The league of the Iroquois and other legends : from the Indian muse

270 THE GREAT SNAKE OF CANAXDAIGVA.
But many a hill-side gully shows,
In many
a forest still abides
Some token of the awful throes
Wherewith the frightful monster died.
And still the curious eye may see
Where Canandaigua's billows moan,
Out-spewed in death's last agony,
The victim's skulls transformed to stone.
Nor valor less her bosom bore,
But more her greatness stands confessed
If chance it were no serpent, more
Than lives to-day in every breast.