e could really dread. So keen
an interest, however, had she taken in the beauty, winning manners,
kindness, and feminine gentleness of our heroine, that when jealousy
came to chill these feelings, it had rather lent strength to that
interest; and, under its wayward influence, had actually been one of
the strongest of the incentives that had induced her to risk so much in
order to save her imaginary rival from the consequences of the attack
that she so well knew was about to take place. In a word, June, with a
wife's keenness of perception, had detected Arrowhead's admiration of
Mabel; and, instead of feeling that harrowing jealousy that might have
rendered her rival hateful, as would have been apt to be the case with
a woman unaccustomed to defer to the superior rights of the lordly sex,
she had studied the looks and character of the pale-face beauty, until,
meeting with nothing to repel her own feelings, but everything to
encourage them, she had got to entertain an admiration and love for her,
which, though certainly very different, was scarcely less strong than
that of her husband's. Arrowhead himself had sent her to warn Mabel of
the coming danger, though he was ignorant that she had stolen upon the
island in the rear of the assailants, and was now intrenched in the
citadel along with the object of their joint care. On the contrary, he
supposed, as his wife had said, that Cap and Muir were in the blockhouse
with Mabel, and that the attempt to repel him and his companions had
been made by the men.

"June sorry the Lily"--for so the Indian, in her poetical language, had
named our heroine--"June sorry the Lily no marry Arrowhead. His wigwam
big, and a great chief must get wives enough to fill it."

"I thank you, June, for this preference, which is not according to
the notion of us white women," returned Mabel, smiling in spite of the
fearful situation in which she was placed; "but I may not, probably
never shall, marry at all."

"Must have good husband," said June; "marry Eau-douce, if don't like
Arrowhead."

"June! this is not a fit subject for a girl who scarcely knows if she
is to live another hour or not. I would obtain some signs of my dear
uncle's being alive and safe, if possible."

"June go see."

"Can you?--will you?--would it be safe for you to be seen on the island?
is your presence known to the warriors, and would they be pleased to
find a woman on the war-path with them?"

All this Mabel asked in r