CHAPTER XXVI.


"Bot.Let me play the lion too."
Midsummer Night's Dream


Notwithstanding the high resolution of Hawkeye he fully comprehended all the
difficulties and danger he was about to incur. In his return to the camp, his
acute and practised intellects were intently engaged in devising means to
counteract a watchfulness and suspicion on the part of his enemies, that he
knew were, in no degree, inferior to his own. Nothing but the color of his skin
had saved the lives of Magua and the conjurer, who would have been the first
victims sacrificed to his own security, had not the scout believed such an act,
however congenial it might be to the nature of an Indian, utterly unworthy of
one who boasted a descent from men that knew no cross of blood. Accordingly, he
trusted to the withes and ligaments with which he had bound his captives, and
pursued his way directly toward the center of the lodges. As he approached the
buildings, his steps become more deliberate, and his vigilant eye suffered no
sign, whether friendly or hostile, to escape him. A neglected hut was a little
in advance of the others, and appeared as if it had been deserted when half
completedmost probably on account of failing in some of the more
important requisites; such as wood or water. A faint light glimmered through
its cracks, however, and announced that, notwithstanding its imperfect
structure, it was not without a tenant. Thither, then, the scout proceeded,
like a prudent general, who was about to feel the advanced positions of his
enemy, before he hazarded the main attack.

Throwing himself into a suitable posture for the beast he represented, Hawkeye
crawled to a little opening, where he might command a view of the interior. It
proved to be the abiding place of David Gamut. Hither the faithful
singing-master had now brought himself, together with all his sorrows, his
apprehensions, and his meek dependence on the protection of Providence. At the
precise moment when his ungainly person came under the observation of the
scout, in the manner just mentioned, the woodsman himself, though in his
assumed character, was the subject of the solitary being's profounded
reflections.

However implicit the faith of David was in the performance of ancient miracles,
he eschewed the belief of any direct supernatural agency in the management of
modern morality. In other words, while he had implicit faith in the ability of
Balaam's ass to speak, he was somewhat skeptical on the subject of a
bear's singing; and yet he had been assured of the latter, on the
testimony of his own exquisite organs. There was something in his air and
manner that betrayed to the scout the utter confusion of the state of his mind.
He was seated on a pile of brush, a few twigs from which occasionally fed his
low fire, with his head leaning on his arm, in a posture of melancholy musing.
The costume of the votary of music had undergone no other alteration from that
so lately described, except that he had covered his bald head with the
triangular beaver, which had not proved sufficiently alluring to excite the
cupidity of any of his captors.

The ingenious Hawkeye, who recalled the hasty manner in which the other had
abandoned his post at the bedside of the sick woman, was not without his
suspicions concerning the subject of so much solemn deliberation. First making
the circuit of the hut, and ascertaining that it stood quite alone, and that
the character of its inmate was likely to protect it from visitors, he ventured
through its low door, into the very presence of Gamut. The position of the
latter brought the fire between them; and when Hawkeye had seated himself on
end, near a minute elapsed, during which the two remained regarding each other
without speaking. The suddenness and the nature of the surprise had nearly
proved too much forwe will not say the philosophybut for the
pitch and resolution of David. He fumbled for his pitch-pipe, and arose with a
confused intention of attempting a musical exorcism.

"Dark and mysterious monster!" he exclaimed, while with trembling
hands he disposed of his auxiliary eyes, and sought his never-failing resource
in trouble, the gifted version of the psalms; "I know not your nature nor
intents; but if aught you meditate against the person and rights of one of the
humblest servants of the temple, listen to the inspired language of the youth
of Israel, and repent."

The bear shook his shaggy sides, and then a well-known voice replied:

"Put up the tooting we'pon, and teach your throat modesty. Five
words of plain and comprehendible English are worth just now an hour of
squalling."

"What art thou?" demanded David, utterly disqualified to pursue his
original intention, and nearly gasping for breath.

"A man like yourself; and one whose blood is as little tainted by the
cross of a bear, or an Indian, as your own. Have you so soon forgotten from
whom you received the foolish instrument you hold in your hand?"

"Can these things be?" returned David, breathing more freely, as
the truth began to dawn upon him. "I have found many marvels during my
sojourn with the heathen, but surely nothing to excel this."

"Come, come," returned Hawkeye, uncasing his honest countenance,
the better to assure the wavering confidence of his companion; "you may
see a skin, which, if it be not as white as one of the gentle ones, has no
tinge of red to it that the winds of the heaven and the sun have not bestowed.
Now let us to business."

"First tell me of the maiden, and of the youth who so bravely sought
her," interrupted David.

"Ay, they are happily freed from the tomahawks of these varlets. But can
you put me on the scent of Uncas?"

"The young man is in bondage, and much I fear his death is decreed. I
greatly mourn that one so well disposed should die in his ignorance, and I have
sought a goodly hymn"

"Can you lead me to him?"

"The task will not be difficult," returned David, hesitating;
"though I greatly fear your presence would rather increase than mitigate
his unhappy fortunes."

"No more words, but lead on," returned Hawkeye, concealing his face
again, and setting the example in his own person, by instantly quitting the
lodge.

As they proceeded, the scout ascertained that his companion found access to
Uncas, under privilege of his imaginary infirmity, aided by the favor he had
acquired with one of the guards, who, in consequence of speaking a little
English, had been selected by David as the subject of a religious conversion.
How far the Huron comprehended the intentions of his new friend may well be
doubted; but as exclusive attention is as flattering to a savage as to a more
civilized individual, it had produced the effect we have mentioned. It is
unnecessary to repeat the shrewd manner with which the scout extracted these
particulars from the simple David; neither shall we dwell in this place on the
nature of the instruction he delivered, when completely master of all the
necessary facts; as the whole will be sufficiently explained to the reader in
the course of the narrative.

The lodge in which Uncas was confined was in the very center of the village,
and in a situation, perhaps, more difficult than any other to approach, or
leave, without observation. But it was not the policy of Hawkeye to affect the
least concealment. Presuming on his disguise, and his ability to sustain the
character he had assumed, he took the most plain and direct route to the place.
The hour, however, afforded him some little of that protection which he
appeared so much to despise. The boys were already buried in sleep, and all the
women, and most of the warriors, had retired to their lodges for the night.
Four or five of the latter only lingered about the door of the prison of Uncas,
wary but close observers of the manner of their captive.

At the sight of Gamut, accompanied by one in the well-known masquerade of their
most distinguished conjurer, they readily made way for them both. Still they
betrayed no intention to depart. On the other hand, they were evidently
disposed to remain bound to the place by an additional interest in the
mysterious mummeries that they of course expected from such a visit.

From the total inability of the scout to address the Hurons in their own
language, he was compelled to trust the conversation entirely to David.
Notwithstanding the simplicity of the latter, he did ample justice to the
instructions he had received, more than fulfilling the strongest hopes of his
teacher.

"The Delawares are women!" he exclaimed, addressing himself to the
savage who had a slight understanding of the language in which he spoke;
"the Yengeese, my foolish countrymen, have told them to take up the
tomahawk, and strike their fathers in the Canadas, and they have forgotten
their sex. Does my brother wish to hear 'Le Cerf Agile' ask for his
petticoats, and see him weep before the Hurons, at the stake?"

The exclamation "Hugh!" delivered in a strong tone of assent,
announced the gratification the savage would receive in witnessing such an
exhibition of weakness in an enemy so long hated and so much feared.

"Then let him step aside, and the cunning man will blow upon the dog.
Tell it to my brothers."

The Huron explained the meaning of David to his fellows, who, in their turn,
listened to the project with that sort of satisfaction that their untamed
spirits might be expected to find in such a refinement in cruelty. They drew
back a little from the entrance and motioned to the supposed conjurer to enter.
But the bear, instead of obeying, maintained the seat it had taken, and
growled:

"The cunning man is afraid that his breath will blow upon his brothers,
and take away their courage too," continued David, improving the hint he
received; "they must stand further off."

The Hurons, who would have deemed such a misfortune the heaviest calamity that
could befall them, fell back in a body, taking a position where they were out
of earshot, though at the same time they could command a view of the entrance
to the lodge. Then, as if satisfied of their safety, the scout left his
position, and slowly entered the place. It was silent and gloomy, being
tenanted solely by the captive, and lighted by the dying embers of a fire,
which had been used for the purposed of cookery.

Uncas occupied a distant corner, in a reclining attitude, being rigidly bound,
both hands and feet, by strong and painful withes. When the frightful object
first presented itself to the young Mohican, he did not deign to bestow a
single glance on the animal. The scout, who had left David at the door, to
ascertain they were not observed, thought it prudent to preserve his disguise
until assured of their privacy. Instead of speaking, therefore, he exerted
himself to enact one of the antics of the animal he represented. The young
Mohican, who at first believed his enemies had sent in a real beast to torment
him, and try his nerves, detected in those performances that to Heyward had
appeared so accurate, certain blemishes, that at once betrayed the counterfeit.
Had Hawkeye been aware of the low estimation in which the skillful Uncas held
his representations, he would probably have prolonged the entertainment a
little in pique. But the scornful expression of the young man's eye
admitted of so many constructions, that the worthy scout was spared the
mortification of such a discovery. As soon, therefore, as David gave the
preconcerted signal, a low hissing sound was heard in the lodge in place of the
fierce growlings of the bear.

[Illustration]
His keen eye rested on the shaggy monster.


Uncas had cast his body back against the wall of the hut and closed his eyes,
as if willing to exclude so contemptible and disagreeable an object from his
sight. But the moment the noise of the serpent was heard, he arose, and cast
his looks on each side of him, bending his head low, and turning it inquiringly
in every direction, until his keen eye rested on the shaggy monster, where it
remained riveted, as though fixed by the power of a charm. Again the same
sounds were repeated, evidently proceeding from the mouth of the beast. Once
more the eyes of the youth roamed over the interior of the lodge, and returning
to the former resting place, he uttered, in a deep, suppressed voice:

"Hawkeye!"

"Cut his bands," said Hawkeye to David, who just then approached
them.

The singer did as he was ordered, and Uncas found his limbs released. At the
same moment the dried skin of the animal rattled, and presently the scout arose
to his feet, in proper person. The Mohican appeared to comprehend the nature of
the attempt his friend had made, intuitively, neither tongue nor feature
betraying another symptom of surprise. When Hawkeye had cast his shaggy
vestment, which was done by simply loosing certain thongs of skin, he drew a
long, glittering knife, and put it in the hands of Uncas.

"The red Hurons are without," he said; "let us be
ready." At the same time he laid his finger significantly on another
similar weapon, both being the fruits of his prowess among their enemies during
the evening.

"We will go," said Uncas.

"Whither?"

"To the Tortoises; they are the children of my grandfathers."

"Ay, lad," said the scout in Englisha language he was apt to
use when a little abstracted in mind; "the same blood runs in your veins,
I believe; but time and distance has a little changed its color. What shall we
do with the Mingoes at the door? They count six, and this singer is as good as
nothing."

"The Hurons are boasters," said Uncas, scornfully; "their
'totem' is a moose, and they run like snails. The Delawares are
children of the tortoise, and they outstrip the deer."

"Ay, lad, there is truth in what you say; and I doubt not, on a rush, you
would pass the whole nation; and, in a straight race of two miles, would be in,
and get your breath again, afore a knave of them all was within hearing of the
other village. But the gift of a white man lies more in his arms than in his
legs. As for myself, I can brain a Huron as well as a better man; but when it
comes to a race the knaves would prove too much for me."

Uncas, who had already approached the door, in readiness to lead the way, now
recoiled, and placed himself, once more, in the bottom of the lodge. But
Hawkeye, who was too much occupied with his own thoughts to note the movement,
continued speaking more to himself than to his companion.

"After all," he said, "it is unreasonable to keep one man in
bondage to the gifts of another. So, Uncas, you had better take the lead, while
I will put on the skin again, and trust to cunning for want of speed."

The young Mohican made no reply, but quietly folded his arms, and leaned his
body against one of the upright posts that supported the wall of the hut.

"Well," said the scout looking up at him, "why do you tarry?
There will be time enough for me, as the knaves will give chase to you at
first."

"Uncas will stay," was the calm reply.

"For what?"

"To fight with his father's brother, and die with the friend of the
Delawares."

"Ay, lad," returned Hawkeye, squeezing the hand of Uncas between
his own iron fingers; "'twould have been more like a Mingo than a
Mohican had you left me. But I thought I would make the offer, seeing that
youth commonly loves life. Well, what can't be done by main courage, in
war, must be done by circumvention. Put on the skin; I doubt not you can play
the bear nearly as well as myself."

Whatever might have been the private opinion of Uncas of their respective
abilities in this particular, his grave countenance manifested no opinion of
his superiority. He silently and expeditiously encased himself in the covering
of the beast, and then awaited such other movements as his more aged companion
saw fit to dictate.

"Now, friend," said Hawkeye, addressing David, "an exchange
of garments will be a great convenience to you, inasmuch as you are but little
accustomed to the make-shifts of the wilderness. Here, take my hunting shirt
and cap, and give me your blanket and hat. You must trust me with the book and
spectacles, as well as the tooter, too; if we ever meet again, in better times,
you shall have all back again, with many thanks into the bargain."

David parted with the several articles named with a readiness that would have
done great credit to his liberality, had he not certainly profited, in many
particulars, by the exchange. Hawkeye was not long in assuming his borrowed
garments; and when his restless eyes were hid behind the glasses, and his head
was surmounted by the triangular beaver, as their statures were not dissimilar,
he might readily have passed for the singer, by starlight. As soon as these
dispositions were made, the scout turned to David, and gave him his parting
instructions.

"Are you much given to cowardice?" he bluntly asked, by way of
obtaining a suitable understanding of the whole case before he ventured a
prescription.

"My pursuits are peaceful, and my temper, I humbly trust, is greatly
given to mercy and love," returned David, a little nettled at so direct
an attack on his manhood; "but there are none who can say that I have
ever forgotten my faith in the Lord, even in the greatest straits."

"Your chiefest danger will be at the moment when the savages find out
that they have been deceived. If you are not then knocked on the head, your
being a non-composser will protect you; and you'll then have a good
reason to expect to die in your bed. If you stay, it must be to sit down here
in the shadow, and take the part of Uncas, until such times as the cunning of
the Indians discover the cheat, when, as I have already said, your times of
trial will come. So choose for yourselfto make a rush or tarry
here."

"Even so," said David, firmly; "I will abide in the place of
the Delaware. Bravely and generously has he battled in my behalf, and this, and
more, will I dare in his service."

"You have spoken as a man, and like one who, under wiser schooling, would
have been brought to better things. Hold your head down, and draw in your legs;
their formation might tell the truth too early. Keep silent as long as may be;
and it would be wise, when you do speak, to break out suddenly in one of your
shoutings, which will serve to remind the Indians that you are not altogether
as responsible as men should be. If however, they take your scalp, as I trust
and believe they will not, depend on it, Uncas and I will not forget the deed,
but revenge it as becomes true warriors and trusty friends."

"Hold!" said David, perceiving that with this assurance they were
about to leave him; "I am an unworthy and humble follower of one who
taught not the damnable principle of revenge. Should I fall, therefore, seek no
victims to my manes, but rather forgive my destroyers; and if you remember them
at all, let it be in prayers for the enlightening of their minds, and for their
eternal welfare."

The scout hesitated, and appeared to muse.

"There is a principle in that," he said, "different from the
law of the woods; and yet it is fair and noble to reflect upon." Then
heaving a heavy sigh, probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a
condition he had so long abandoned, he added: "it is what I would wish to
practise myself, as one without a cross of blood, though it is not always easy
to deal with an Indian as you would with a fellow Christian. God bless you,
friend; I do believe your scent is not greatly wrong, when the matter is duly
considered, and keeping eternity before the eyes, though much depends on the
natural gifts, and the force of temptation."

So saying, the scout returned and shook David cordially by the hand; after
which act of friendship he immediately left the lodge, attended by the new
representative of the beast.

The instant Hawkeye found himself under the observation of the Hurons, he drew
up his tall form in the rigid manner of David, threw out his arm in the act of
keeping time, and commenced what he intended for an imitation of his psalmody.
Happily for the success of this delicate adventure, he had to deal with ears
but little practised in the concord of sweet sounds, or the miserable effort
would infallibly have been detected. It was necessary to pass within a
dangerous proximity of the dark group of the savages, and the voice of the
scout grew louder as they drew nigher. When at the nearest point the Huron who
spoke the English thrust out an arm, and stopped the supposed singing-master.

"The Delaware dog!" he said, leaning forward, and peering through
the dim light to catch the expression of the other's features; "is
he afraid? Will the Hurons hear his groans?"

A growl, so exceedingly fierce and natural, proceeded from the beast, that the
young Indian released his hold and started aside, as if to assure himself that
it was not a veritable bear, and no counterfeit, that was rolling before him.
Hawkeye, who feared his voice would betray him to his subtle enemies, gladly
profited by the interruption, to break out anew in such a burst of musical
expression as would, probably, in a more refined state of society have been
termed "a grand crash." Among his actual auditors, however, it
merely gave him an additional claim to that respect which they never withhold
from such as are believed to be the subjects of mental alienation. The little
knot of Indians drew back in a body, and suffered, as they thought, the
conjurer and his inspired assistant to proceed.

It required no common exercise of fortitude in Uncas and the scout to continue
the dignified and deliberate pace they had assumed in passing the lodge;
especially as they immediately perceived that curiosity had so far mastered
fear, as to induce the watchers to approach the hut, in order to witness the
effect of the incantations. The least injudicious or impatient movement on the
part of David might betray them, and time was absolutely necessary to insure
the safety of the scout. The loud noise the latter conceived it politic to
continue, drew many curious gazers to the doors of the different huts as thy
passed; and once or twice a dark-looking warrior stepped across their path, led
to the act by superstition and watchfulness. They were not, however,
interrupted, the darkness of the hour, and the boldness of the attempt, proving
their principal friends.

The adventurers had got clear of the village, and were now swiftly approaching
the shelter of the woods, when a loud and long cry arose from the lodge where
Uncas had been confined. The Mohican started on his feet, and shook his shaggy
covering, as though the animal he counterfeited was about to make some
desperate effort.

"Hold!" said the scout, grasping his friend by the shoulder,
"let them yell again! 'Twas nothing but wonderment."

He had no occasion to delay, for at the next instant a burst of cries filled
the outer air, and ran along the whole extent of the village. Uncas cast his
skin, and stepped forth in his own beautiful proportions. Hawkeye tapped him
lightly on the shoulder, and glided ahead.

"Now let the devils strike our scent!" said the scout, tearing two
rifles, with all their attendant accouterments, from beneath a bush, and
flourishing "killdeer" as he handed Uncas his weapon; "two,
at least, will find it to their deaths."

Then, throwing their pieces to a low trail, like sportsmen in readiness for
their game, they dashed forward, and were soon buried in the somber darkness of
the forest.