Chapter 17

"There, ye wise saints, behold your light, your star,

Ye would be dupes and victims and ye are.

Is it enough? or, must I, while a thrill

Lives in your sapient bosoms, cheat you still?"

Thomas Moore, Lalla Rookh, "The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan"

The fire, the canoe, and the spring, near which Deerslayer commenced his retreat, would h