its place； the yelling never ceased； nor the beating of the drums。
It was an alarum that was sounding； and there were only two to hear； miles away beneath the mute stars English men and women lay asleep； with the hour thundering at their gates； and there was none to cry； 〃Awake！〃 When would the dawn come； when should we be gone？ I could have cried out in that agony of waiting； with the leagues on leagues to be traveled； and the time so short！ If we never reached those sleepers … I saw the dark warriors gathering； tribe on tribe； war party on war party； thick crowding shadows of death； slipping though the silent forest 。 。 。 and the clearings we had made and the houses we had built 。 。 。 the goodly Englishmen； Kent and Thorpe and Yeardley； Maddison； Wynne； Hamor； the men who had striven to win and hold this land so fatal and so fair； West and Rolfe and Jeremy Sparrow 。 。 。 the children about the doorsteps； the women 。 。 。 one woman 。 。 。
It came to an end； as all things earthly will。 The flames of the great bonfire sank lower and lower； and as they sank the gray light faltered into being； grew； and strengthened。 At last the dancers were still； the women scattered； the priests with their hideous Okee gone。 The wailing of the pipes died away； the drums ceased to beat； and the village lay in the keen wind and the pale light； inert and quiet with the stillness of exhaustion。
The pause and hush did not last。 When the ruffled pools amid the marshes were rosy beneath the sunrise； the women brought us food； and the warriors and old men gathered about us。 They sat upon mats or billets of wood； and I offered them bread and meat； and told them they must come to Jamestown to taste of the white man's cookery。
Scarcely was the meal over when Opechancanough issued from his lodge； with his picked men behind him； and； coming slowly up to us； took his seat upon the white mat that was spread for him。 For a few minutes he sat in a silence that neither we nor his people cared to break。 Only the wind sang in the brown branches； and from some forest brake came a stag's hoarse cry。 As he sat in the sunshine he glistened all over； like an Ethiop besprent with silver； for h