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ard the great pole building； which was； indeed； the Council House。
But little attention was paid to Henry。 He would have drawn none at all； had it not been for his height； and when a warrior or two glanced at him he uttered some words in Shawnee； saying that he had wandered far； and was glad to come to the hospitable Iroquois。 One who could speak a little Shawnee bade him welcome； and they went on； satisfied； their minds more intent upon the ceremony than upon a visitor。
The Council House； built of light poles and covered with poles and thatch； was at least sixty feet long and about thirty feet wide； with a large door on the eastern side； and one or two smaller ones on the other sides。 As Henry arrived； the great chiefs and sub…chiefs of the Iroquois were entering the building； and about it were grouped many warriors and women； and even children。 But all preserved a decorous solemnity； and； knowing the customs of the forest people so well； he was sure that the ceremony； whatever it might be； must be of a highly sacred nature。 He himself drew to one side； keeping as much as possible in the shadow； but he was using to its utmost power every faculty of observation that Nature had given him。
Many of the fires were still burning； but the moon had come out with great brightness； throwing a silver light over the whole village； and investing with attributes that savored of the mystic and impressive this ceremony； held by a savage but great race here in the depths of the primeval forest。 Henry was about to witness a Condoling Council； which was at once a mourning for chiefs who had fallen in battle farther east with his own people and the election and welcome of their successors。
The chiefs presently came forth from the Council House or； as it was more generally called； the Long House； and； despite the greatness of Thayendanegea； those of the Onondaga tribe； in virtue of their ancient and undisputed place as the political leaders and high priests of the Six Nations； led the way。 Among the stately Onondaga chiefs were： Atotarho （The Entangled）； Skanawati （Beyond the River）； Tehatkahtons （Looking Both Ways）； Tehayatkwarayen （Red Wings）； and Hahiron （The Scattered）。 They were men of stature and fine countenance； proud of the titular primacy that belonged to them because it was the Onondaga； Hiawatha； who had formed the great confederacy more than four hundred years before our day； or just about the time Columbus was landing on the shores of the New World。
Next to the Onondagas came the fierce and warlike Mohawks； who lived nearest to Albany； who were called Keepers of the Eastern Gate； and who were fully worthy of their trust。 They were content that the Onondagas should lead in council； so long as they were first in battle； and there was no jealousy between them。 Among their chiefs were Koswensiroutha （Broad Shoulders） and Satekariwate （Two Things Equal）。
Third in rank were the Senecas； and among their chiefs were Kanokarih （The Threatened） and Kanyadariyo （Beautiful Lake）。
These three； the Onondagas； Mohawks； and Senecas； were esteemed the three senior nations。 After them； in order of precedence； came the chiefs of the three junior nations； the Oneidas； Cayugas； and Tuscaroras。 All of the great chiefs had assistant chiefs； usually relatives； who； in case of death； often succeeded to their places。 But these assistants now remained in the crowd with other minor chiefs and the mass of the warriors。 A little apart stood Timmendiquas and his Wyandots。 He； too； was absorbed in the ceremony so sacred to him； an Indian； and he did not notice the tall figure of the strange Shawnee lingering in the deepest of the shadows。
The head chiefs； walking solemnly and never speaking； marched across the clearing； and then through the woods to a glen； where two young warriors had kindled a little fire of sticks as a signal of welcome。 The chiefs gathered around the fire and spoke together in low tones。 This was Deyuhnyon Kwarakda； which means 〃The Reception at the Edge of the Wood。〃
Henry and some others followed； as it was not forbidden to see； and his interest increased。 He shared the spiritual feeling which was impressed upon the red faces about him。 The bright moonlight； too； added to the effect； giving it the tinge of an old Druidical ceremony。
The chiefs relapsed into silence and sat thus about ten minutes。 Then rose the sound of a chant； distant and measured； and a procession of young and inferior chiefs； led by Oneidas； appeared； slowly approaching the fire。 Behind them were warriors； and behind the warriors were many women and children。 All the women were in their brightest attire； gay with feather headdresses and red； blue； or green blankets from the British posts。
The procession stopped at a distance of about a dozen yards from the chiefs about the council fire； and the Oneida； Kathlahon； formed the men in a line facing the head chiefs； with the women and children grouped in an irregular mass behind them。 The singing meanwhile had stopped。 The two groups stood facing each other； attentive and listening。
Then Hahiron； the oldest of the Onondagas； walked back and forth in the space between the two groups； chanting a welcome。 Like all Indian songs it was monotonous。 Every line he uttered with emphasis and a rising inflection； the phrase 〃Haih…haih〃 which may be translated 〃Hail to thee！〃 or better； 〃All hail！〃 Nevertheless； under the moonlight in the wilderness and with rapt faces about him； it was deeply impressive。 Henry found it so。
Hahiron finished his round and went back to his place by the fire。 Atotarho； head chief of the Onondagas； holding in his hands beautifully beaded strings of Iroquois wampum； came forward and made a speech of condolence； to which Kathlahon responded。 Then the head chiefs and the minor chiefs smoked pipes together； after which the head chiefs； followed by the minor chiefs； and these in turn by the crowd； led the way back to the village。
Many hundreds of persons were in this procession； which was still very grave and solemn； every one in it impressed by tile sacred nature of this ancient rite。 The chief entered the great door of the Long House； and all who could find places not reserved followed。 Henry went in with the others； and sat in a corner； making himself as small as possible。 Many women； the place of whom was high among the Iroquois； were also in the Long House。
The head chiefs sat on raised seats at the north end of the great room。 In front of them； on lower seats； were the minor chiefs of the three older nations on the left； and of the three younger nations on the right。 In front of these； but sitting on the bark floor； was a group of warriors。 At the east end； on both high and low seats； were warriors； and facing them on the western side were women； also on both high and low seats。 The southern side facing the chiefs was divided into sections； each with high and low seats。 The one on the left was occupied by men； and the one on the right by women。 Two small fires burned in the center of the Long House about fifteen feet apart。
It was the most singular and one of the most impressive scenes that Henry had ever beheld。 When all had found their seats there was a deep silence。 Henry could hear the slight crackling made by the two fires as they burned； and the light fell faintly across the multitude of dark； eager faces。 Not less than five hundred people were in the Long House； and here was the red man at his best； the first of the wild； not the second or third of the civilized； a drop of whose blood in his veins brings to the white man now a sense of pride； and not of shame； as it does when that blood belongs to some other races。
The effect upon Henry was singular。 He almost forgot that he was a foe among them on a mission。 For the moment he shared in their feelings； and he waited with eagerness for whatever might come。
Thayendanegea； the Mohawk； stood up in his place among the great chiefs。 The role he was about to assume belonged to Atotarho； the Onondaga； but the old Onondaga assigned it for the occasion to Thayendanegea； and there was no objection。 Thayendanegea was an educated man； be had been in England； he was a member of a Christian church； and be had translated a part of the Bible from English into his own tongue； but now he was all a Mohawk； a son of the forest。
He spoke to the listening crowd of the glories of the Six Nations； how Hah…gweh…di…yu （The Spirit of Good） had inspired Hiawatha to form the Great Confederacy of the Five Nations； afterwards the Six； how they had held their hunting grounds for nearly two centuries against both English and French； and how they would hold them against the Americans。 He stopped at moments； and deep murmurs of approval went through the Long House。 The eyes of both men and women flashed as the orator spoke of their glory and greatness。 Timmendiquas； in a place of honor； nodded approval。 If he could he would form such another league in the west。
The air in the Long House； breathed by so many； became heated。 It seemed to have in it a touch of fire。 The orator's words burned。 Swift and deep impressions were left upon the excited brain。 The tall figure of the Mohawk towere