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His arm reaches even into the barracks of Clinton! Because to Atensi the sacrifice of these two would be grateful the maiden Lois and your Loskiel. Only the pure and guarded pleasure her. And these two are Hidden Children. One has died. The other shall not escape us. She shall die strangled by Amochol upon his own altar!"
Not one soul except myself will raise hand against you. By Tharon, I swear it! Choose! And the victor passes freely and whither he wills!" The Erie mocked him from his high perch: "Squirrels talk! Long since has your Tharon been hurled headlong into Biskoonah by Atensi and her flaming grandson!"
"I shall remember," said I in a low voice to the Sagamore, "that the Onon-hou-aroria is to be celebrated in Catharines-town on the last day of August." He nodded, then: "A Mohican Sagamore insults a dirty priest of Amochol! I do you honour by offering you battle, with knife, with hatchet, with rifle, with naked hands! Choose, spawn of Atensi still-born kitten of Iuskeha, choose!
For what was done to Loskiel and to the Praying Mole, will be done to you all on the last day of this month, when the Dream Feast is held at Catharines-town! You shall die. And others shall die not as you, but on the red altar of the Great Sachem Amochol! Strangled, disemboweled, sacrificed to clothe Atensi!"
At this awful blasphemy, the Mohican fairly blanched so that under his paint his skin grew ashy for a moment. The Grey-Feather shouted: "Lying and degraded priest! Mowawak Cannibal of a Sinako Cat! It is Atensi herself who burns with Iuskeha in Biskoonah; and the sacrilegious fires lick your altars!" The Erie laughed horribly: "Where is your fool of a stripling called Loskiel?
"Sorceress!" he retorted fiercely. "Shall I not offer to Atensi and Iuskeha two Hidden Children, that white robes may be made of their unblemished skins to clothe the Sun and Moon?" "Into the eternal wampum it is woven that the soft, white skins shall clothe their bodies till the husks fall from the silken corn." "And then, Witch of the East? Shall I not offer them when the husks are stripped?"
With what, then, shall they be clothed, O Woman of the Night Sky? Explain to my people this dream that I have dreamed." The slim, white-cowled figure answered slowly, with bowed head, brooding motionless in the shadow of her hair: "Two dogs lie yonder for Atensi and her grandson. Let them be painted with the sun and moon. So shall the dream of Amochol come true!"
Then the Erie disemboweled the strangled dogs, cast their entrails into the fire, and kicked aside the carcasses, shouting: "Atensi stands naked upon the Moon! What shall she wear to cover her?" "The soft hide of a Hidden Child!" answered a Sachem from behind the altar. "We have so dreamed it."
It was the Dream Feast, Lois, but Amochol has made of it an orgy unspeakable, where human sacrifices are offered to the Moon Witch, Atensi, and to Leshi and the Stone-Throwers, and the Little People many of which were not goblins and ghouls until Amochol so decreed them." "When is this feast to be held in Catharines-town?" "On the last day of this month.
"What do I care?" he said. "I am a Sagamore of the Enchanted Clan!" He struck the painted symbol on his chest. "What do I care for this red priest's sorcery I, who wear the great Witch Bear rearing in scarlet here across my breast! "Let the Cat People make their magic! Let Amochol sacrifice to Leshi in Biskoonah! Let their accursed Atensi watch the Mohicans from behind the moon.
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