pihmtonheu

Updated: May 16, 2025

Here in front of the eastern cabin he had sat beside the wily Tsiskwa of Citico, who might hardly make feeble shift to sway a reed, and yet with sharp sarcasms had stabbed him again and again to the very heart. "Pihmtonheu! Oh, pihmtonheu!" But for his rage, perhaps, but for his smarting wounds, Tscholens might have labored with some deterrent sense of sacrilege. But no!

Mary Noailles Murfree - The Frontiersmen