Chapter 4
MULTNOMAH’S DEATH-CANOE.Gazing alone
To him are wild shadows shown.
Deep under deep unknown.
Dante Rossetti.
If Multnomah was grieved at his daughter’s death, if his heart
sunk at the unforeseen and terrible blow that left his empire
without an heir and withered all his hopes, no one knew it; no eye
beheld his woe. Silent he had ever been, and he was silent to the
last. The grand, strong face only grew grander, stronger, as the
shadows darkened around him; the unconquerable will only grew the
fiercer and the more unflinching. But ere the moon that shone first
on Wallulah’s new-made cairn had rounded to the full, there was
that upon him before which even his will bowed and gave way,—death,
swift and mysterious. And it came in this wise.
We have told how at the
