I give this book three stars but it's honestly more like 2.5. Somewhat famous for being the first dime novel, and being a huge hit in the 1860s, the role it plays in the evolution of American literature is big, even if the story itself is somewhat less impressive. First off, dime novels are normally associated with action and adventure, but this is not one of those. It's a drama/tragedy, filled with purple prose and depressing as anything the Greeks every wrote. Second, while I'm used to old attitudes cropping up in old books, this story really has a lot of them. The theme seems to be that marrying outside of your group will only bring death and despair. The titular character who fell in love with a colonist seems to know nothing but heartache, and their son literally feels doomed when he learns of his heritage. I don't like judging people for being the products of their time, which this author clearly was, but I got a feeling a lot of modern readers would be a bit shocked by the 'lesson' this book seeks to portray.
Despite that there are some redeeming features. The characters are better developed then most I've seen in dime novels, with the main heroine being rounded out as a time when many First Nations characters were reduced to steretypes. And the author clearly understands how a classical tragedy works, as many of the characters fall victim to one specific flaw that undoes all that's good around them. The writer clearly was no amateur in regards to strcuture and story. The language is also of a high level, despite the fact that this was conisdered mere 'popular' entertainment at the time of it's publishing. But despite this, it can't really be said to rise tot he level of a classic, more a historical curiosity.