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The girl wept excessively; the Indian's passion seemed too powerful for such an expression. "You promise," he said, "Felice; but our old men say the winds are not more changing than a woman's mind." "Others may change; I cannot, Nahatton; you know I would not leave you if I could help it." "Could help it! can your father's right control nature's law?
Oh, Felice!" he added, smiting his breast, "that which I feel for you is like the fires from the sun the hurricane from the south the tide of the ocean; I cannot resist it." "Nahatton! Nahatton! you know I will return to you." "Let me place this around your neck then," said he, detaching from his own a chain made of porcupine quills, and curiously woven. "My mother made it.
She said it was a charm, and would keep me true to my own people. I wore it in France, and I have returned to my tribe." "Not about my neck, Nahatton," said Felice, as he raised his hands to clasp the chain; "it looks too savage bind it on my arm. Why do you hesitate?" she asked, as she stood with her arm extended, and her sleeve pushed up. "It looks too savage!
Already ashamed of your mother's blood! Oh, there is poison in your veins!" and as he said this he broke the chain, threw it down, and crushed it under his foot. "Oh, Nahatton, I did not mean that; I am not ashamed of my indian blood I will make you any promise I will swear, on my knees I will swear to return to you."
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