_Both Voices._

Yes, courage not to falter
In the trial now so nigh,
But, as victim on the altar,
A Sachem's daughter die.


IX.

OREIKA.

One lingering, last, farewell embrace I take!

MINAHITA.

Yes, one for thine and one for Osseo's sake.

OREIKA.

How solace him beneath his trial sore?

MINAHITA.

Tell him I loved him well, but honor more.

_Chorus--Voices approaching._

The moon is gilding the Cataract's brow,