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Then struck the wood,—it snapp'd in two,
And held it up to Odo's view,
Then bade him take the sever'd wood;
The sign was quickly understood.

The Indian's whistle now arose,
And broke the forest's deep repose,
And quickly from the shad'wy brake
The loud, wild answ'ring echo spake.
And soon to him a steed was brought,
But lately on the prairie caught,
And mounting it the chieftain bore
Young Odo through the woods once more.
The quiet moonbeams brightly shone
As by the streams they rode alone,
And now with confidence possess'd
The boy slept on the Indian's breast.

But oh, the power that ensnares,
To home and safety seldom bears
The lonely one whose heart would break,
Rememb'ring all he could forsake
The quiet moonbeams brightly shone
As by the streams they rode alone,
And fear and terror left the mind
To peace and confidence consign'd.
He slept,—awak'ning to the sound