deeply affected, and his voice, tremulous with age and emotion, was musical and powerful a splendid remnant of that

still

whose power and beauty, in the fullness and vigor of manhood, had soothed or excited the passions of assembled savages, and

moulded them to suit the purposes of the speaker.

"

" to the words of

I am your father. an old oak, that has withstood the storms of more than an hundred winters. Leaves and branches have been stripped from

me

Hearken," said he,

by the winds and frosts my eyes are dim my limbs I must soon fall But when young and sturdy, when

totter

!

no young man of the Pennacooks could bend my bow when a arrows would deer at an hundred and could pierce my yards, no weekwam had so bury my hatchet in a sapling to the eye

many furs, no poll so many scalp-locks as Passaconaway's Then, I delighted in war. The whoop of the Pennacook was !

heard upon the Mohawk

^and no voice so loud as Passacona

The scalps upon the pole of my weekwam told the way's. of Mohawk suffering. story " The I sat me down English came, they seized our lands ;

at

Pennacook.

They

followed upon

my footsteps

;

made

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war upon them, but they fought with fire and thunder my young men were swept down before me when no one was near them. I tried sorcery against them, but still they increased and me and mine, and I gave place to them, and over prevailed ;