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Ellis + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Daughter of the Chieftain + The Story of an Indian Girl + +Author: Edward S. Ellis + +Release Date: July 31, 2009 [EBook #7493] +Last Updated: January 26, 2013 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE DAUGHTER OF THE CHIEFTAIN *** + + + + +Produced by Martin Robb, and David Widger + + + + + + +</pre> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <h1> + THE DAUGHTER OF THE CHIEFTAIN + </h1> + <h2> + THE STORY OF AN INDIAN GIRL + </h2> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <h2> + By Edward S. Ellis. + </h2> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <blockquote> + <p class="toc"> + <big><b>CONTENTS</b></big> + </p> + <p> + <br /> <a href="#link2HCH0001"> CHAPTER ONE. </a> OMAS, ALICE, + AND LINNA <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0002"> CHAPTER TWO. </a> DANGER + IN THE AIR <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0003"> CHAPTER THREE. </a> JULY + THIRD, 1778 <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0004"> CHAPTER FOUR. </a> THE + EASTERN SHORE <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0005"> CHAPTER FIVE. </a> IN + THE WOODS <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0006"> CHAPTER SIX. </a> PUSHING + EASTWARD <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0007"> CHAPTER SEVEN. </a> JABEZ + ZITNER <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0008"> CHAPTER EIGHT. </a> LINNA'S + WOODCRAFT <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0009"> CHAPTER NINE. </a> IN + A CIRCLE <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0010"> CHAPTER TEN. </a> NEAR + THE END <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0011"> CHAPTER ELEVEN. </a> ALL + IN VAIN <br /><br /> <a href="#link2HCH0012"> CHAPTER TWELVE. </a> CONCLUSION + <br /><br /> + </p> + </blockquote> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> <a name="link2HCH0001" id="link2HCH0001"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <h2> + CHAPTER ONE: OMAS, ALICE, AND LINNA + </h2> + <p> + I don't suppose there is any use in trying to find out when the game of + "Jack Stones" was first played. No one can tell. It certainly is a good + many hundred years old. + </p> + <p> + All boys and girls know how to play it. There is the little rubber ball, + which you toss in the air, catch up one of the odd iron prongs, without + touching another, and while the ball is aloft; then you do the same with + another, and again with another, until none is left. After that you seize + a couple at a time, until all have been used; then three, and four, and so + on, with other variations, to the end of the game. + </p> + <p> + Doubtless your fathers and mothers, if they watch you during the progress + of the play, will think it easy and simple. If they do, persuade them to + try it. You will soon laugh at their failure. + </p> + <p> + Now, when we older folks were young like you, we did not have the regular, + scraggly bits of iron and dainty rubber ball. We played with pieces of + stones. I suspect more deftness was needed in handling them than in using + the new fashioned pieces. Certainly, in trials than I can remember, I + never played the game through without a break; but then I was never half + so handy as you are at such things: that, no doubt, accounts for it. + </p> + <p> + Well, a good many years ago, before any of your fathers or mothers were + born, a little girl named Alice Ripley sat near her home playing "Jack + Stones." It was the first of July, 1778, and although her house was made + of logs, had no carpets or stove, but a big fireplace, where all the food + was made ready for eating, yet no sweeter or happier girl can be found + today, if you spend weeks in searching for her. Nor can you come upon a + more lovely spot in which to build a home, for it was the famed Wyoming + Valley, in Western Pennsylvania. + </p> + <p> + Now, since some of my young friends may not be acquainted with this place, + you will allow me to tell you that the Wyoming Valley lies between the + Blue Ridge and the Alleghany Mountains, and that the beautiful Susquehanna + River runs through it. + </p> + <p> + The valley runs northeast and southwest, and is twenty-one miles long, + with an average breadth of three miles. The bottom lands—that is, + those in the lowest portion—are sometimes overflowed when there is + an unusual quantity of water in the river. In some places the plains are + level, and in others, rolling. The soil is very fertile. + </p> + <p> + Two mountain ranges hem in the valley. The one on the east has an average + height of a thousand feet, and the other two hundred feet less. The + eastern range is steep, mostly barren, and abounds with caverns, clefts, + ravines, and forests. The western is not nearly so wild, and is mostly + cultivated. + </p> + <p> + The meaning of the Indian word for Wyoming is "Large Plains," which, like + most of the Indian names, fits very well indeed. + </p> + <p> + The first white man who visited Wyoming was a good Moravian missionary, + Count Zinzendorf—in 1742. He toiled among the Delaware Indians who + lived there, and those of his faith who followed him were the means of the + conversion of a great many red men. + </p> + <p> + The fierce warriors became humble Christians, who set the best example to + wild brethren, and often to the wicked white men. + </p> + <p> + More than twenty years before the Revolution settlers began making their + way into the Wyoming Valley. You would think their only trouble would be + with the Indians, who always look with anger upon intruders of that kind, + but really their chief difficulty was with white people. + </p> + <p> + Most of these pioneers came from Connecticut. The successors of William + Penn, who had bought Pennsylvania from his king, and then again from the + Indians, did not fancy having settlers from other colonies take possession + of one of the garden spots of his grant. + </p> + <p> + I cannot tell you about the quarrels between the settlers from Connecticut + and those that were already living in Pennsylvania. Forty of the invaders, + as they may be called, put up a fort, which was named on that account + Forty Fort. This was in the winter of 1769, and two hundred more pioneers + followed them in the spring. The fort stood on the western bank of the + river. + </p> + <p> + The Pennsylvanians, however, had prepared for them, and the trouble began. + During the few years following, the New Englanders were three times driven + out of the valley, and the men, women, and children were obliged to tramp + for two hundred miles through the unbroken wilderness to their old homes. + But they rallied and came back again, and at last were strong enough to + hold their ground. About this time the mutterings of the American + Revolution began to be heard, and the Pennsylvanians and New Englanders + forgot their enmity and became brothers in their struggle for + independence. + </p> + <p> + Among the pioneers from Connecticut who put up their old fashioned log + houses in Wyoming were George Ripley and his wife Ruth. They were young, + frugal, industrious, and worthy people. They had but one child—a boy + named Benjamin; but after awhile Alice was added to the family, and at the + date of which I am telling you she was six years and her brother thirteen + years old. + </p> + <p> + Mr. Ripley was absent with the continental army under General Washington, + fighting the battles of his country. Benjamin, on this spring day, was + visiting some of his friends further down the valley; so that when Alice + came forth to play "Jack Stones" alone, no one was in sight, though her + next neighbor lived hardly two hundred yards away. + </p> + <p> + I wish you could have seen her as she looked on that summer afternoon. She + had been helping, so far as she was able, her mother in the house, until + the parent told her to go outdoors and amuse herself. She was chubby, + plump, healthy, with round pink cheeks, yellow hair tied in a coil at the + back of her head, and her big eyes were as blue, and clear, and bright as + they could be. + </p> + <p> + She wore a brown homespun dress—that is to say, the materials had + been woven by the deft fingers of her mother, with the aid of the old + spinning wheel, which in those days formed a part of every household. The + dark stockings were knitted by the same busy fingers, with the help of the + flashing needles; and the shoes, put together by Peleg Quintin, the + humpbacked shoemaker, were heavy and coarse, and did not fit any too well. + </p> + <p> + The few simple articles of underwear were all homemade, clean, and + comfortable, and the same could be said of the clothing of the brother and + of the mother herself. + </p> + <p> + Alice came running out of the open front door, bounding off the big flat + stone which served as a step with a single leap, and, running to a spot of + green grass a few yards away, where there was not a bit of dirt or a speck + of dust, she sat down and began the game of which I told you at the + opening of this story. + </p> + <p> + Alice was left handed. So when she took position, she leaned over to the + right, supporting her body with that arm, while with the other hand she + tossed the little jagged pieces of stone aloft, snatching up the others, + and letting the one that was going up and down in the air drop into her + chubby palm. + </p> + <p> + She had been playing perhaps ten minutes, when she found someone was + watching her. + </p> + <p> + She did not see him at first, but heard a low, deep "Huh!" partly at one + side and partly behind her. + </p> + <p> + Instead of glancing around, she finished the turn of the game on which she + was engaged just then. That done, she clasped all the Jack Stones in her + hand, assumed the upright posture, and looked behind her. + </p> + <p> + "I thought it was you, Omas," she said with a merry laugh; "do you want to + play Jack Stones with me?" + </p> + <p> + If you could have seen the person whom she thus addressed, you would have + thought it a strange way of speaking. + </p> + <p> + He was an Indian warrior, belonging to the tribe of Delawares. Those who + knew about him said he was one of the fiercest red men that ever went on + the warpath. A few years before, there had been a massacre of the + settlers, and Omas was foremost among the Indians who swung the tomahawk + and fired his rifle at the white people. + </p> + <p> + He was tall, sinewy, active, and powerful. Three stained eagle feathers + were fastened on his crown in the long black hair, and his hunting shirt, + leggings, and moccasins were bright with different colored beads and + fringes. In the red sash which passed around his waist were thrust a + hunting knife and tomahawk, while one hand clasped a cumbersome rifle, + which, like all firearms of those times, was used with ramrod and + flintlock. + </p> + <p> + Omas would have had a rather pleasing face had he let it alone; but his + people love bright colors, and he was never seen without a lot of paint + daubed over it. This was made up of black, white, and yellow circles, + lines, and streaks that made him look frightful. + </p> + <p> + But Alice was not scared at all. She and Omas were old friends. Nearly a + year before, he stopped at their cabin one stormy night and asked for + something to eat. Mrs. Ripley gave him plenty of coarse brown, well baked + bread and cold meat, and allowed him to sleep on the floor until morning. + </p> + <p> + Benjamin was rather shy of the fierce looking Delaware, but Alice took to + him at first. She brought him a basin of water, and asked him to please + wash his face. + </p> + <p> + The startled mother gently reproved her; but Omas did that which an Indian + rarely does—smiled. He spoke English unusually well, and knew why + the child had proposed to him to use the water. + </p> + <p> + He told her that he had a little girl that he called Linna, about the same + age as Alice. Upon hearing this, what did Alice do, but climb upon the + warrior's knee and ask him to tell her all about Linna. Well, the result + was, that an affection was formed between this wild warrior and the gentle + little girl. + </p> + <p> + Omas promised to bring his child to see Alice, who, with her mother's + permission, said she would return the visit. There can be no doubt that + the Delaware often went a long way out of his course, for no other reason + than to spend an hour or less with Alice Ripley. The brother and mother + always made him feel welcome, and to the good parent the influence of her + child upon the savage red man had a peculiar interest which nothing else + in the world could possess for her. So you understand why it was that + Alice did not start and show any fear when she looked around and saw the + warrior standing less than ten feet off, and attentively watching her. + </p> + <p> + "You can't play Jack Stones as well as I," she said, looking saucily up at + him. + </p> + <p> + "I beat you," was his reply, as he strode forward and sat down cross + legged on the grass. + </p> + <p> + "I'd like to see you do it! You think you're very smart, don't you?" + </p> + <p> + A shadowy smile played around the stern mouth, and the Delaware, who had + studied the simple game long enough to understand it, began the sport + under the observant eyes of his little mistress. + </p> + <p> + While both were intent on the amusement, Mrs. Ripley came to the door and + stood wonderingly looking at them. + </p> + <p> + "It does seem as if Indians are human beings like the rest of us," was her + thought; "but who could resist her gentle ways?" + </p> + <p> + Up went the single stone in the air, and Omas grabbed the batch that were + lying on the ground, and then caught the first as it came down. + </p> + <p> + "That won't do!" called Alice, seizing the brawny hand, which—sad to + say—had been stained with blood as innocent as hers; "you didn't do + that fair!" + </p> + <p> + "What de matter?" he asked, looking reproachfully into the round face + almost against his own. + </p> + <p> + "I'll show you how. Now, I lay those three on the ground like that. Then I + toss up this, pick up one without touching any of the others, keep it in + my hand and pick up the next—see?" + </p> + <p> + She illustrated her instruction by her work, while her pupil listened and + stared. + </p> + <p> + "I know—I know," he said quickly. "I show you." Then the wag of a + Delaware tossed the first stone fully twenty feet aloft, caught up the + others, and took that on the fly. + </p> + <p> + "I never saw anybody as dumb as you," was the comment. "What is the use of + your trying? You couldn't learn to play Jack Stones in ever so long." + </p> + <p> + She was about to try him again, when, childlike, she darted off upon a + widely different subject, for it had just come into her little head. + </p> + <p> + "Omas, when you were here the other day, you promised that the next time + you came to see me you would bring Linna." + </p> + <p> + "Dat so—Omas promise." + </p> + <p> + "Then why haven't you done as you said?" + </p> + <p> + "Omas never speak with double tongue; he bring Linna with him." + </p> + <p> + "You did?—where is she?" asked Alice, springing to her feet, + clasping her hands, and looking expectantly around. + </p> + <p> + The Delaware emitted a shrill, tremulous whistle, and immediately from the + wood several rods behind them came running the oddest looking little girl + anyone could have met in a long time. + </p> + <p> + Her face was as round as that of Alice, her long, black hair hung loosely + over her shoulders, her small eyes were as black as jet, her nose a pug, + her teeth as white and regular as were ever seen, while her dress was a + rude imitation of her father's except the skirt came below her knees. Her + feet were as small as a doll's, and encased in the beaded little + moccasins, were as pretty as they could be. + </p> + <p> + "That is Linna," said the proud father as she came obediently forward. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0002" id="link2HCH0002"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER TWO: DANGER IN THE AIR + </h2> + <p> + Little Linna, daughter of Omas, the Delaware warrior, was of the same age + as Alice Ripley. The weather was warm although she wore tiny moccasins to + protect her feet, she scorned the superfluous stockings and undergarments + that formed a part of the other's apparel. + </p> + <p> + Her hair was as black, abundant, and almost as long as her father's; but + her face was clean, and, perhaps in honor of the occasion, she, too, + sported a gaudy eagle feather in her hair. + </p> + <p> + She bounded out of the green wood like a fawn, but as she drew near her + parent and Alice, her footsteps became slower, and she halted a few paces + away, hung her head, with her forefinger between her pretty white teeth—for + all the world like any white girl of her years. + </p> + <p> + But Alice did not allow her to remain embarrassed. She had been begging + for this visit, and now, when she saw her friend, she ran forward, took + her little plump hand and said—"Linna, I am real glad you have + come!" + </p> + <p> + Omas had risen to his feet, and watched the girls with an affection and + interest which found no expression on his painted face. His child looked + timidly up to him and walked slowly forward, her hand clasped in that of + Alice. She did not speak, but when her escort sat down on the grass, she + did the same. + </p> + <p> + "Linna, do you know how to play Jack Stones?" asked Alice, picking up the + pebbles. + </p> + <p> + Linna shook her head quickly several times, but her lips remained mute. + </p> + <p> + "Your father thought he knew how, but he don't; he doesn't play fair, + either. Let me show you, so you can beat him when you go home." + </p> + <p> + Alice set to work, while the bright black eyes watched every movement. + </p> + <p> + "Now do you want to try it?" she asked, after going through the game + several times. + </p> + <p> + Linna nodded her head with the same birdlike quickness, and reached out + her chubby hand. + </p> + <p> + Her father and Alice watched her closely. She made several failures at + first, all of which were patiently explained by her tutor; by and by she + went through the performance from beginning to end without a break. + </p> + <p> + Alice clapped her hands with delight, and Omas—certain that no + grownup person saw him—smiled with pleasure. + </p> + <p> + "Doesn't she know how to talk?" asked Alice, looking up at the warrior. + Omas spoke somewhat sharply to his child in the Delaware tongue. She + startled, and looking at Alice, asked— + </p> + <p> + "Do—yoo think me play well?" + </p> + <p> + Alice was delighted to find she could make herself understood so easily. + It was wonderful how she had learned to speak English so early in life. + </p> + <p> + "I guess you can," was the ready reply of Alice; "your father can't begin + to play as well. When you go home you can show your mamma how to play Jack + Stones. Have you any brothers and sisters?" + </p> + <p> + "No; me have no brother—no sister." + </p> + <p> + "That's too bad! I've got a big brother Ben. He isn't home now, but he + will be here to supper. He's a nice boy, and you will like him. Let's go + in the house now to see mamma, and you can teach me how to talk Indian." + </p> + <p> + Both girls bounded to their feet, and hand in hand, walked to the door, + with Omas gravely stalking after them. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley had learned of the visitor, and stood on the threshold to + welcome her. She took her by the hand and led her inside. Omas paused, as + if in doubt whether he should follow; but her invitation to him was so + cordial, that he stepped within and seated himself on a chair. + </p> + <p> + That afternoon and night could never be forgotten by Alice Ripley. In a + very little while she and her visitor were on the best of terms; laughing, + romping, and chasing each other in and out of doors, just as if they were + twin sisters that had never been separated from each other. + </p> + <p> + When Mrs. Ripley asked Omas for how long a time he could leave his child + with them, he said he must take her back that evening. His wigwam was a + good many miles away in the woods, and he would have to travel all night + to reach the village of his tribe. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley, however, pleaded so hard, that he consented to let his child + stay until he came back the next day or soon thereafter for her. + </p> + <p> + When he rose to go, the long summer day was drawing to a close. He spoke + to Linna in their native tongue. She was sitting on the floor just then, + playing with a wonderful rag baby, but was up in a flash, and followed him + outside. + </p> + <p> + "Wait a moment and she will come back," said Mrs. Ripley to her own child. + She knew what the movement meant: Omas did not wish anyone to see him and + Linna. + </p> + <p> + On the outside he moved to the left, and glanced around to make sure that + no person was looking that way. Then he lifted the little one from the + ground; she threw her arms around his neck, and he pressed her to his + breast and kissed her several times with great warmth. Then he set her + down, and she ran laughing into the house, while he strode off to the + woods. + </p> + <p> + But at the moment of entering them he stopped abruptly, wheeled about, and + walked slowly back toward the cabin. + </p> + <p> + Upon the return of Linna, Mrs. Ripley stepped to the front door to look + for her son. He was not in sight, but Omas had stopped again hardly a rod + distant. He stood a moment, looking fixedly at her, and then beckoned with + his free hand for her to approach. + </p> + <p> + Without hesitation she stepped off the broad flat stone and went to him. + </p> + <p> + "What is it, Omas?" she asked in an undertone, pausing in front of him, + and gazing up into the grim, painted countenance. + </p> + <p> + The Delaware returned the look for a few seconds, as if studying how to + say what was in his mind. Then in a voice lower even than hers, he said—"You—little + girl—big boy—go way soon—must not stay here." + </p> + <p> + "Why do you say that, Omas?" + </p> + <p> + "Iroquois like leaves on trees—white men, call Tories—soon + come down here—kill all white people—kill you—kill + little girl, big boy—if you stay here." + </p> + <p> + The pioneer's wife had heard the same rumors for days past. She knew there + was cause for fear, for nearly all the able bodied men in Wyoming were + absent with the patriot army, fighting for independence. The inhabitants + in the valley had begged Congress to send some soldiers to protect them, + and the relatives of the women and children had asked again and again that + they might go home to save their loved ones from the Tories and Indians; + but the prayer was refused. The soldiers in the army were too few to be + spared, and no one away from Wyoming believed the danger as great as it + was. + </p> + <p> + But the people themselves knew the peril, and did their best to prepare + for it. But who should know more about the Indians and Tories than Omas, + the great Delaware warrior? + </p> + <p> + When, therefore, he said these words to Mrs. Ripley, that woman's heart + beat faster. She heard the laughter and prattle of the children in the + house, and she thought of that bright boy, playing with his young friends + not far away. + </p> + <p> + "Where can we go?" she asked, in the same guarded voice. + </p> + <p> + "With Omas," was the prompt reply; "hide in wigwam of Omas. Nobody hurt + palefaced friend of Omas." + </p> + <p> + It was a trying situation. The brave woman, who had passed through many + dangers with her husband, knew what a visit from the Tories and Indians + meant; but she shrank from leaving Wyoming, and all her friends and + neighbors. + </p> + <p> + "When will they come?" she asked; "will it be in a few weeks or in a few + days?" + </p> + <p> + "Getting ready now; Brandt with Iroquois—Butler with Tory—soon + be here." + </p> + <p> + "But do you mean that we shall all go with you tonight?" + </p> + <p> + The Delaware was silent for a few seconds. His active brain was busy, + reviewing the situation. + </p> + <p> + "No," he finally said; "stay here till Omas come back; then go with him—all + go—den no one be hurt." + </p> + <p> + "Very well; we will wait till you come to us again. We will take good care + of Linna." + </p> + <p> + And without another word the Delaware turned once more, strode to the + forest, which was then in fullest leaf, and vanished among the trees. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley walked slowly back to the door. On the threshold she halted, + and looked around again for her absent boy. It was growing dark, and she + began to feel a vague alarm for him. + </p> + <p> + A whistle fell on her ear. It was the sweetest music she had ever heard, + for it came from the lips of her boy. + </p> + <p> + He was in sight, coming along the well worn path that led in front of the + other dwellings and to her own door. When he saw her, he waved his hand in + salutation, but could not afford to break in on the vigorous melody which + kept his lips puckered. + </p> + <p> + She saw he was carrying something on his shoulder. A second glance showed + that it was one of the heavy rifles used by the pioneers a hundred years + ago. The sight—taken with what Omas had just said—filled her + heart with forebodings. + </p> + <p> + She waited until the lad came up. He kissed her affectionately, and then + in the offhand manner of a big boy, let the butt of the gun drop on the + ground, leaned the top away from him, and glancing from it to his mother, + asked—"What do you think of it?" + </p> + <p> + "It seems to be a good gun. Whose is it?" + </p> + <p> + "Mine," was the proud response. "Colonel Butler ordered that it be given + to me, and I'm to use it, too, mother." + </p> + <p> + "For what purpose?" + </p> + <p> + "The other Colonel Butler—you know he is a cousin to ours—has + got a whole lot of Tories" (who, you know, were Americans fighting against + their countrymen) "and Indians, and they're coming down to wipe out + Wyoming; but I guess they will find it a harder job than they think." + </p> + <p> + And to show his contempt for the danger, the muscular lad lifted his + weighty weapon to a level, and pretended to sight it at a tree. + </p> + <p> + "I wish that was a Tory or one of those Six Nation Indians—wouldn't + I drop him!" + </p> + <p> + The mother could not share the buoyancy of her son. She stepped outside, + so as to be beyond the hearing of the little ones. + </p> + <p> + "Omas has been here; that is his little girl that you hear laughing with + Alice. He has told me the same as you—the Tories and Indians are + coming, and he wants us to flee with him." + </p> + <p> + "What does he mean by that?" asked the half indignant boy. + </p> + <p> + "He says they will put us all to death, and if we do not go with him, we + will be killed too." + </p> + <p> + The handsome face of Benjamin Ripley took on an expression of scorn, and + as he straightened up, he seemed to become several inches taller. + </p> + <p> + "He forgets that I am with you! Omas is very kind; but he and his Tory + friends had better look out for themselves. Why, with the men at the fort, + Colonel Butler will have several hundred." + </p> + <p> + "But they are mostly old men and boys." + </p> + <p> + "Well," said the high spirited lad, with a twinkle of his fine hazel eyes, + "add up a lot of old men and boys, and the average is the same number of + middle aged men, isn't it? Don't you worry, mother—things are all + right. If Omas comes back, give him our thanks, and tell him we are not + going to sneak off when we are needed at home." + </p> + <p> + It was hard to resist the contagion of Ben's hopefulness. The mother not + only loved but respected him as much as she could have done had he been + several years older. He had been her mainstay for the two years past, + during which the father was absent with the patriot army; and she came to + lean upon him more and more, though her heart sank when Ben began to talk + of following his father into the ranks, to help in the struggle for + independence. + </p> + <p> + She found herself looking upon the situation as Ben did. If so great + danger threatened Wyoming, it would be cowardly for them to leave their + friends to their fate. It was clear all could not find safety by going, + and she would feel she was doing wrong if she gave no heed to the others. + </p> + <p> + Ben was tall and strong for his years, and the fact that he had taken the + gun from Colonel Butler to be used in taking care of the settlement bound + the youth in honor to do so. + </p> + <p> + "It shall be as you say," said the mother; "I cannot be as hopeful as you, + but it is our duty to stay. We will not talk about it before the + children." + </p> + <p> + "I want to see how a little Indian girl looks," muttered Ben with a laugh, + following his mother into the house. + </p> + <p> + Alice caught sight of him, and was in his arms the next instant, while + Linna rose to her feet, and stood with her forefinger between her teeth, + shyly studying the newcomer. + </p> + <p> + "Helloa, Linna! how are you?" he called, setting down his young sister and + catching up the little Indian. Not only that, but he gave her a resounding + smack on her dusky cheek. + </p> + <p> + "I always like pretty little girls, and I'm going to be your beau: what do + you say? Is it a bargain?" + </p> + <p> + It is not to be supposed that the Delaware miss caught the whole meaning + of this momentous question. She was a little overwhelmed by the rush of + the big boy's manner, and nodded her head about a dozen times. + </p> + <p> + "There, Alice; do you understand that?" he asked, making the room ring + with his merry laughter; "I'm to be Linna's beau. How do you like it?" + </p> + <p> + "I'm glad for you, but I—guess—I oughter be sorry for Linna." + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0003" id="link2HCH0003"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER THREE: JULY THIRD, 1778 + </h2> + <p> + While Ben Ripley was frolicking with little Alice and her Indian friend + Linna, the mother prepared the evening meal. + </p> + <p> + The candles were lighted, and they took their places at the table. + </p> + <p> + All this was new and strange to Linna. In her own home, she was accustomed + to sit on the ground, and use only her fingers for knife and fork when + taking food; but she was observant and quick, and knowing how it had been + with her, her friends soon did away with her embarrassment. The mother cut + her meat into small pieces, spread butter—which the visitor looked + at askance—on the brown bread, and she had but to do as the rest, + and all went well. + </p> + <p> + A few minutes after supper both girls became drowsy, and Mrs. Ripley, + candle in hand, conducted them upstairs to the small room set apart for + their use. + </p> + <p> + This was another novel experience for the visitor. She insisted at first + upon lying on the hard floor, for never in her life had she touched a bed; + but after awhile, she became willing to share the couch with her playmate. + </p> + <p> + Alice knelt down by the side of the little trundle bed and said her + prayers, as she always did; but Linna could not understand what it meant. + She wonderingly watched her until she was through, and then with some + misgiving, clambered among the clothes, and the mother tucked her up, + though the night was so warm they needed little covering. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley felt that she ought to tell the dusky child about her heavenly + Father, and to teach her to pray. She therefore sat down on the edge of + the bed, and in simple words began the wonderful story of the Saviour, who + gave His life to save her as well as all others. + </p> + <p> + Alice dropped asleep right away, but Linna lay motionless, with her round + black eyes fixed on the face of the lady, drinking in every word she said. + By and by, however, the eyelids began to droop, and the good woman ceased. + Who shall tell what precious seed was thus sown in that cabin in Wyoming, + more than a hundred years ago? + </p> + <p> + While Mrs. Ripley was talking upstairs, she heard voices below; so that + she knew Ben had a visitor. As she descended, she recognized a neighbor + who lived on the other side of the river. + </p> + <p> + "I called," said he, "to tell you that you must lose no time in moving + into Forty Fort with your little girl." + </p> + <p> + "You do not mean right away?" + </p> + <p> + "Not tonight, but the first thing in the morning." + </p> + <p> + "Is the danger so close as that?" + </p> + <p> + "Our scouts report the Tory Colonel Butler with a large force of whites + and Indians marching down the valley." + </p> + <p> + "But do you not expect to repel them?" + </p> + <p> + "We are sure of that," was the confident reply; "but it won't do for any + of the women and children to be exposed. The Indians will scatter, and cut + off all they can. Others of our friends are out warning the people, and we + must have them all in a safe place." + </p> + <p> + "Will you wait for your enemies to attack the fort?" + </p> + <p> + "I believe our Colonel Butler favors that; but others, and among them + myself and Ben, favor marching out and meeting them." + </p> + <p> + "That's it," added the lad, shaking his head. "I believe in showing them + we are not scared. Colonel Butler got leave of absence to come to Wyoming; + he has some regulars with him, and with all our men and boys we'll teach + the other Colonel Butler a lesson he won't forget as long as he lives." + </p> + <p> + "Well, if you think it best, we will move into the fort with the other + people until the danger is past." + </p> + <p> + "Yes, mother; I will fight better knowing that you and Alice are safe. + There's Linna! What about her?" + </p> + <p> + "Who's Linna?" asked the visitor. + </p> + <p> + "She is the little child of Omas, the Delaware warrior. He brought her + here this afternoon to make Alice a visit, and promised to call tomorrow + for her. Will it be safe to wait until he comes?" + </p> + <p> + The neighbor shook his head. + </p> + <p> + "You mustn't take any chances. Why don't you turn her loose to take care + of herself? She can do it." + </p> + <p> + "I couldn't," the mother hastened to say; "Omas left her in our care, and + I must not neglect her. She will go with us." + </p> + <p> + "I don't think it will be safe for her father to come after her, when the + flurry is over." + </p> + <p> + "Why not?" + </p> + <p> + "He will be with the Iroquois, even though his tribe doesn't like them any + too well; for the Iroquois are the conquerors of the Delawares, and drove + them off their hunting grounds." + </p> + <p> + "Well," said Mrs. Ripley, with a sigh; "even if he never comes for her, + she will always have a home with us." + </p> + <p> + The dwelling of the Ripleys was on the eastern shore of the Susquehanna. + On the other side stood Fort Wintermoot and Forty Fort, the former being + at the upper end of the valley. That would be the first one reached by the + invaders, and the expectation was that it would give up whenever ordered + to do so, for nearly all in it were friends of the Tories. + </p> + <p> + It was evident that when Omas left his child with her friends, and spoke + of returning the next day, or soon thereafter, he did not know how near + the invasion was. Mrs. Ripley expected that when he did learn it, he would + hasten back for her. + </p> + <p> + The night, however, passed without his appearance, and the hot July sun + came up over the forests on the eastern bank of the river, and still he + remained away. It looked as if he had decided to let her take her chances + while he joined the invaders in their work of destruction and woe. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley would have been willing to wait longer, but she was urged not + to lose another hour. The frightened settlers were not allowed to take + anything but their actual necessaries with them, for the cramped quarters + in Forty Fort, where a number of cabins were erected, would be crowded to + the utmost to make room for the hundreds who might clamor for admission. + The quarters, indeed, were so scant that many camped outside, holding + themselves ready to rush within should it become necessary. + </p> + <p> + Little Linna was filled with wonder when she saw her friends preparing to + move and knew she was going with them. But she helped in her way as much + as she could and asked no questions. There was no need, in fact, for Alice + asked enough for both. + </p> + <p> + And just here I must relate to you a little history. + </p> + <p> + On the last days of June, 1778, Colonel John Butler, with about four + hundred soldiers—partly made up of Tories—and six or seven + hundred Indians, entered the head of Wyoming Valley. As I have said, he + was a cousin of Colonel Zebulon Butler, who commanded the patriots and did + all he could to check the invaders. Reaching Fort Wintermoot, the British + officer sent in a demand for its surrender. The submission was made, and + the invaders then came down the valley and ordered the Connecticut people + to surrender Forty Fort and the settlements. Colonel Zebulon Butler had + under him, to quote the historical account, "two hundred and thirty + enrolled men, and seventy old people, boys, civil magistrates, and other + volunteers." They formed six companies, which were mustered at Forty Fort, + where the families of the settlers on the east side of the river had taken + refuge. + </p> + <p> + Colonel Zebulon Butler, upon receiving the summons, called a council of + war. This was on the 3rd of July. The officers believed that a little + delay would be best, in the hope of the arrival of reinforcements; but + nearly all the men were so clamorous to march out and give the invaders + battle, that it was decided to do so. + </p> + <p> + "You are going into great danger," remarked the leader, as he mounted his + horse and placed himself at the head of the patriots, "but I will go as + far as any of you." + </p> + <p> + At three o'clock in the afternoon the column, numbering about three + hundred, marched from the fort with drums beating and colors flying. They + moved up the valley, with the river on the right and a marsh on the left, + until they arrived at Fort Wintermoot, which had been set on fire by the + enemy to give the impression they were withdrawing from the neighborhood. + </p> + <p> + As you may well believe, the movements of the patriots were watched with + deep interest by those left behind. The women and children clustered along + the river bank and strained their eyes in the direction of Fort + Wintermoot, the black smoke from which rolled down the valley and helped + to shut out their view. + </p> + <p> + There was hardly one among the spectators that had not a loved relative + with the defenders. It might be a tottering grandfather, a sturdy son, + who, though a boy, was inspired with the deepest fervor, and eager to risk + his life for the sake of his mother or sister, whose hearts almost stopped + beating in the painful suspense which must continue until the battle was + decided. + </p> + <p> + Alice was too young fully to understand the peril in which Ben was placed. + She had kissed him goodbye when he ran to take his place with the others, + and, with a light jest on his lips about her and Linna, he had snatched a + kiss from the little Delaware's swarthy cheek. + </p> + <p> + The mother added a few cheering words to the children, and it was a + striking sight when they and a number of others, about their age or under, + began playing with all the merriment of children who never dream that the + world contains such afflictions as sorrow, woe, and death. + </p> + <p> + It was easy to follow the course of the patriots for a time after they + were beyond sight, by the sound of their drums and the shrill whistling of + several fifes. + </p> + <p> + In those days it was much more common than now for people to drink + intoxicating liquors. Just before the patriots started up the valley, I am + sorry to say, a few of the men drank more than they should. It has been + claimed by some that but for this things would have gone differently on + that day, which will live for ever as one of the saddest in American + history. + </p> + <p> + By and by the anxious people near the fort noticed that the sound of drums + and fifes had ceased, and the reports of firearms were heard. + </p> + <p> + They knew from this that the opposing forces were making ready for the + conflict, and the suspense became painful indeed. + </p> + <p> + Then amid the rattle of musketry sounded the whoops of the Iroquois. The + battle was on. Fighting began about four o'clock in the afternoon. Colonel + Zebulon Butler ordered his men to fire, and at each discharge to advance a + step. The fire was regular and steady, and the Americans continued to gain + ground, having the advantage where it was open. Despite the exertions of + the invaders, their line gave way, and but for the help of the Indians + they would have been routed. + </p> + <p> + The flanking party of red men kept up a galling fire on the right, and the + patriots dropped fast. The Indians on the Tory left were divided into six + bands who kept up a continuous yelling which did much to inspirit each + other, while the deadly aim told sadly upon the Americans. + </p> + <p> + The most powerful body of Indians was in a swamp on the left of the + patriots, and by and by they outflanked them. The Americans tried to + manoeuvre so as to face the new danger, but some of them mistook the order + for one to retreat. Everything was thrown into confusion. + </p> + <p> + Colonel Zebulon Butler, seeing how things were going, galloped up and down + between the opposing lines, calling out—"Don't leave me, my + children. Stand by me and the victory is ours!" + </p> + <p> + But it was too late. The patriots could not be rallied. They were far + outnumbered, and once thrown into a panic, with the captain of every + company slain, the day was lost. + </p> + <p> + You cannot picture the distress of the women, children, and feeble old men + waiting at Forty Fort the issue of the battle. + </p> + <p> + The sorrowful groups on the bank of the river listened to the sounds of + conflict, and read the meaning as they came to their ears. + </p> + <p> + The steady, regular firing raised their hopes at first. They knew their + sons and friends were fighting well, despite the shouts of the Indians + borne down the valley on the sultry afternoon. + </p> + <p> + By and by the firing grew more scattering, and instead of being so far up + the river as at first, it was coming closer. + </p> + <p> + This could mean but one thing; the patriots were retreating before the + Tories and Indians. + </p> + <p> + One old man, nearly four score years of age, who pleaded to go into the + battle, but was too feeble, could not restrain his feelings. He walked + back and forth, inspired with new strength and full of hope, until the + scattered firing and its approach left no doubt of its meaning. + </p> + <p> + He paused in his nervous, hobbling pace, and said to the white faced women + standing breathlessly near—"Our boys are retreating: they have been + beaten—all hope is gone!" + </p> + <p> + The next moment two horsemen galloped into sight. "Colonel Butler and + Colonel Denison!" said the old man, recognizing them; "they bring sad + news." + </p> + <p> + It was true. They rode their horses on a dead run, and reining up at the + fort, where the people crowded around them, they leaped to the ground, and + Colonel Butler said—"Our boys have been driven from the field, and + the Tories and Indians are at their heels!" + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0004" id="link2HCH0004"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER FOUR: THE EASTERN SHORE + </h2> + <p> + Young Ben Ripley made a good record on that eventful 3rd of July. He + loaded and fired as steadily as a veteran. The smoke of the guns, the wild + whooping of the Iroquois Indians, the sight of his friends and neighbors + continually dropping to the ground, some of them at his elbow, the + deafening discharge of the rifles—all these and the dreadful swirl + and rush of events dazed him at times; but he kept at it with a steadiness + which caused more than one expression of praise from the officers nearest + him. + </p> + <p> + All at once he found himself mixed up in the confusion caused by the + attempt to wheel a part of the line to face the flanking assailants, and + the mistake of many that it was an order to retreat. + </p> + <p> + He did not know what it meant, for it seemed to him that a dozen officers + were shouting conflicting orders at the same moment. A number of men threw + down their guns and made a wild rush to get away, several falling over + each other in the frantic scramble; others bumped together, and above the + din of the conflict sounded the voices of Colonel Butler, as he rode back + and forth through the smoke, begging his troops not to leave him, and + victory would be theirs. + </p> + <p> + Seeing the hopeless tangle, the Indians swarmed out of the swamp, and by + their savage attack and renewed shouts made the hubbub and confusion + tenfold worse. + </p> + <p> + Somebody ran so violently against Ben that he was thrown to the ground. He + was on his feet in an instant and turned to see who did it. It was a + soldier fleeing for life from an Iroquois warrior. + </p> + <p> + Ben raised his gun, took quick aim and pulled the trigger, but no report + followed. He had forgotten his weapon was unloaded. + </p> + <p> + Other forms obtruded between him and the couple, and he could not see the + result of the pursuit and attack. Despite all he could do, he was forced + back by the panic stricken rush around and against him. + </p> + <p> + Suddenly a wild cry reached him. An Iroquois with painted face rushed upon + him with uplifted tomahawk, but he was yet several paces away, when + another warrior seized his arm and wrenched him to one side. + </p> + <p> + "Run—go fast—don't stay!" commanded the Indian that had saved + the youth, furiously motioning to him. + </p> + <p> + "If my gun were loaded," replied Ben, though his voice was unheard in the + din, "I wouldn't go till I did something more. Helloa! is that you, Omas?" + </p> + <p> + It was the Delaware that had turned the assault aside. + </p> + <p> + A couple of bounds placed him beside he lad, and he caught his arm with a + grip of iron. + </p> + <p> + It was of no use trying to hold back. Omas half running, half leaping, + drove his way like a wedge through the surging swarm. His left hand closed + around the upper arm of Ben, while his right grasped his tomahawk, he + having thrown aside his rifle. + </p> + <p> + The boy was repeatedly jerked almost off his feet. He could run fast, but + was not equal to this warrior, who forged along with resistless might. + Twice did an Iroquois make for the young prisoner, as he supposed the lad + to be, but a warning motion of the tomahawk upheld by Omas repelled him. + </p> + <p> + The Delaware was prudent, and instead of keeping in the midst of the + surging mass, worked to one side, so that they were soon comparatively + free from the tumultuous throng. + </p> + <p> + There was no attempt at conversation between the Delaware and Ben. The boy + knew what was meant by this rough kindness. The day was lost, and his + thoughts went out to the loved ones waiting down the valley to learn the + result of the battle. He wanted to get to them as quickly as he could. + </p> + <p> + The rush carried them beyond the main body of fugitives, though not out of + danger, for the Iroquois were pursuing hard; but soon Omas loosened his + grip and dropped the arm of the lad. They were far enough removed from the + swirl to exchange words. + </p> + <p> + "Where moder—where Alice?", asked the Delaware, as if he had no + concern for his own child. + </p> + <p> + "At Forty Fort." + </p> + <p> + "Linna with them?" + </p> + <p> + "Yes; they are together with the other folks." + </p> + <p> + "Go dere—tell cross riber—make haste to Del'mware." + </p> + <p> + This command meant that the little party should hurry to the eastern side + of the Susquehanna, and start for the settlements on the Upper Delaware. + The nearest town was Stroudsburg, sixty miles distant, and the way led + through a dismal forest. + </p> + <p> + The words of Omas showed, too, that he knew what was coming. Though the + British Colonel Butler might accept the surrender and strive to give fair + treatment to the prisoners, he would find it hard to restrain the Tories + and Indians. + </p> + <p> + All that could be done was for the fugitives to flee, without an hour's + delay. They were already flocking to the river in the effort to reach the + other side. A good many hid among the grass and undergrowth on Monacacy + Island, where the Tories and Indians followed, and hunted them out without + mercy. + </p> + <p> + Those who were wise enough to set out in time had a chance of arriving at + the settlements on the Upper Delaware, though much suffering was sure to + follow, since there was no time to prepare food to take with them. + </p> + <p> + The remark of Omas prompted Ben's words—"How can I get mother, and + Alice and Linna, to the other side? They cannot swim the river." + </p> + <p> + "Linna swim," was the somewhat proud answer; "she take care of Alice you + take care of moder." + </p> + <p> + "I might at any other time, but with the people crowding around us, and + the Indians at our heels and shooting down all they can, what chance have + we? Why can't you come with me and help them?" + </p> + <p> + No doubt the Delaware had asked himself the question, for he answered it + not by words, but by breaking into a loping trot for Forty Fort, with Ben + running at his side. He halted before reaching the refuge, and turned + aside among the bushes overhanging the edge of the river, his actions + showing he was searching for something. + </p> + <p> + He speedily found a canoe, probably his own. It had been so skillfully + hidden among the dense undergrowth that one might have passed within a + couple of paces without seeing it. + </p> + <p> + He picked it up as if it were a toy boat and set it down in the water. + </p> + <p> + "Go bring moder—bring Alice—bring Linna." + </p> + <p> + Ben was off like a shot, for he knew there was not a minute to throw away. + It was the season when the days were longest, and two or three hours must + pass before it would be fully night. + </p> + <p> + It would not do for Omas to go with Ben. His appearance at the fort would + add to the panic, and be almost certain to bring about a conflict with + some of the whites. It was his province to guard the precious canoe from + being taken by other fugitives. + </p> + <p> + Ben Ripley now thought only of his loved ones. He knew the anguish his + mother would suffer until she learned he was safe, and he forced his way + to the spot where he had parted from her. + </p> + <p> + It was a sad experience. Old men, women and children, with white faces, + were rushing to and fro, wringing their hands and wailing, searching for + those whom they never again would see in this life; crowding into the + little fort, as if they knew a minute's delay would be fatal; some making + for the river, into which they plunged in a wild effort to reach the + eastern shore, while among the frantic masses appeared here and there a + fugitive from the scene of battle, perhaps wounded and telling his + dreadful story of the defeat, with all the woeful consequences that were + certain to follow. + </p> + <p> + With much difficulty and some rough work the lad reached the spot where he + had bidden his mother and the children goodbye, but none of the three was + in sight. They had been swept aside by the rush of the terrified people. + </p> + <p> + A cry sounded above the tumult, and before he could learn where it came + from, the arms of his mother were about his neck. + </p> + <p> + "Thank Heaven! my boy is safe! You do not know what I have suffered. I + could learn nothing about you. Are you hurt?" + </p> + <p> + "Not a scratch—which is more than many other poor fellows can say. + Where are the children?" + </p> + <p> + A tiny hand was slipped into his own, and looking down, there stood Linna, + with her forefinger between her teeth, looking shyly up at him. There + could be no doubt she felt fully acquainted. + </p> + <p> + Alice came forward on the other side. Neither understood the cause of the + turmoil about them. They were not scared, but were awed into silence. + </p> + <p> + "I saw Omas," explained Ben to his mother; "he saved me from the fate of + many others." + </p> + <p> + "Where is he?" + </p> + <p> + "A little way off, under the bank, waiting with his canoe, to take us + across the river. + </p> + <p> + "He says we must hurry through the woods for the settlements on the Upper + Delaware. Every hour that we stay increases our danger." + </p> + <p> + "Let me take Alice; lead the way." + </p> + <p> + Clasping tight the hand of Linna, with his mother at his heels, Ben pushed + for the point where he had left the Delaware a few minutes before. + </p> + <p> + Strange that though the distance was not far, and the confusion seemed to + be increasing every minute, the little party had not gone half way when + they were checked by one of the men that had been in the battle. He was + slightly wounded, and under the influence of liquor. + </p> + <p> + "Who's that you've got with you?" he demanded, looking down at Linna, who + saw no danger in the act. + </p> + <p> + "A friend of Alice and me." + </p> + <p> + "She looks like an Injin," added the soldier, scowling threateningly at + her; "if she is, I want her." + </p> + <p> + "I told you she is a friend of ours—get out of my way!" + </p> + <p> + The soldier's condition enabled Ben to tumble him over on his back by + means of a vigorous shove. Before he could steady himself and get upon his + feet again, the others were beyond reach. + </p> + <p> + I am sure he would not have acted that way, had he been in the possession + of his senses. + </p> + <p> + When Ben parted from Omas, he was without a rifle, but on joining him + again, the warrior had a fine weapon in his hand. It was not the one with + which he appeared at the house. The lad might have guessed how he got it, + but he did not ask any questions, nor seem to notice it. + </p> + <p> + As the party came up, Omas merely glanced at Mrs. Ripley and her child, + but did not speak. As for his own little girl, he gave her no notice. + Young as she was, she understood him, and did not claim any attention from + him. If they had been alone, she would have been in his arms with their + cheeks together. + </p> + <p> + "Go 'cross," said he, pointing toward the other shore. + </p> + <p> + "Ben has told me what you said: we are ready," replied Mrs. Ripley. + </p> + <p> + He held the canoe steady and motioned her to take her place in it. She did + so, and Alice nestled at her feet, being careful not to stir, for such + frail craft are easily upset. + </p> + <p> + The canoe was small, and the weight of the mother and child sank it quite + low, though it would hold another adult. + </p> + <p> + "Get in," added Omas to the lad. + </p> + <p> + Ben obeyed. He knew all about such boats, and could have paddled it across + had there been a paddle to use, but there was none. + </p> + <p> + When the Delaware laid his rifle inside with Ben's, it was evident he + intended to swim, towing or shoving the boat. + </p> + <p> + "Come, Linna, there's just room for you," added the youth, reaching out + his hand for the dusky little girl. + </p> + <p> + Instead of obeying, she looked up at her father and said something to + which he made answer brusquely, as it sounded to the others. + </p> + <p> + Retreating several paces from shore, she ran nimbly to the edge of the + bank, and with a leap splashed away beyond the bow of the canoe, and began + swimming like a fish for the eastern shore. + </p> + <p> + It was a real treat for her, even though she did not remove any of her + clothing. The weather was sultry, and the bath refreshingly cool. Not + comprehending the sad scenes around her, she dived, and splashed, and + frolicked, easily keeping in advance of the boat. + </p> + <p> + Truth to tell, the canoe had all it could hold, and Omas, who swam at the + stern, handled it with care to prevent it overturning. The water rose + almost to the gunwales, and a little jolt or carelessness would have + capsized it. + </p> + <p> + The Delaware swam high out of water. He knew the boat would attract the + attention of some of his own people on the bank, who, if they thought the + occupants were escaping, would either pursue or fire on them. + </p> + <p> + The sight of the Indian, however, at the stern would make it appear that + they were already prisoners, and the other warriors would give their + attention elsewhere. + </p> + <p> + Omas kept clear of Monacacy Island, and by and by his feet touched ground. + Before that, the dripping Linna had run out on land, and so the whole + party safely reached the eastern shore. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0005" id="link2HCH0005"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER FIVE: IN THE WOODS + </h2> + <p> + You have not forgotten what I told you about the mountain range, which + shuts in Wyoming Valley on the east. It is a thousand feet in height, + abounding with ravines, clefts, rocks, boulders and the most rugged kind + of places. + </p> + <p> + The fugitives who fled from the Susquehanna to escape the Indians had to + make their way over these mountains, and then find their way through sixty + miles of trackless woods to the Delaware River. A great many succeeded in + doing so, but the deaths and sufferings in the vast stretch of forest gave + it the dreadful name of "The Shades of Death," by which it is often + referred to even to this day. + </p> + <p> + Omas swam at the rear of the small canoe, as I told you, with Mrs. Ripley + and her two children seated inside and balancing themselves with great + care to prevent the heavily loaded craft from sinking or overturning. + </p> + <p> + More than one Seneca or Oneida Indian, or perhaps a Tory, that had chased + some terrified fugitives to the edge of the river, halted and made ready + to fire upon the canoe, whose occupants were seen to be three white + persons. + </p> + <p> + When they looked again, however, they observed the head and shoulders of + an Indian warrior, who was plainly propelling the craft in front of him. + That was enough to satisfy them. + </p> + <p> + On the way over, Linna, the little Indian girl, amused herself by diving + under the canoe, sometimes appearing on one side and then on the other, + sometimes in front and then at the rear. She even ventured to impose upon + her father by splashing water in his painted face. She did little of that, + and he paid no attention to it. + </p> + <p> + The sun had not yet set when the grim warrior and his child emerged on the + eastern shore, their garments dripping, but caring nothing for that. The + boat was drawn far enough up the bank to prevent its being swept away by + the current, and then all stood side by side, and as if by a common + impulse, looked back at the shore they had left. + </p> + <p> + The smoke from the burning Fort Wintermoot still rested on the calm + surface of the river, and filtered among the green vegetation near the + scene of the battle. Other buildings had been fired, and mingled their + vapor with it. + </p> + <p> + Here and there, every minute or two, sounded the sharp crack of a rifle. + This too often meant that some fugitive had been run down by his cruel + pursuer, who listened to no pleadings for mercy. A good many had taken + refuge on Monacacy Island, from which the reports of guns continually + came. + </p> + <p> + I have not the space here to tell you of the wonderful escapes at Wyoming, + the particulars of which I have given in another work. + </p> + <p> + One boy, who was with several men near Fort Jenkins before the battle, saw + all the men shot down or captured; but he hid himself among some willows + and was not noticed. + </p> + <p> + If you ever visit the scene of the battle, you will notice a broad, flat + stone, called Queen Esther's Rock, a half dozen miles below Wilkesbarre. + Queen Esther was an old, cruel, half breed woman who came with the + Indians. She is sometimes known as Katharine Montour. A son of hers was + killed in the conflict, and she was so angered that she had sixteen + captives placed around the rock, and meant to slay them all, while the + warriors prevented them from escaping. + </p> + <p> + Nevertheless two of the young men jumped up and started on a run for the + river. The guards dashed after them. One caught his toe, and rolled + headlong down the bank into some bushes. Instead of springing up again, as + he first started to do, he lay still, and though the Indians almost + stepped upon him, he was not discovered, and got off without harm. + </p> + <p> + The other reached the river, took a running leap and dived, and swam under + water as far as he could. When he came up to breathe, the waiting red men + fired at him again and again. He was wounded, but not badly, and, reaching + the other side, caught a stray horse, made a bridle from a hickory withe, + and soon joined his friend. + </p> + <p> + Another fugitive, after running until he was so tired out he could hardly + stand, and hearing the Indians near, backed into a hollow log and awaited + his fate. He had been in the hollow but a few minutes when a spider spun + its web across the entrance. A few minutes later, two warriors sat down on + the log. They noticed how good a hiding place it would be for the white + man, and one of them leaned over to peep in. As he did so, he saw the + spider web. He was sure that it would not be there if the man was inside, + and did not search further. When the warriors left, the man crawled out + and got safely away. + </p> + <p> + You know that the home of the Ripleys was on the eastern shore, which they + left that same morning. They had crossed over in a large flatboat with a + number of other families, so that now they were near their own home again. + Omas had guided the canoe, too, so they landed not far from the little + structure. + </p> + <p> + "Omas," said the mother, "I understand you wish us to go to the Delaware." + </p> + <p> + "Yes," he replied, "Iroquois won't hurt you there—must go." + </p> + <p> + "We haven't a particle of food with us; Ben has his gun and may have a + chance to shoot some game on the way—more than likely, he will have + no chance at all; it will take us several days to reach Stroudsburg, + which, I believe, is the nearest point. Don't you think it best that we + should stop at the house and get what food we can?" + </p> + <p> + "Yes, we do dat; come 'long; not great time." + </p> + <p> + There could be no safer guide than the Delaware, when his race were such + complete masters of the situation; though there was risk that a patriot + hiding somewhere in the neighborhood might take a shot at him, under the + belief that he meant harm to the captives. + </p> + <p> + The humble log structure was found just as it was left that morning. If + any of the marauding bands of Indians paid it a visit, they did not linger + after seeing it was tenantless. + </p> + <p> + There was a whole loaf of bread and part of another left beside some + cooked chicken, and a number of live ones were scratching the ground + outside, as if they had no concern in what was going on. + </p> + <p> + "The weather is warm now," remarked the prudent housewife, "but a cold + storm may set in before we reach shelter." + </p> + <p> + With which she folded a blanket from her bed and laid it over her arm. + </p> + <p> + "It will come handy to sleep on," added Ben, who did the same with a + second, despite the weight of his rifle, which (as they were made in those + days) was a good load of itself for a strong boy. + </p> + <p> + Omas showed some impatience, though his companions did not understand the + cause. His actions, indeed, were curious. They supposed he meant to + conduct them all or a greater part of the way to Stroudsburg, though at + times he appeared to be hesitating over it, or over some other scheme he + had in mind. + </p> + <p> + Ben Ripley had rambled among the rugged scenery, on the eastern shore of + the river, having gone with his father many times when he was on hunting + excursions; but he was not as familiar with the ins and outs of the + mountains as the Delaware, whose village was a good many miles away. + </p> + <p> + None of the party had eaten anything of account since the early morning + meal, before they crossed the Susquehanna. The dangers, excitement, and + suspense of the hours drove away the thought of food. Young as was Linna, + she had already learned not to ask for it when either of her parents chose + not to offer it to her. Doubtless she was hungry, but if so, no one else + knew it. Alice had been given bread when at Forty Fort, and she now + suggested that some more would not come amiss. + </p> + <p> + "We all need it," said Ben; "why not take our last meal in our old home? + You have no objection Omas?" + </p> + <p> + "Eat here," was his reply. + </p> + <p> + The guns were leaned against the walls, the blankets put aside and all + gathered round the board. The Delaware had done the same before when + visiting the family, and acquired the civilized form of eating, while + Linna picked it up during the brief time spent with her friends. + </p> + <p> + The meal lasted but a few minutes, when they once more gathered up their + luggage, as it may be called, left the house, and with Omas in the lead, + struck into the mountains on the long tramp to the Delaware. + </p> + <p> + The sun went down while they were picking their way through the rough + section. The Ripleys expected to do much hard travelling, but their + guide's knowledge of every turn enabled him to pick out paths which none + ever suspected. Sometimes the climbing was abrupt, but all, even to Alice, + were accustomed to that kind of work, and they kept up a steady gait, + which must have placed many miles to the rear if continued long. + </p> + <p> + Omas continued at the head. Directly behind him walked his child, the path + most of the time being so narrow that they were obliged to travel in + Indian file. Then came Alice and her mother, while Ben considered himself + the rearguard. When the space allowed, Alice took the hand of her parent, + but Linna never presumed to speak to or interfere with her grim, silent + parent. + </p> + <p> + Darkness closed around them before they had gone a couple of miles. During + all this time the tramp continued in silence, probably not a dozen words + being spoken. Each of the three elder was using eyes and ears to the + utmost. + </p> + <p> + The sharp crack of a rifle broke the silence, not more than a hundred + yards to the right of them. Everyone started except Omas, who acted as if + he did not hear the report. He made no change in his pace, and so far as + the others could see in the gloom, did not turn his head. They concluded, + therefore, that no cause for alarm existed. + </p> + <p> + Fairly through the mountain spur and among the deep woods, the journey was + pushed until the night was well along. Suddenly, Omas made a short turn to + the right and stopping in a hollow, where there were several large + boulders, he said—"We stay here all night." + </p> + <p> + The words were a surprise, for it was expected he would travel for a long + time. He, Mrs. Ripley and Linna could have done so without inconvenience, + but Alice was tired out. Her relatives were pretty well burdened already, + though either would have carried her had it been necessary; but the party + had gained so good a start that there seemed little risk in making a long + stop. + </p> + <p> + Omas reached down one hand and laid it on the bare head of Alice, saying + in a voice of strange gentleness—"Little girl tired—she can + rest." + </p> + <p> + And then all knew he had ceased walking because of her. Had she not been a + member of the party, he would have kept the rest on their feet until the + sun appeared above the forest. + </p> + <p> + "Yes, I'm tired, Omas," said the little one wearily, holding the hand of + the Delaware in both her own; "I'm glad you stopped." + </p> + <p> + The gloom was so deep, for there was no moon until very late (and if there + had been, its rays could not have pierced the dense foliage), that they + could hardly see each other's figures. Omas hastily gathered some leaves + and dead twigs, which were heaped together against one of the boulders. + Then he produced his flint and steel—for he had learned the trick + long before of the whites—and by and by a shower of sparks was + flying from the swift, sharp blows of the metal against the hard stone. A + minute later one of the sparks "caught," and under his nursing a fire was + speedily under way. + </p> + <p> + While he was thus engaged, Mrs. Ripley spread the blankets on the ground + and Alice stretched her tired little body upon one of them. + </p> + <p> + "Mamma, I guess God will excuse me for not saying my prayers," she + murmured, as she closed her eyes and sank into slumber. + </p> + <p> + Linna was tired, too, but she kept her feet and looked at her father for + his permission, before presuming to lie down. + </p> + <p> + "Come, Linna, here is your place beside Alice," said the mother kindly. + </p> + <p> + Again she turned to her father, who was standing by the fire, looking off + in the gloom, as if he suspected something wrong. + </p> + <p> + He gave the permission in their native tongue and she cuddled down beside + her friend without further waiting. + </p> + <p> + "Mother," said Ben, "you had better lie down with them." + </p> + <p> + "Not yet," she replied, with a significant look at he Delaware, whose back + was toward them. + </p> + <p> + "What about him?" asked the surprised lad in a low voice. + </p> + <p> + "He is meditating something evil: he wants to leave us. + </p> + <p> + "What evil is there in that, if he thinks we have gone far enough to be + safe?" + </p> + <p> + "You have forgotten that he fought with the Iroquois today; he wants to go + back to Wyoming and join them in their work." + </p> + <p> + "If that is so, how can we hinder him?" + </p> + <p> + "I don't know that we can; but I shall try it." + </p> + <p> + Ben busied himself gathering more wood, so that the fire cast a glow + several yards from where it burned against the boulder. + </p> + <p> + When he had collected enough to last a long while, he came back and sat + down by his mother. All this time the Delaware remained motionless, with + his face away from them. He was debating some troublous question in his + mind. They watched him closely. + </p> + <p> + He turned about abruptly, and said—"Omas must go—he say + 'goodnight' to his friends." + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0006" id="link2HCH0006"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER SIX: PUSHING EASTWARD + </h2> + <p> + No person in all the world is so quick to detect deception as a mother. It + is simply wonderful the way she will sometimes read one's thoughts. I am + sure you boys who have lagged on the road when sent on an errand, had a + scrimmage with some other boy, or done any one of the numerous acts in + which a mother persists in asking annoying questions, will agree with me. + </p> + <p> + While Omas, the Delaware warrior, stood with his face turned away from the + camp fire and looking off in the gloom, as if he was trying to discover + something in the darkness, Mrs. Ripley was sure she knew what the trouble + was: he was trying to decide whether he should stay longer with the little + party or leave them to make the rest of their way through the woods + without him. + </p> + <p> + He might well say they were now so far from Wyoming that they were in + little danger. They had but to keep on tramping for several days and + nights, and they would reach the little town of Stroudsburg, which, you + may know, is near Delaware Water Gap. There they need have no fear of the + red men. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley knew all this as well as Omas himself, but she did not wish + him to go back and join the hostile Iroquois, as he wanted to do. She felt + it would be far better if he would stay with them, for then he would do no + further harm to the white people. + </p> + <p> + When, therefore, he turned about and bade them goodbye, all doubt was + gone. Ben did not reply, but his mother rose from the other blanket on + which she had been sitting, walked quietly to where the Delaware was + standing, and laid her hand kindly on his arm. + </p> + <p> + "Omas, I do not wish you to leave us," she said. + </p> + <p> + He looked at her, for both stood where the firelight fell upon their + faces, and replied—"No danger—walk towards the rising sun—need + not walk fast—Iroquois won't hurt—soon be safe." + </p> + <p> + The lady was too wise to let her real objection appear. + </p> + <p> + "A while ago we heard the noise of a gun; our people are fleeing through + the woods, and the red men are following them. Alice is tired, and we have + stopped to rest. When we start again tomorrow, some of the red men will be + ahead of us. What shall we do without our friend Omas?" + </p> + <p> + "He have gun." he replied, indicating Ben. + </p> + <p> + "So have the red men, and there are more of them." + </p> + <p> + Now, if Mrs. Ripley was skilful in reading the thoughts of the Delaware, + it may be that he, too, suspected the real cause for her objections. Be + that as it may, it was plain he was not satisfied. He held the Ripley + family in too high regard to offend them openly; but Omas was set in his + ways. + </p> + <p> + He made no reply to the last remark, but stepped a little nearer the fire + and sat down, moody and silent. + </p> + <p> + "You have said enough, mother," remarked Ben in a low voice; "it will + anger him to say more. I will sit with my head against the rock; do you + lie down on the blanket and let your head rest in my lap. I think it will + be safe for us all." + </p> + <p> + With some hesitation the mother complied, the Delaware apparently paying + no heed to them. He kept his seat on the ground, looking gloomily into the + fire and in deep thought. A struggle was going on in his mind, and no one + could say whether the good or evil would win. + </p> + <p> + Ben Ripley was anxious that his mother should sleep. She had undergone the + severest of trials since early morning, and none had wrought harder than + she. The morrow would make further demands on her strength. As for + himself, he was young, sturdy, and could stand more and rally sooner than + she. + </p> + <p> + When, therefore, she said something in a low tone, he placed his hand + softly over her mouth and whispered—"S—h! go to sleep, baby." + </p> + <p> + He smoothed the silky hair away from the forehead so gently and so + soothingly that she could not resist the effect. She meant to keep awake + until Omas made his final decision; but no person can resist the approach + of slumber, except by active movement. + </p> + <p> + Before long, and while Ben's hand was still gliding like down over the + forehead, the faint, regular breathing showed she was asleep. + </p> + <p> + The son smiled. + </p> + <p> + "Good! The best mother that ever lived! Heavenly Father, watch over her + and spare her for many years. Watch over us all." + </p> + <p> + He looked across at Omas, on the other side of the camp fire, and saw the + Delaware gazing fixedly at him. + </p> + <p> + He arose as silently as a shadow and stepped nearer, peering down on the + pale, handsome face with its closed eyes. + </p> + <p> + "She sleep?" asked the Indian. + </p> + <p> + "Yes," replied Ben, softly, with a nod of his head. + </p> + <p> + He looked at her a moment and then across to the other blanket, where the + round, chubby cheeks of the little girls reflected the firelight. He + waited a moment, and then the gentler side of his nature triumphed. He + bent over the forms, kissed each in turn, straightened up, and pointing to + the eastward, said to Ben—"Go dat way—you safe—goodbye." + </p> + <p> + "Goodbye," replied the lad, knowing it was useless to protest. + </p> + <p> + Like the gliding of the shadow of a cloud, the Delaware passed beyond the + circle of light thrown out by the fire into the deep gloom of the wood. + The moccasins pressed the dry leaves without giving back any sound, and he + vanished. + </p> + <p> + "That makes a change of situation," was the conclusion of Ben Ripley; + "he's gone, and I become the general of this army; there's no telling what + danger may be abroad tonight, so I will keep my eyes open till sunrise, to + make sure that no harm comes to these folks." + </p> + <p> + And ten minutes after this decision the lad was as sound asleep as his + mother and the two little ones. + </p> + <p> + But there was One who did not slumber while all were unconscious. He ever + watches over His children, and,—though there were many perils abroad + that night, none of them came near our friends. + </p> + <p> + The camp fire which had been burning so brightly grew dimmer and lower + until the figures could hardly be seen. They gradually became more + indistinct, and finally the gloom was as deep as anywhere in the dense + woods. Only a few smouldering embers were left, and they gave out no glow. + </p> + <p> + Ben was still sleeping, when something tickled his nose. He rubbed it + vigorously with his forefinger and opened his eyes, confused and + bewildered. + </p> + <p> + An odd, chuckling laugh at his elbow drew his gaze hither. There stood + Linna, with the sprig of oak which she had been passing back and forth + under the base of his nose, making it feel for all the world like a fly + titillating his nostrils. + </p> + <p> + Ben made an attempt to catch the mischievous girl, but she deftly eluded + him, and laughed so heartily that the others awoke and looked wonderingly + to learn what it all meant. + </p> + <p> + "I'll pay you for that!" exclaimed the lad, as his mother raised her head + from his lap. Bounding to his feet, he darted after Linna, but she was so + nimble, and dodged back and forth and from right to left so fast, that it + took much effort to run her down. + </p> + <p> + Like all little girls, she was very "ticklish," and when he dallied with + his fingers about her plump neck, she dropped to the ground and kicked and + rolled over to get away from him. He let her up, and said with pretended + gravity that he never allowed any trifling with him without punishing the + person therefore. + </p> + <p> + Linna did not seem to notice the absence of her father, and asked no + questions. Ben told his mother how he went off after she fell asleep, and + the good woman saddened, for she was sure she understood it all. + </p> + <p> + The first thing done, after a few minutes' talk, was to kneel in prayer, + Mrs. Ripley leading in a petition to Heaven that all might be preserved + from harm and reach the distant settlement safely. She did not forget the + absent Omas, or the hundreds of hapless people whom they had left behind, + who were still in great danger. + </p> + <p> + It was Mrs. Ripley's custom always to offer prayer in the little household + at the beginning of each day. Linna, who had gained a dim idea of what the + touching act meant, bent on her knees beside Alice; and who shall say the + petition which went up from her heart was not heard and remembered by Him + who notices the fall of every sparrow. + </p> + <p> + And now came the serious business of the day. Many long miles of trackless + forest lay before them and the delay caused all to feel the need of hurry. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley gave to each a moderate portion of the food brought with them, + carefully preserving what was left, for they were sure to need that and + much more before reaching the end of their journey. The day promised to be + sultry like the preceding one, and each sadly missed the water with which + to quench their thirst and splash upon their faces and hands. + </p> + <p> + "We shall come across some before long," said Ben hopefully when he and + his mother had divided the luggage between them and set out toward the + rising sun; "we are a great deal better off than the poor folks of + Wyoming." + </p> + <p> + The mother pinched the clothing of Linna, and found it dried of the + moisture gained by her swim in the Susquehanna. + </p> + <p> + It is a curious practice among not only the Indians, but with many white + people, not to change wet stockings or garments for dry ones. I knew a + fisherman's boy whose father once punished him for removing his saturated + stockings and shoes for others. + </p> + <p> + "Always let 'em dry on you, and you won't catch cold," was his doctrine. + "Keep moving if you can, but don't change 'em." + </p> + <p> + I don't believe in the practice; but be that as it may, the little + Delaware girl showed no ill effects from sleeping in the clothing that had + been wet. As for her father, he would have been insulted at the mention of + such a thing to him. + </p> + <p> + Ben's belief about finding water proved true. They had gone hardly a half + mile from camp when they came upon a sparkling brook, cold and clear, and + abundant enough to serve all. Having no vessels with them, they lay down + and quaffed their fill. Then they bathed their faces and hands in the + delicious fluid, and were much refreshed. + </p> + <p> + The expectation was that they would travel a good many miles before night + again overtook them. The way, while rough and broken in many places, was + not hard, and all, even to the smaller children, were used to being on + their feet. There was little fear indeed that Linna would not do her part + as well as the older ones. Young as she was in years, she had been trained + to hardship from the time she could walk. Not only that, but, like all her + race, she had learned to bear suffering in silence and without sign of + pain. + </p> + <p> + She would have to become very tired before her companions would know it. + </p> + <p> + By and by the ground was found to be rising, and in the course of an hour + they gained an elevation which, having few trees, gave them an extended + view of the surrounding country. + </p> + <p> + Looking back in the direction of Wyoming, the sky was seen to be soiled by + the heavy smoke not only from the burned Fort Wintermoot, but from other + buildings that had been fired by the Tories and Indians. The sight was a + sorrowful one, and caused the mother and son some uneasiness. They seemed + nearer to the scene of the conflict than they had supposed, and—since + the people had been continually swimming the river, and taking flight in + the woods for the same point that was the destination of the Ripleys—it + was quite certain that some of the pursuers were not far off. + </p> + <p> + "We must make as little noise as we can," said Ben, when the party were + about to start forward again: "for there can be no telling how close we + are to Indians that are looking for us.' + </p> + <p> + "I think it better for you to walk a little way in front," suggested the + mother, "so as to warn us in time." + </p> + <p> + "The plan is a good one. I will keep in sight of you, and the minute I see + anything amiss, will make a sign, so you can stop at once." + </p> + <p> + This course was adopted. Ben carried one of the blankets flung over his + left arm as if it were an extra garment, and steadied the heavy rifle on + his shoulder with the other. As you remember, he was tall for his years, + strong, and with rugged health. + </p> + <p> + Had the weather been cooler he could have Kept up this method of traveling + for hours without fatigue; but the heat made it trying. True, at that + season of the year the foliage was dense on the trees and shut out the + sun's rays, except in the open spaces and natural clearings which they now + and then crossed; but the vegetation also stopped whatever breeze was + stirring, and obliged the members of the party to halt many times to rest + and cool themselves. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley had but few extra things to carry, and showed less fatigue + than anyone, excepting the Delaware child. The latter and Alice walked + most of the time side by side, and generally with clasped hands. There was + no use of their trying to keep their tongues still, but they were wise + enough to speak in whispers and such soft undertones that no one else + could tell what they said, and therefore nothing was to be feared on that + account from any enemies in the neighborhood. + </p> + <p> + "Why not he make sign?" was the startling question of Linna, pointing at + Ben, before the party had gone far after their brief rest. + </p> + <p> + "What do you mean?" asked the puzzled Mrs. Ripley; "he isn't to make any + sign to us till he sees or hears something wrong." + </p> + <p> + "People off dere!" replied Linna, pointing ahead and to the right of their + course. "Me hear dem speak." + </p> + <p> + It was true. The keen ears of the child had discovered a peril that no one + else suspected. She alone had caught the sound of voices that escaped all + other ears. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0007" id="link2HCH0007"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER SEVEN: JABEZ ZITNER + </h2> + <p> + At this moment Ben Ripley was about a hundred feet in advance of the party + and ascending a ridge in the woods, which were so open that he was in + plain sight of the others. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley, on hearing the alarming words of the little Delaware girl, + came to a stop. It seemed strange that Linna should have caught the sounds + noticed by no one else, and that, too, while she was whispering to her + companion, Alice; but even at that tender age the inherited sharpness of + hearing had been trained to a wonderfully fine degree. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley was too prudent to argue with her. It was not wise to take any + chances. Above all, it was important that Ben should know the truth, for + he was still walking away from them with no knowledge of their discovery. + </p> + <p> + "S—h!" The sibilant noise made by the mother's lips crossed the + space and the listening lad halted and looked round. She did not speak, + but beckoned him to come back. He obeyed at once. + </p> + <p> + "Linna says she heard voices a minute ago, over yonder," whispered Mrs. + Ripley, as her son joined them. + </p> + <p> + "So me did," added Linna, in answer to the inquiring look of the lad. + </p> + <p> + "You have sharp ears, little one; but are you sure?" + </p> + <p> + "Me am," was the confident reply. + </p> + <p> + "Where were they?" + </p> + <p> + She again pointed out the direction. + </p> + <p> + "That must be looked into: wait till I come back, and—" + </p> + <p> + "S—h!" interrupted the mother. + </p> + <p> + All caught an indistinct murmur, which proved Linna was right. + </p> + <p> + "Me tell you—eh?" she said in a proud undertone, her black eyes + sparkling with triumph. + </p> + <p> + "You are right: wait till I learn whether they are friends or enemies. I + will not be gone long." + </p> + <p> + Leaving the anxious group clustered together, Ben faced in the direction + of the sounds, which had stopped, and were so faint when heard that he + could not tell whether they belonged to friends or foes. + </p> + <p> + As nearly as he could find out, the parties were just beyond the crest of + the ridge, and, but for the warning of Linna, he would have run into the + danger before knowing it. + </p> + <p> + With the utmost care he went up the slope. He leaned forward and stepped + more slowly, avoiding, so far as he could, making any noise on the leaves + or against the bushes and limbs which he had to push aside to allow him to + advance. + </p> + <p> + At the instant of reaching the highest point he heard the voices again, so + close that he knew they were made by white people, who were in a clump of + dense undergrowth. A faint wreath of smoke filtering through the branches + overhead showed they had started a small fire, beside which they were + probably sitting or reclining on the ground. + </p> + <p> + Now that he was certain they belonged to his own race, he had less fear. + Still, they might prove unpleasant neighbors when they came to know one of + the party was a daughter of Omas. Turning toward his friends, who were + watching him, Ben made a sign for them to stay where they were while he + went forward. + </p> + <p> + He moved with the same care as before, but an unexpected accident spoiled + everything. His foot caught in a wire-like vine, and he almost fell on his + hands and knees. Aware that he had betrayed himself, he threw aside + further caution, hurried down the slope, and called out in a guarded + undertone— + </p> + <p> + "Helloa there, friends!" + </p> + <p> + "Who are you?" was the demand that instantly followed, and from the + undergrowth, beside a small fire, two men suddenly rose upright, each with + rifle in hand. + </p> + <p> + Ben recognized them. One was Jabez Zitner and the other Horace Burwink—both + middle aged, sturdy, and strong. They were neighbors, and had taken part + in the engagement the day before, but, escaping without harm, were now on + their way to the settlements of the Upper Delaware. + </p> + <p> + A meeting of this kind would have been pleasing in the highest degree, for + it added great strength to the party; but a misgiving came to the lad when + he recognized Zitner. He was the man who, when partially intoxicated the + previous afternoon, had tried to take Linna from him and was vigorously + shoved aside by her friend. + </p> + <p> + "Helloa, Ben! where did you come from?" asked Zitner, who was now entirely + himself. + </p> + <p> + "Glad to see you," added Burwink, and the two extended their hands. "You + gave us a great scare, for the woods are full of redskins." + </p> + <p> + "You startled me, too," replied Ben. "I am travelling with my mother and + sister to Stroudsburg. I suppose you are aiming for the same place?" + </p> + <p> + "Yes—if we ever get there. What become of that little sarpent you + had with you yesterday?" + </p> + <p> + It was Zitner who asked the question. Ben's face flushed, for he did not + like to hear Linna spoken of in that way. + </p> + <p> + "She is with us," he quietly replied. + </p> + <p> + "What are you going to do with her?" + </p> + <p> + "She is in our care, and goes wherever we go." + </p> + <p> + "You seem mighty fond of the people who played the mischief with us + yesterday." + </p> + <p> + "Jabez Zitner, I fought just as hard as you, and did all I could to drive + back the Iroquois and Tories, but I don't fight little children six years + old." + </p> + <p> + "Who's talking about fighting 'em?" demanded Zitner angrily. "Their people + didn't spare our women and children." + </p> + <p> + "They are savages, but you and I claim to be civilized." + </p> + <p> + "That's all well enough, but my motto is—fight fire with fire." + Burwink was listening to this sharp interchange of words, the meaning of + which he caught. Wishing to make a friend of him, for Ben foresaw trouble, + he asked—"Am I not right, Mr. Burwink?" + </p> + <p> + "I should say—on general principles you are; but, after yesterday, I + don't feel much love for any of the varmints. Who is this Injin gal that + you are talking about?" + </p> + <p> + Ben was too wise to give the name of Linna's father, knowing he would be + instantly recognized as one of the fiercest warriors that had taken part + in the invasion and battle. He therefore replied— + </p> + <p> + "She is a girl named Linna; she is of the same age as our Alice, and was + visiting her when we crossed the river to Forty Fort yesterday morning. We + could do nothing but take her with us, and I will defend her with my + life." + </p> + <p> + "You are talking big," remarked Zitner, with a scornful look at the sturdy + lad. "Who is the gal's father?" + </p> + <p> + "That makes no difference; but I will say he belongs to the Delaware + tribe, most of whom are friends to our people." + </p> + <p> + "There were plenty of them with the Senecas and Oneidas yesterday, and + they fought like wild cats, too. But why don't you bring your folks + forward?" added Zitner, looking inquiringly around. + </p> + <p> + "I will do so. Wait a few minutes." + </p> + <p> + He strode back and over the top of the ridge, until he caught sight of the + frightened group. + </p> + <p> + "Come on!" he called, beckoning to them. "Mr. Zitner and Burwink are here, + and want to see you." + </p> + <p> + With an expression of thankfulness, Mrs. Ripley, clasping a hand of each + of the children, walked up the slope, and passed over to where the couple + awaited their approach by the camp fire. She shook hands with each, and + expressed her pleasure at meeting them. They did the same toward her, and + then all, with the exception of the children, seated themselves on the + fallen tree beside which the small fire was burning. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley had observed the little incident the preceding afternoon, when + Zitner tried to stop Linna. She was ill at ease, for she noticed how + sharply he looked at the child. She hoped, however, that now he was fully + himself, he would be ashamed of his action, or at least make no reference + to it. + </p> + <p> + No fear of her doing so. She showed her tact by leading the conversation + in another direction. + </p> + <p> + "When did you leave Wyoming?" + </p> + <p> + "Burwink and I didn't get a chance to swim over until nearly midnight, and + then we had a rough time of it. There were plenty of others that tried to + do the same and never got to this side." + </p> + <p> + "When did you leave?" asked Burwink of the lady. + </p> + <p> + "We crossed before it was dark." + </p> + <p> + "How did you manage it? Swim?" + </p> + <p> + "No; we came over in a canoe. A Delaware Indian, the father of Linna, swam + behind the boat and pushed it across. But for him, we never could have + gotten away." + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley, like her son, meant to keep the name of their friend from + these men. There was no danger of either her or Ben telling it; but + neither thought of another means they had of learning it. + </p> + <p> + At this point, Alice went to her mother and leaned against her knees, with + her gaze on the faces of the men. She had been standing beside Linna, + whose eyes were never once removed from the displeasing countenance of + Zitner. + </p> + <p> + She must have noticed the incident referred to, for the expression on her + round face was of dislike and distrust. She stood further off from the men + than anyone else—silent, watchful, and suspicious. + </p> + <p> + Zitner now looked at her. + </p> + <p> + "Come here," he said coaxingly, extending his hand. + </p> + <p> + "No; me won't. Me don't like you," she replied, with an angry flirt and + backward step. + </p> + <p> + "Jingo!" exclaimed the surprised Zitner; "I didn't think she could talk + our lingo. Say, Miss Spitfire, what is your father's name?" + </p> + <p> + Before either Mrs. Ripley or her son could interpose, Linna answered + defiantly—"He Omas—great warrior—kill good many white + people—kill you!" + </p> + <p> + The reply caused consternation on the part of Mrs. Ripley and Ben, but the + boy shut his lips tight. He could not but admire the bravery of the child, + and he was determined to stand by her to the end. + </p> + <p> + The mother was in despair, but she relied mainly on persuasion and prayer. + </p> + <p> + With no idea of what all this meant, Alice looked in the face of each + person in turn while speaking. + </p> + <p> + "She's a chip off the old block," said Burwink, with a laugh. "She doesn't + seem to have much fear of you, Jabez." + </p> + <p> + "I am hopeful she will feel different when she grows older," soothingly + remarked Mrs. Ripley. + </p> + <p> + "I'd like to know what you build your hope on," replied Zitner, still + curiously watching the child. + </p> + <p> + "I expect to have her a good deal under my care, and I shall do all I can + to instruct her aright. This morning she knelt with us in prayer. You must + remember she is very young, and has heard little, if anything, of + Christianity." + </p> + <p> + Zitner shook his head. + </p> + <p> + "It's born in 'em, and you can't get it out." + </p> + <p> + "But, Mr. Zitner, you will not deny that we have a good many Christian + Indians. There are plenty of them at Gnadenhutten, and the Moravian + missionaries have been the means of turning hundreds from darkness to + light. If they can do that with full grown warriors and women, may we not + hope for the best from those of tender years?" + </p> + <p> + "I don't know about that," was the dogged reply. "I never believed in this + conversion business." + </p> + <p> + "What can you mean by such a remark?" asked the shocked lady. + </p> + <p> + "I mean, religion is good enough for white people, but don't work with + Injins. They will pretend they're good, but are only waiting for a chance + to do mischief." + </p> + <p> + "The converted Delawares have never taken part in the wars against us. You + know that as well as I." + </p> + <p> + "How about Omas?" + </p> + <p> + "He makes no pretence of Christianity." + </p> + <p> + "And therefore has no claim on our indulgence." + </p> + <p> + "No one has said he has," observed Ben, coming to his mother's help; "he + will never ask quarter from you or any white man." + </p> + <p> + "Where is he now? He brought you over the river, but seems to have + deserted you." + </p> + <p> + "He left because he didn't think we had further need of his aid; we can + get along without him." + </p> + <p> + "Now, see here," added Zitner, straightening up on the log and slapping + his knee; "I'll tell you what I've made up my mind to do. I am willing to + give in to Mrs. Ripley that far, that I won't harm that youngster—that + is, I will leave it to her father whether I shall or shan't." + </p> + <p> + Neither mother nor son could understand the meaning of this strange + remark. They waited for the man to explain. + </p> + <p> + "I'm going to take her with us as a hostage. We're not clear of the + varmints yet. I believe Omas himself ain't far off, and the rest will be + on our heels all the way to Stroudsburg. If they get us in a tight place, + I'll let 'em know we've got the gal of Omas with us, and if they harm a + hair of our heads it'll be all up with her. We'll take her clean to + Stroudsburg, and then turn her loose, for we won't have any further need + of her; but she must go with us." + </p> + <p> + "Jabez Zitner," said Ben Ripley—"the moment you lay your hand on + that child I will shoot you!" + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0008" id="link2HCH0008"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER EIGHT: LINNA'S WOODCRAFT + </h2> + <p> + No one could have looked into the face of Ben Ripley without seeing he + meant just what he said. + </p> + <p> + Jabez Zitner supposed, when he made known that he intended to take the + little Delaware girl with him as a hostage, that though it might be + displeasing to the Ripleys, they would not dare object; but he was + mistaken. + </p> + <p> + The lad was sitting furthest away on the fallen tree, with his rifle + resting across his knees, when he warned the man that if he laid a hand on + Linna he would shoot him. + </p> + <p> + Ben spoke low, but mingling with his words were two faint clicking sounds. + They were made by the hammer of his rifle, as with his thumb he drew it + back ready for use. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes glittered, + and he rose to his feet and looked at the startled man. + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley gave a gasp of fright and clasped her hands, while the + children mutely stared. + </p> + <p> + Even Zitner was silent. He knew Ben's pluck, but did not believe it would + take him thus far, for it looked as if there were two adults against a + single boy. + </p> + <p> + Burwink however, was more of a man than his companion. He looked smilingly + at Ben and said—"Jabez, I reckon this has gone far enough." + </p> + <p> + "What do you mean?'" angrily asked the other. + </p> + <p> + "You must leave the little gal alone." + </p> + <p> + "Oh, thank you! thank you!" exclaimed Mrs. Ripley. "I might have known you + would see that right is done." + </p> + <p> + Zitner had a few sharp words with his friend, but the latter was + immovable. He would not listen to his proposition, and that ended the + matter. + </p> + <p> + "Well," finally said Zitner, rising to his feet, "I intended to see you + folks safe to the Delaware; but I won't have anything to do with you now. + Come, Horace." + </p> + <p> + He strode off without another word or looking to the right or left. + Burwink waited a minute, and then, with a quizzical look at Mrs. Ripley + and her son asked— + </p> + <p> + "Do you think you can stand it?" + </p> + <p> + "We shall have to," replied Ben. + </p> + <p> + "Well, goodbye, and good luck to you;" and he followed his friend among + the trees. + </p> + <p> + "That was a luckier ending than I expected," remarked Ben, letting down + the hammer of his rifle. + </p> + <p> + "If Mr. Burwink had sided with him, there would have been no help for it," + said his mother. + </p> + <p> + "Such people are always cowards. I wasn't afraid of him." + </p> + <p> + Now that they had departed, Linna came over to her champion—though + she could not have fully understood all that had passed—and placed + her hand confidingly on his shoulder. + </p> + <p> + "Linna, I have two sisters," he said tenderly; "yonder is one, and her + name is Alice: can you tell me the name of the other?" + </p> + <p> + "Yes—she name be Linna." + </p> + <p> + "You are right. Now, if you will kiss me, I won't tickle you any more for + making my nose itch this morning." + </p> + <p> + The lips were put up to his, and with deep affection on the part of both, + the salute was exchanged. + </p> + <p> + "If any more white people show themselves, and they ask you your father's + name, let mother and me answer for you." + </p> + <p> + "Me do what you say," was the obedient response. + </p> + <p> + It need not be said that our friends were greatly relieved by the + departure of Zitner. While as I have already said, they ought to have been + glad of the company of him and Burwink, they would have been ill at ease + so long as the surly fellow was with them. He surely held no good will + toward the little girl, and would have found some chance to show it. + </p> + <p> + "But are we really rid of him?" asked Ben of his mother. The two sat close + to each other on the tree, and the children were playing a few steps away. + </p> + <p> + "I am quite sure we are." + </p> + <p> + "He may steal back tonight, if we camp near." + </p> + <p> + "Why should he? He does not want to harm Linna, but to use her as a means + of safety against her own people." + </p> + <p> + "That was what he said, but I don't believe him. It seems to me we ought + to change our course, to be certain of not meeting him again." + </p> + <p> + "As you think best." + </p> + <p> + "We have had a good rest. Come, girls, we must be off." Taking the lead as + before, Ben strode down the incline, bearing more to the left than he had + been doing. + </p> + <p> + All smiled at Linna, for she noticed the change on the instant. + </p> + <p> + "You go wrong," she said; "dat not right way." + </p> + <p> + "Which is the right way, Miss Smartness?" + </p> + <p> + She pointed it out. + </p> + <p> + "You are right, but that is the course of that bad man, who doesn't like + you. We will go around, so as not to see him again." + </p> + <p> + She was satisfied, and gave her attention to Alice, who thought it odd + that she and Ben should have so many disputes. + </p> + <p> + Over the varying surface, turning aside now and then to pass some obstacle + in the shape of rocks or ravines—now up hill and down, among the + dense trees, where the briars and bushes scratched their hands and faces, + across small rippling streams and natural clearings—they pushed on + until the sun was far beyond meridian and the halt and rest were grateful. + </p> + <p> + "I don't think we need give any more thought to Zitner," said Ben; "and I + am sure we are all glad. He could not find us now, if he tried." + </p> + <p> + "If they kept to their course, we must be several miles apart." + </p> + <p> + "I have been working my way back, so that, after all, I do not think we + have lost much ground. I hope Miss Linna is satisfied." + </p> + <p> + "She would make complaint if she was not." + </p> + <p> + They had stopped near another of the small running streams, for it was + harder to do without water than food. + </p> + <p> + "I'm hungry, mother." + </p> + <p> + "So we all are," she added, producing half a loaf, which was the last of + their food. + </p> + <p> + "To leave any portion of this will only aggravate all your appetites, so + we will finish it." + </p> + <p> + The bread was divided among the four, and when eating ceased not a crumb + was left. + </p> + <p> + "It isn't a good time of the year for hunting, mother, but if I can get + sight of any game, I'll bring it down, whether it is a deer, bear, wild + turkey, quail, or anything that will serve for a meal." + </p> + <p> + "It isn't a time to be particular—in watching for danger look also + for game." + </p> + <p> + "That's what I have been doing for the last few hours." + </p> + <p> + With the passage of time and the increase of the distance between them and + Wyoming the hopes of the little party naturally rose. They were now a good + many miles from their old home, and as yet had not seen a single red man. + That numbers were abroad there could be no doubt, although it is a fact + that a great many people did not start eastward until several days after + the battle. + </p> + <p> + But it was a long, long way to the Delaware, with the travelling such as + they had to face. I have spoken of the forest as being trackless and a + wrong impression may have been given. An old trail led from the + Susquehanna to the Delaware, and was followed by many of the fugitives; + but great risk was run by those who did so, for most of the pursuers used + the same path. As a consequence, some were overtaken and slain. + </p> + <p> + Those who avoided the beaten route of necessity suffered greater + hardships; but none was equal to that of meeting their enemies. Omas took + care to steer wide of this trail when leading the party into the wild + section to the east of the river, and he showed them that he wished them + to do the same. Ben was too wise to forget his wishes. + </p> + <p> + The location of the sun in the sky, the appearance of the bark and moss, + and the tops of certain trees, enabled the young woodman to keep a pretty + true course. He remarked, with a laugh, that if there was any likelihood + of going wrong, Linna would correct him. + </p> + <p> + The afternoon was well past before they came upon any more water, and, + with the warm weather and their long tramp, all suffered from thirst. They + were not traversing a desert country, however, and soon found what they + wanted in abundance. + </p> + <p> + "But," said Ben, "I am worried about food, mother. It is nearly night, and + we haven't a mouthful. I suppose if there was plenty, I wouldn't feel half + as bad, but it seems to me I was never so hungry in all my life." + </p> + <p> + "That is natural; but, if necessary, we can go all night without food." + </p> + <p> + "If necessary, of course we can, but I dread it. Alice and Linna will + suffer, though I'm not so sure about Linna. I would give almost anything + for a wild turkey." + </p> + <p> + The dusky child looked up from where she was sitting on the ground, + playing with Alice. + </p> + <p> + "Want turkey—eh?" she asked. + </p> + <p> + "Yes; have you any to sell?" + </p> + <p> + "Me get you one." + </p> + <p> + Mother and son stared in amazement. They could not believe she was in + earnest. She saw it and, with a grin, added—"Omas showed Linna how + get turkey." + </p> + <p> + "What can she be driving at?" asked the puzzled Ben. "She surely would not + say what she does without reason. Linna, teach Ben how to get a wild + turkey; we want one for supper, for if we don't have it, we shall all have + to go without food." + </p> + <p> + "Me hungry," she ventured; "so be Alice—so be you." + </p> + <p> + "You are right. Come, sister, show me how to catch a turkey." + </p> + <p> + She gravely rose from the ground. Her face appeared serious, but those who + looked at her closely detected a sparkle of the black eyes, for all the + world as if she meditated some prank upon her confiding friends. Ben was + suspicious. She added— + </p> + <p> + "Go wid me—me show you." Then he was sure she was up to something. + </p> + <p> + He rose from where he was sitting, and, rifle in hand, walked a little way + in the wood. She looked round once or twice, and continued advancing a few + minutes after they were out of sight of Alice and her mother. + </p> + <p> + She held the hand of the youth, who acted as if he was a bad boy being led + to punishment. He started to ask a question, but she checked him by + raising her forefinger and a "S—h!" and he did not presume again. + </p> + <p> + Finally she stopped among a number of trees where several trunks were two + or three feet in diameter. Stepping behind one, she motioned him to do the + same with another a few yards off. Surveying him a moment, as if to make + sure he was doing right, she suddenly emitted a sound from between her + lips, which caused Ben Ripley to utter the exclamation under his breath—"Well, + by gracious! If that doesn't beat everything!" + </p> + <p> + "Why don't shoot?" she abruptly asked. + </p> + <p> + The call made by Linna was the exact imitation of a wild turkey when lost + in the woods. Perhaps you may know that the body of every one of those + birds contains a bone which a hunter can so use as to make the same + signal; but it is hard to produce the sound without such help, though it + has been done. + </p> + <p> + Linna had succeeded to perfection. + </p> + <p> + "Who would have thought it possible for one so young as she to learn the + trick?" Ben asked himself. "I have tried it many a time without the bone, + but never could do it." + </p> + <p> + He looked at her admiringly, and was certain she was the smartest girl he + had ever seen. + </p> + <p> + "If there are any turkeys within hearing, that is bound to fetch them, but + I have seen no signs of them." + </p> + <p> + Linna continued the signalling at intervals for fifteen minutes or more, + peeping meanwhile from behind the tree and around her in every direction. + Ben did the same, and saw nothing. + </p> + <p> + "Why don't shoot?" she abruptly asked. + </p> + <p> + He noted the direction of her gaze, and there, not fifty feet away, was a + big hen turkey, walking slowly over the leaves, with head aloft and + glancing here and there for the lost one. + </p> + <p> + The target was a good one, and taking careful aim, Ben toppled it + fluttering to the ground at the first fire. + </p> + <p> + "Dat all want?" queried Linna. + </p> + <p> + "Yes; that will do for tonight, Linna." + </p> + <p> + "Den go back—play wid Alice." + </p> + <p> + And off she ran to rejoin her companion, while the delighted lad picked up + his prize and brought it to camp. + </p> + <p> + Turning that and his knife over to his mother, he made a fire ready to + pass the night, full of thankfulness that all had gone so well. Ben agreed + to stand watch until near midnight, and then allow his mother to help him + at the necessary duty. + </p> + <p> + While the simple preparations were going on, Linna knelt on the bare + ground with her ear pressed to the earth. Almost instantly she raised her + head and whispered: + </p> + <p> + "Somebody comin' dis way—guess be Injins!" + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0009" id="link2HCH0009"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER NINE: IN A CIRCLE + </h2> + <p> + This was alarming news. Ben Ripley imitated the action of Linna. Kneeling + down, he pressed his ear to the earth. + </p> + <p> + Yes; he heard faint footfalls. Persons were moving about not far away. + </p> + <p> + "She is right," he said in a low tone; "likely they are Indians, though we + cannot be certain." + </p> + <p> + "It won't do to wait till they come to us," remarked his mother. + </p> + <p> + "Shall I put out the fire?" asked Ben, disconcerted by the suddenness of + the danger. + </p> + <p> + "No; we can't spare the time. Let us leave. Come, children." + </p> + <p> + She took the hand of each girl and walked quickly off, while Ben caught up + the blankets and followed. They had no particular point in view, but + wished to reach a safe place without delay. + </p> + <p> + The gloom of the gathering night helped them, and when they paused they + were confident they had not been seen by anyone. + </p> + <p> + Without any thought on their part, they made their way to a mass of rocks + and boulders, more extensive than any seen through the day. It was a + hundred yards from their starting point. + </p> + <p> + They sat down for a whispered consultation. + </p> + <p> + "They must have heard the report of my rifle," said Ben. + </p> + <p> + "That was a considerable while ago, and they may have been a good way off + at the time." + </p> + <p> + "Then, being so much nearer, it was the report which brought them. What + would become of us but for Linna?" added Ben placing his arm + affectionately around her. "It was she that got us our supper, and now she + warns us of danger." + </p> + <p> + "They may be Zitner and Burwink." + </p> + <p> + "Not likely, but if they come to our fire we shall soon find out. Look!" + </p> + <p> + To their astonishment, the little fire which they had left only a few + minutes before burned up brightly, showing that a lot of fuel had been + thrown on it. + </p> + <p> + Too many trees and too much undergrowth obtruded for them to detect + anything more than the great increase in brightness. + </p> + <p> + "The darkness will prevent their following our footprints," whispered the + mother. + </p> + <p> + "I will go a little nearer and find out what it means: it may be, after + all, that they are friends." + </p> + <p> + "Be careful, my son." + </p> + <p> + "I will." + </p> + <p> + It was not a hard task Ben Ripley gave himself. He had not far to go, and + he proceeded with so much caution that no risk was involved. Only half the + distance was passed when he gained a full view of the camp fire and its + surroundings. + </p> + <p> + The sight was disquieting. Three Indian warriors were there. One had been + gathering dry sticks which he flung on the blaze; another was helping + himself to what was left of the cooked turkey; while the third, bent low, + moved slowly around the lit up portion of the ground with his eyes fixed + on it. + </p> + <p> + It was plain he was scrutinizing the footprints made by the party that had + left just in time to escape them. It was a fortunate discovery made by + Linna! + </p> + <p> + With the aid of the bright glare, it could not take him long to identify + the little party as fugitives fleeing eastward, though it may be + questioned whether they learned that it consisted of one large boy, an + adult woman, and two small children. + </p> + <p> + They were in the battle yesterday. They have left others to look after + those in Wyoming, while they are hunting the poor creatures that have + taken to the woods. + </p> + <p> + The Iroquois who had been studying the ground straightened himself up and + said something to the others. One of them then flung more fuel on the + flames, and he who was ravenously eating suspended his operations, but + quickly resumed again, as if he liked his occupation better than anything + else to which he could turn his attention. + </p> + <p> + Then the first stooped down and caught up a burning brand. Several quick + circles over his head fanned it into a vigorous blaze. Holding it aloft, + with his shoulders bent forward, he moved slowly towards Ben Ripley. + </p> + <p> + He was tracing the footprints by the aid of the torch! + </p> + <p> + "Gracious! he will be among us in a minute," was the terrifying thought of + the lad, who turned and ran back to his friends, in such haste that he was + in danger of betraying his movements. + </p> + <p> + "Leave—quick!" he said; "they are after us!" + </p> + <p> + "No, they are not," replied his mother, who nevertheless stood ready to do + as he said. + </p> + <p> + Ben looked back. The warrior with a torch, after walking a rod or so from + the fire, had stopped, and was now in plain sight, with the flaming brand + held above his head, while he peered out in the gloom in the direction of + the fugitives, as if expecting to discern them. + </p> + <p> + Could he have known how near they were, he and his companions would have + rushed down upon them; but they must have thought they had fled much + further. It was impossible to trail them by torchlight as fast as they + could travel, and the Indians did not waste time in the effort. The one + with the torch went back to his companions. + </p> + <p> + The incident warned our friends of a new form of danger, which until then + had not been counted among the probabilities. + </p> + <p> + The Indians, as you know, can trace a person through the woods with + wonderful skill, seeing signs where the untrained eye observes nothing. If + these three chose to wait where they were until daylight, there was + nothing to prevent their taking up the trail and tracing the fugitives + wherever they went. + </p> + <p> + "It won't do to stay here," said Ben, "for they will be right upon us at + daylight." + </p> + <p> + "Providing they wait where they are." + </p> + <p> + "Why should they not do so? They are looking for us." + </p> + <p> + Mrs. Ripley dared not answer the question as her heart prompted. At the + same time, she could think of no means of throwing them off their track. + </p> + <p> + "It might have been better had we stayed with Zitner and Burwink—no, + it would not have been," she corrected herself, "for they were unfriendly + to Linna. But we must go." + </p> + <p> + The only hope that presented itself was that they might travel so far + during the darkness that the Indians would not keep up the pursuit when + the trail was revealed to them. + </p> + <p> + The moon did not rise until very late, and there being no path, while all + were in total ignorance of the neighborhood, it will be understood that + they had set to work to do a very hard, if not impossible thing. + </p> + <p> + Ben as usual took the lead, and, before he had gone twenty steps, was + caught under the chin by a protruding limb that almost lifted him off his + feet. Then he went headlong into a hollow and bruised himself against some + stones. Still, he did not give up, and by and by the ground became more + level and his mishaps less frequent. + </p> + <p> + Alice and Linna, like little heroines, never murmured. All persevered + until it was agreed that they were at least two miles from the camp fire. + </p> + <p> + In making this hard journey, every one of the party met with several + narrow escapes, and it was agreed that it was best to go no further until + daylight. + </p> + <p> + "As soon as we can see, we'll be off again, and ought to be able to travel + as fast as they will do. Where they must watch all the time for our + footprints, they cannot go off a walk." + </p> + <p> + "We may as well wait." + </p> + <p> + Throughout their haste, the blankets had been preserved. Indeed, the one + over Ben's arm had served to break his fall more than once. These were + placed on the ground, and the children lay down beside each other, quickly + sinking to sleep; but the others, though pretty well worn, were too + anxious to rest yet awhile. + </p> + <p> + "I have no idea where we are," said the son; "but one place is as good as + another at such a time, and the weather is so warm that blankets are not + needed. Now, mother, I wish you would lie down beside the children and + rest. You need it badly, I know." + </p> + <p> + "And so do you, my son." + </p> + <p> + "Not for some time yet." + </p> + <p> + "But, if you intend to watch until daylight, you will be worn out by + morning. Besides, you cannot stay awake unless you move about. I will + agree to lie down if you will promise to call me when you think it is + midnight, and let me take a turn." + </p> + <p> + "I will agree to call you when I feel the need of you, and I will pace the + ground like a sentinel on duty." + </p> + <p> + The mother was forced to accept this proposition and, after some more + cautious conversation, she did as her boy wished, and he was left alone. + </p> + <p> + Ben did not forget his slip of the night before. It was necessary that one + of the company should maintain watch while the others slept, and only + these two could do it. He meant to guard the others through the short + summer night, trusting to a chance of getting what slumber he needed on + the morrow when the others were awake. + </p> + <p> + "I would like to catch myself waking her," he mused, after he had groped + around until he found a space a couple of rods in length over which he + could pace back and forth. + </p> + <p> + Then, with his rifle resting on his shoulder, he began his patient beat, + surrounded by impenetrable gloom, and with the lives of three loved ones + in his keeping. + </p> + <p> + By and by a lighting of the sky showed the moon had risen. This, however, + was of little or no help, since the abundance of leaves prevented its rays + piercing between and lighting up the ground beneath. + </p> + <p> + It would be hard to imagine a more gloomy occupation than that of Ben + Ripley while engaged with this duty. The solemn murmur of the vast woods + around him, the world of darkness in which he slowly paced to and fro, the + memory of the sad scenes he had seen in the lovely Wyoming Valley, the + certainty that a good many miles must yet be traversed before they could + sit down in safety, the consciousness that several of the cruel red men + were near them, and the belief that they would start in pursuit as soon as + it was light—all this oppressed him with crushing weight, and made + him feel at times as if there was no escape for him and his loved ones. + </p> + <p> + "There is only one way of hiding our trail," he mused. "If we could come + upon some river or large stream of water, where there was a boat, or we + could make a raft, we should be safe. A big rainstorm would do as well, + for it would wash out all signs of our footprints." + </p> + <p> + He paused in his walk and peeped up at a speck of sky shown through a rift + among the limbs. + </p> + <p> + "There is hardly a cloud; it looks as if it wouldn't rain for a week, and + I don't know of any river between here and the Delaware." + </p> + <p> + His senses were never more alert. He avoided the fatal mistake of sitting + down for a few minutes, or so much as leaning against a tree to rest. He + stopped, however, now and then and listened intently. + </p> + <p> + "I wonder whether I am mistaken, or whether I did hear something moving + over the leaves out there?" + </p> + <p> + The fact that the almost inaudible rustling was noticed only when he + himself was in motion inclined him to suspect it was a delusion, accounted + for by his tense nerves. But after a time he became certain of a fact + hardly less startling in its nature. + </p> + <p> + When walking back and forth with his face away from the spot where his + friends lay something gleamed a short distance off among the trees. Its + location showed it was on the ground, and, as nearly as he could judge, + less than a hundred feet off. + </p> + <p> + His first supposition was that it was a fungus growth known in the country + as "foxfire," which gives out a phosphorescent glow in the darkness; but + after watching and studying it for a long time, he was convinced it was + something else. + </p> + <p> + "I'm going to find out," he decided; "it won't take me long, and I ought + to know all about it, for it may concern us." + </p> + <p> + Stealing forward, he was not a little astonished to find it a real fire, + sunken to a glowing ember, left by someone. + </p> + <p> + "It must be as Zitner said—the woods are full of Indians, and some + of them have camped there." + </p> + <p> + Not wishing to stumble over any of their bodies, he manoeuvred until + assured that whoever kindled the fire had left, when he kicked aside the + ashes. + </p> + <p> + The act caused a twist of flame to spring up and throw out a tiny glare, + which illumined several feet of surrounding space. + </p> + <p> + And then the astonished youth made the discovery that this was the very + spot where they had cooked their turkey hours before, and from which they + had fled in hot haste before the approach of the three Iroquois. + </p> + <p> + He and his friends had travelled in a circle, and come back to their + starting point. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0010" id="link2HCH0010"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER TEN: NEAR THE END + </h2> + <p> + Anyone who is used to the woods knows how apt he is to wander in a circle + unless he keeps his wits about him. There have been many causes named for + this curious fact, and the one that strikes me as the most reasonable is + that we are all either right or left handed. It is rare that you meet a + person who is ambidextrous,—that is, who uses both hands equally + well. When, therefore, he sets out to travel through the woods without any + guide, he unconsciously exerts his right or left limb, as the case may be, + more than the other, and this makes his course circular. + </p> + <p> + There are three "signboards" by which a hunter can keep trace of the + points of the compass when in the woods, without noticing the sun, which + of itself is often a great help. Three fourths of the moss on trees grows + on the north side; the heaviest boughs on spruce trees are always on the + south side, and the topmost twig of every uninjured hemlock tree tips to + the east. + </p> + <p> + Now, while these signs never err, you can see that it is almost impossible + to turn them to account at night. + </p> + <p> + Ben Ripley had led his friends in an irregular circle, and brought them + back to within a brief distance of the starting point. This was the camp + fire from which they fled in such panic before the approach of the three + red men. + </p> + <p> + The discovery filled him with dismay, and he darted out in the darkness + for the rocks where the others were sleeping. His first intention was to + rouse them and plunge into the woods again, but a few minutes served to + make him cooler and more collected in mind. + </p> + <p> + The night was well spent, and a flight of that kind could not do much for + them. It might be all in vain. It would be trying to the last degree. He + decided not to disturb the sleepers. + </p> + <p> + By and by he persuaded himself that matters were not as bad as they first + appeared. Inasmuch as the fugitives had not returned over their own trail, + the Indians, in case they took it in the morning, must make the same + circuit, and thus be forced to go just as far as if the flight had been in + a direct line. + </p> + <p> + It was a mystery, however, what had become of the three warriors. They + could not be near the camp, or they would have appeared when the lad + returned to it. They had left, but who could say whither they had gone? + </p> + <p> + While Ben was debating the painful question, a growing light in the + direction of the Delaware told him the night was ended and the new day + dawning. + </p> + <p> + The fourth day of July, the second anniversary of the Declaration of + Independence, had passed. He thought of it, standing alone in the dismal + forest with danger on every hand, and oppressed by the great fear that + those whom he loved more than his own life must perish in that gloomy + wilderness. + </p> + <p> + He did not dare, however, to give way to his sad thoughts. At the first + streakings of light among the trees, he roused his mother and told her the + alarming truth. + </p> + <p> + "I do not understand it," she replied, alluding to the absence of the + Iroquois; "it must be they are in the neighborhood." + </p> + <p> + The children were still sleeping quietly on the blanket. No food or water + was at command, and they could not take the time to look for any. Indeed, + the two elder ones felt no hunger or thirst. + </p> + <p> + The mother rose to her feet and looked around, her interest centring on + the rock and boulders, which stretched away to the rear further than they + could penetrate with the eye. + </p> + <p> + "I know they are skilful in following footprints," she remarked; "but if + we walk carefully over those rocks, I think they will not be able to track + us. We will try it." + </p> + <p> + The children were roused and quickly learned what was to be done, the + mother adding that the prayer which she was accustomed to offer up every + morning would be given when they reached a spot where it was safe to do + so. + </p> + <p> + For fully a hundred yards the four were able to make their way without + resting their feet on the ground. Then the boulders ended as abruptly as + they began. + </p> + <p> + All now kneeled on the granite floor and asked Heaven to deliver them + safely out of the dangers by which they were surrounded. + </p> + <p> + If the Indians chose to make search, after tracing the little party to the + stony place, they must eventually come upon the new trail, where it began + again on the ground; but unless they struck it by accident, they must use + a good deal of time in hunting for it. + </p> + <p> + "Come on," called Ben in a low voice, but with a renewal of hope; "we + shall get somewhere one of these days." + </p> + <p> + To their surprise, not far from the rocks they came upon a faintly marked + path among the trees. + </p> + <p> + "What is the meaning of that?" Ben asked, looking inquiringly at his + mother and Linna. + </p> + <p> + "Men don't do dat—wild beasts," replied the dusky child. + </p> + <p> + "She is right," added the mother; "the animals follow it to water; let us + do the same." + </p> + <p> + The haunting fear of the red men made the words between the fugitives few, + and all their movements guarded. They kept glancing to right and left, in + front and to the rear, Linna being probably the most active. It was as if + she inherited from her parents their surprising woodcraft, and was now + calling it into play for the benefit of her friends. + </p> + <p> + Suddenly something flickered in the path ahead, and Ben stopped short, + those behind him doing the same. + </p> + <p> + Just in advance—less than fifty yards indeed—a beautiful fawn + had come to a halt. Its graceful head, with its soft brown eyes, was + lifted high, and it looked wonderingly at the people, as if not knowing + the meaning, and too innocent to feel fear. Ben drew up his rifle, for it + was a tempting chance for a delicious breakfast. But almost instantly he + lowered the weapon again. + </p> + <p> + The fawn was so trusting, so unsuspicious, that a feeling of pity came to + the young hunter. The animal suggested his own little sister, for it was + wandering through the unfriendly woods, with none to protect it from cruel + enemies. + </p> + <p> + "Go," whispered Ben; "I haven't the heart to harm you; I will starve + first." + </p> + <p> + "Remember the result of the shot yesterday," said his mother warningly. + "We are in too much peril to increase it." + </p> + <p> + The lad advanced along the path, and every one of the company smiled at + the fawn, when it stood motionless, staring until they were almost to it. + Then the timid creature turned nimbly and trotted over the trail, its head + so high that, as it turned it from side to side, it saw every thing done + by the strange beings following. + </p> + <p> + Had the situation been less serious, Ben would have had some sport with + the lovely creature, but he dared not give it much attention. It continued + trotting a short way, and then sprang gracefully aside among the trees, + leaving no scent on the leaves by which the most highly trained hound + could trace it. + </p> + <p> + A little way beyond they came upon the largest stream seen since leaving + the mountains east of the Susquehanna. It was a dozen feet in width, quite + deep, rapid, and clear. + </p> + <p> + "Here is enough drink for us all," said Ben, and they proceeded to help + themselves in the primitive fashion described elsewhere. + </p> + <p> + "That must contain fish," observed the mother; "but we are without the + means of catching them." + </p> + <p> + "Unless Linna will jump in and haul them out for us. But if we are to + continue our journey, we must find some way of getting to the other side; + it is too deep and wide to ford or jump." + </p> + <p> + "It must be narrower in other places." + </p> + <p> + "Oh! look mamma!" + </p> + <p> + It was Alice who first saw a terrifying sight. An immense black bear, the + largest any of the party had ever seen, swung from among the trees and + came to the water's edge on the other side. + </p> + <p> + He was so enormous that all started and recoiled a step, even Linna + uttering an exclamation in her own tongue. Ben grasped his rifle, and held + it ready to use the instant it became necessary. + </p> + <p> + But Bruin was in a gracious mood that morning. He looked at the party with + stupid curiosity, then reared on his hind legs, and swung his beam-.like + paws in an odd way. + </p> + <p> + "He is inviting us to come over and be hugged to death," laughed Ben. + </p> + <p> + "He will come over and eat us all up," said Alice, clinging to the dress + of her mother. + </p> + <p> + "No," replied the parent, soothingly patting her head; "Ben won't let him + do that. Do not be frightened." + </p> + <p> + "Climb tree," suggested Linna; "not big tree, 'cause bear climb dat too—climb + little tree, den he can't climb it." + </p> + <p> + "You are right, but we will wait and see what he does. I don't want to + fire my gun unless I have to, and if he will let us alone we won't hurt + him. There! he is going to drink." + </p> + <p> + The huge creature bent his head down to the water and helped himself. When + he had had enough, he raised his snout and again looked at the party, who + were closely watching him. + </p> + <p> + This was the critical moment. If he meant to attack them, he would plunge + into the water and either swim or wade across. Ben raised the hammer of + his rifle and awaited his action. + </p> + <p> + Had Bruin been hungry, he would not have dallied so long; but he did not + seem to see anything specially tempting in the group, and lumbered off + among the trees. + </p> + <p> + "A lucky move for you." remarked Ben. + </p> + <p> + "And just as lucky for us," added the mother; "for though you might have + slain him, as I have no doubt you would, the report of the gun must have + brought more dangerous enemies to us." + </p> + <p> + "I would give a good deal to know what has become of them. It begins to + look as if they did not consider us worth bothering with." + </p> + <p> + "I wish I could believe that, but I cannot. I think it more likely that + they know where we are, and are trifling with us, as a cat does with a + mouse." + </p> + <p> + "That makes me anxious to push on. We must find some place where we can + cross the stream. Let's go further up the bank." + </p> + <p> + He took the course named, leading away from the great bear with which they + had so narrowly escaped an encounter. + </p> + <p> + To their surprise, they had not far to go before the spot they were + seeking was found. The stream narrowed between some rocks, so much that + even Alice could spring across without wetting her feet. + </p> + <p> + "I am afraid Linna can't leap it," remarked Ben with a smile. + </p> + <p> + "Me show you." + </p> + <p> + And, without recoiling a step, the nimble little one made a graceful + bound, which landed her several feet beyond the other margin. + </p> + <p> + "Well done!" said Ben; "I couldn't do much better myself. Now, Alice, you + are not going to let her beat you?" + </p> + <p> + Alice was timid at first, but with a good start she cleared the space. She + landed, however, so near the water that had not the watchful Linna caught + one of the hands thrown up to save herself, she would have fallen back in + the stream. + </p> + <p> + Mother and son imitated them, and all stood on the other side of the + obstruction without having suffered any inconvenience. + </p> + <p> + While they were congratulating themselves, a startling reminder of their + danger came in the near report of a rifle. It was from the direction in + which they had seen the bear, and in the stillness of the woods all heard + a snarling growl, which proved that the beast had received his death + wound. + </p> + <p> + "The Indians are there!" whispered the frightened Ben; "what shall we do, + mother?" + </p> + <p> + "What can we do?" she asked, helpless and at her wits' end for the moment; + "there seems to be no escaping them." + </p> + <p> + "Me go talk with them," was the amazing remark of the little Delaware + girl. + </p> + <p> + "You talk with them!" repeated Mrs. Ripley; "what can you do?" + </p> + <p> + "Don't know—me try." + </p> + <p> + And without waiting for permission, Linna started on a light run toward + the point whence came the report of the rifle that gave Bruin his death + wound. Mother and son looked in each other's face in mute wonderment for a + full minute after the departure of the girl. + </p> + <p> + "She's a remarkable child," finally said the mother; "she has done us more + than one good turn, and, it may be, Heaven intends to make use of her + again, though I cannot see how." + </p> + <p> + "The Iroquois will recognise her as one of their own race. Perhaps one or + more of them belong to her tribe: they will know her as the child of Omas, + and may listen to her pleadings." + </p> + <p> + "Alas! they will give little heed to them; my heart misgives me, son: I + feel that the end is at hand." + </p> + <p> + Meanwhile, let us follow Linna, the Delaware, upon her strange mission. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0011" id="link2HCH0011"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER ELEVEN: ALL IN VAIN + </h2> + <p> + I am at some disadvantage in giving an account of the remarkable interview + between the little Delaware girl, Linna, and the three hostile warriors + who had trailed the Ripleys to the stream in the wilderness across which + they had just leaped in the effort to continue their flight from Wyoming + to the Upper Delaware. + </p> + <p> + There were no witnesses to the interview except the parties named, but + when Linna in after years had become a woman, with her very strong memory + she gave a description of what passed, and it has come down through the + descendants of the pioneers to the present day. + </p> + <p> + You will permit me to found my narrative upon her testimony, and to be + quite liberal in the interpretation of what took place. + </p> + <p> + The fears of the fugitives were well founded. The three red men were near + them for a long while before they showed themselves. It was very much as + Mrs. Ripley had said. They were so sure of the prize that they trifled + with them. + </p> + <p> + Linna reached the spot where the warriors were standing directly after one + of the number had sent a bullet through the bear. Young as she was, she + understood the peril of her friends, and set out to do all she could for + them. + </p> + <p> + She knew that Omas, her father, was a great warrior. He belonged to the + Delaware tribe, which years before had been soundly beaten by the Iroquois + and reduced almost to slavery; but among the conquered people were many + without superiors in bravery, skill, and prowess. Omas was one of the most + noted examples. + </p> + <p> + The first thrill of hope came to the young child when she recognised the + one that had killed the bear. He was Red Wolf, a member of her own tribe, + who often had been in her father's wigwam, and was therefore well known to + his child. The others were of the Seneca tribe, one of those composing the + Iroquois, or Six Nations, the most powerful confederation of Indians that + ever existed on the American continent. + </p> + <p> + The three looked at the little girl in amazement, as she came running + between the trees. She dropped to a rapid walk, and did not stop until she + was among them. + </p> + <p> + "Where do you come from?" asked Red Wolf, in the Delaware tongue. + </p> + <p> + "My father, the great Omas, brought me to see my friend Alice. He left me + with her people, and you must not harm them." + </p> + <p> + "Why did Omas leave you with them?" + </p> + <p> + "They are my friends." + </p> + <p> + It should be said the Senecas, who calmly listened to the conversation, + understood all that was said. + </p> + <p> + "Where are you going?" + </p> + <p> + "A long way through the wood." + </p> + <p> + "Why does Omas leave you with the palefaces? You should be in your own + wigwam many miles away." + </p> + <p> + "He knows I am safe with them. He led us through the woods until he could + leave us; then he went back to the great river between the mountains to + help the other warriors fight." + </p> + <p> + None of the three could doubt that the child was speaking the truth. They + held the prowess of Omas in high respect; but they were not the ones to + surrender such a prize as was already theirs. + </p> + <p> + "We will take them back to Wyoming with us," said Red Wolf; "then Omas may + do as he thinks best with them." + </p> + <p> + With a shrewdness far beyond her years, Linna said—"He wants them to + go to the other big river, off yonder"—pointing eastward. "Why do + you wish to take them back to Wyoming?" + </p> + <p> + "If he wants them to go to the other big river, he can send them after he + sees them again." + </p> + <p> + "You will make Omas angry; he will strike you down with his tomahawk," + said Linna. + </p> + <p> + Although these words were the words of a child, they produced their + effect. Red Wolf knew how deeply the grim warrior loved his only daughter, + and he knew, too, how terrible was the wrath of the warrior. Omas had + chosen to spare this family from the cruelty visited upon so many others. + If Red Wolf dared to run the risk of rousing the vengeance of Omas, he + must take the consequences. He shrank from doing so. + </p> + <p> + The Delaware beckoned to one of the Senecas, and they stepped aside and + talked a few minutes, in tones too low for the listening Linna to hear + what was said. Subsequent events, however, made clear the meaning of their + conversation. + </p> + <p> + Red Wolf proposed to spare the fugitives. He wished to go away with his + companions and leave them to pursue their flight without molestation, so + far as they were concerned. + </p> + <p> + But the Senecas held Omas in less dread than did Red Wolf. They were + unwilling to let the whites escape. The third warrior, who joined them, + was as strenuous as the first. While one might have shrunk from stirring + the anger of the famous Delaware, the two together did not hesitate to run + counter to his wishes. They refused to be dissuaded by Red Wolf. + </p> + <p> + They remained apart from the girl for ten minutes, earnestly conversing, + while she could not overhear a word. + </p> + <p> + Finally one of the three—a Seneca—turned about and walked + away, as if impatient with the dispute. He took a course leading from the + stream, and deeper into the woods. + </p> + <p> + Linna noticed the curious act, but, great as was her acumen for one of her + years, she did not suspect its meaning. It would have been passing strange + had she done so, for the movement was meant to deceive her and bring the + disputation to an end. + </p> + <p> + The couple remaining walked to where Linna awaited them. The Seneca turned + aside and sauntered to the carcass of the bear as if that had more + interest just then for him. + </p> + <p> + "What will Omas do if my brother warriors take your friends back to the + other river, but Red Wolf does not help?" + </p> + <p> + "He will strike them down with his tomahawk; my father, Omas, is a great + warrior." + </p> + <p> + The black eyes flashed as the girl proudly uttered these words, and she + looked defiantly in the painted face towering above her. + </p> + <p> + "But what will he do with Red Wolf?" + </p> + <p> + "He will strike down Red Wolf, because he is a coward, and did not keep + all harm from his white friends." + </p> + <p> + This intimation that the Delaware could not shelter himself behind the + plea of neutrality, but must be either an active friend or foe, was a + little more than he could accept. While he held Omas in wholesome dread, + he dared not array himself against the two Senecas, who were determined + not to spare the hapless fugitives. + </p> + <p> + Red Wolf was a fair specimen of his tribe, who, as I have stated, were + beaten by the Iroquois. These conquerors, indeed, carried matters with so + high a hand that they once forbade the Delawares to use firearms, but made + them keep to the old fashioned bow and arrow. + </p> + <p> + Red Wolf, therefore, having squared accounts, so to speak, with his + present companions, was anxious to win the good will of Linna, and thereby + that of her fierce parent, who was a hurricane in his wrath, and likely to + brain Red Wolf before he could explain matters. + </p> + <p> + "Omas is the greatest warrior of the Delawares," he said to Linna; "Red + Wolf and he are brothers. But the Senecas will not listen to the words of + Red Wolf: they love not Omas as does Red Wolf." + </p> + <p> + The Delaware child now found herself in a quandary. She had made her plea, + but, so far as she could see, it was in vain, since the friendship of Red + Wolf alone was not enough. One of the Senecas was studying the body of the + dead bear and paying no heed to her words; the other had gone off, she + knew not where. + </p> + <p> + What remained for her to do? + </p> + <p> + While the little one asked herself the question, and was trying, to think + what course she should follow, the absent Seneca was working out the + mischievous plot he had formed, and which was fully known to his + companions. + </p> + <p> + An uprooted tree lay extended on the ground, near where Mrs. Ripley and + her children saw Linna run off to plead with the Indians. Since they could + do nothing but wait, helpless and almost despairing, for the return of the + child, they sat down on the prostrate trunk. + </p> + <p> + Ben was near the base, close to the mass of upturned roots, which spread + out like an enormous fan, with its dirt and prong-like roots projecting in + all directions. He was tired, depressed, and worn out. It will be + remembered he had not slept a wink during the preceding night, or eaten a + mouthful of food since then. Strong, sturdy, and lusty as he was, he could + not help feeling the effects of all this. + </p> + <p> + He leaned his rifle against a huge, gnarled root, within arm's length of + where he half reclined, with his feet extended along the trunk. He had but + to reach out his hand, without moving his body, to grasp the weapon + whatever moment it might be needed. + </p> + <p> + Exhausted as he was, his condition was too nervous to permit slumber. His + mother had said she thought the end was at hand, and he believed the same. + </p> + <p> + She was but a few feet away, sitting more erect on the tree, with Alice + leaning against her. + </p> + <p> + The eyes of all were turned toward the point where Linna had vanished, and + whence she was expected every minute to come into view again. + </p> + <p> + She was not far off. Once or twice the mother and son caught the sounds of + their voices, though the exuberant vegetation shut them from sight. + </p> + <p> + "It was idle for her to go," said Ben; "and I cannot see any chance of her + helping us." + </p> + <p> + "They will not harm her, nor will they be denied the pleasure of doing + what they choose with us." + </p> + <p> + "Some persons might believe the delay was favorable, but I cannot think + that way." + </p> + <p> + Neither felt like conversation. It was an effort to say anything; but + mother and son, in their unselfishness, pitied each other, and strove + vainly to lift the gloomy thoughts that were oppressing both. + </p> + <p> + Had Ben Ripley seen the departure of the Seneca, he might have suspected + its meaning; but, unaware of it, he never dreamed of the new form which + the ever present danger thus assumed. + </p> + <p> + The Seneca, after leaving Red Wolf and the other warrior, walked directly + over the path leading away from the stream until well beyond the sight of + those thus left behind. He looked back, and, seeing nothing of them, + turned aside and moved off, until he arrived at a point beyond the group + of three resting on the fallen tree. + </p> + <p> + Thus, as will be seen, the Ripleys were between the two and Linna on the + one hand, and the single Seneca on the other. He knew the precise location + of the fugitives as well as if they had been in his field of vision from + the first. + </p> + <p> + He now began approaching them from the rear. Their faces turned away from + him, and everything favored his stealthy advance. + </p> + <p> + The huge spread of dirt and roots made by the overturning of the big tree + served as a screen, though even without this help he would probably have + succeeded in his effort to steal upon them unawares. + </p> + <p> + He stepped so carefully upon the dried leaves that no sound was made, and + the most highly trained ear, therefore, would not have detected him. + </p> + <p> + If Ben had once risen from his reclining posture and looked around, if + Mrs. Ripley had stood up and done the same, or if little Alice had + indulged in her natural sportiveness, assuredly one of them would have + observed that crouching warrior, gradually drawing closer, like the moving + of a hand over the face of a clock; but none saw him. Nearer and nearer he + came, step by step, until at last he stood just on the other side of the + mass of roots, and not ten feet from the boy. + </p> + <p> + With the same noiselessness, the crouching form bent over sideways and + peered around the screen. Then the dusky arm glided forward until the iron + fingers clasped the barrel of the rifle leaning against the root, and the + weapon was withdrawn. + </p> + <p> + He now had two guns, and Ben Ripley none. + </p> + <p> + Then the Seneca advanced, a weapon in either hand, and, presenting himself + in front of the amazed group, exclaimed—"Huh! how do, bruder?—how + do sister?" + </p> + <p> + Ben Ripley sprang up as if shot, and his startled mother, with a gasp of + affright, turned her head. + </p> + <p> + For one moment the boy meditated leaping upon the warrior, in the + desperate attempt to wrench his gun from his grasp; but the mother, + reading his intention, interposed. + </p> + <p> + "Do nothing, my son: we are in the hands of Heaven." + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2HCH0012" id="link2HCH0012"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + CHAPTER TWELVE: CONCLUSION + </h2> + <p> + The point, at last, had been reached where it was useless to struggle any + longer. The little party of fugitives, after safely crossing the + Susquehanna on the day of the battle, and penetrating more than a score of + miles on their way eastward to the Delaware, were overtaken, and made + captive by three Indians. + </p> + <p> + Warning Ben against any resistance, the mother bowed her head in + submission, and awaited her fate. Only once, when she clasped her arm + around the awed and silent Alice, laying the other affectionately upon the + shoulder of her brave son, did she speak—"Murmur not at the will of + Heaven." + </p> + <p> + The Seneca was surprised at the action, or, rather, want of action, on the + part of the captives. Receiving no response to his salutation, he stood a + moment in silence, and then emitted a tremulous whoop. It was a signal for + Red Wolf and the other Seneca. They understood it, and hurried to the + spot, with Linna close behind them. + </p> + <p> + It would have been expected that she would indulge in some outburst when + she saw how ill everything had gone; but, with one grieved look, she went + up to the sorrowing, weeping mother and buried her head between her knees. + </p> + <p> + And then she did what no one of that party had ever before seen her do—she + sobbed with a breaking heart. The mother soothed her as best she could, + uttering words which she heard not. + </p> + <p> + Ben Ripley when the blow came, stood erect, and folded his arms. His face + was pale, but his lips were mute. Not even by look did he ask for mercy + from their captors. + </p> + <p> + In the midst of the impressive tableau, Linna suddenly raised her head + from the lap of the mother, her action and attitude showing she had caught + some sound which she recognized. + </p> + <p> + But everyone else in the party also noted it. It was a shrill, penetrating + whistle, ringing among the forest arches—a call which she had heard + many a time, and she could never mistake its meaning. + </p> + <p> + Her eyes sparkled through her tears, which wet her cheeks; but she forgot + everything but that signal. + </p> + <p> + "Dat Omas!—dat Omas—dat fader!" she exclaimed, springing to + her feet, trembling and aglow with excitement. + </p> + <p> + There was one among the three who, had his painted complexion permitted, + would have turned ashy pale. Red Wolf was afraid that when the fearful + Delaware warrior thundered down on them, he would not give his brother + time to explain matters before sinking his tomahawk into his brain. + Manifestly, therefore, but one course was open for him, and he took it + without a second's delay. + </p> + <p> + He fled for his life. + </p> + <p> + The Senecas, however, stood their ground. The signal of Omas sounded + again, and Linna answered it. Her father was near at hand, and quickly + came to view. + </p> + <p> + But, lo! he had a companion. It was To-wika, his faithful wife. + </p> + <p> + The reunion of the Delaware family was an extraordinary one. Had no others + been present, Linna would have bounded into the arms of her mother, been + pressed impulsively to her breast, and then received the same fervent + welcome from her father. + </p> + <p> + But never could anything like that take place before witnesses. + </p> + <p> + When the child saw her parents she walked gravely up to them, having first + done her utmost to remove the traces of tears, and took her place by their + side. The mother said something in her native tongue, but it could not + have been of much account, for the child gave no reply. + </p> + <p> + Omas did not speak. One quick glance was bestowed upon his child, and then + he addressed himself to the work before him. + </p> + <p> + Omas was as cunning as a serpent. He would not have hesitated to assail + these two Senecas, for, truth to tell, he could never feel much love for + the conquerors of his people. He did not fear them; but he saw the way to + win his point without such tempestuous violence. + </p> + <p> + His words, therefore, were calculated to soothe rather than irritate. He + asked them to explain how it was they were in charge of his friends, and + listened attentively while one of them answered his inquiry. + </p> + <p> + Then, as is natural with his race, he recounted in somewhat extravagant + language his own deeds of the last few days. There is reason to believe he + gave himself credit for a number of exploits against the palefaces of + which he was innocent. + </p> + <p> + Then he said the only ones he loved among the palefaces were the three + there present—he had entrusted his only child to them, and they had + saved her from the anger of their people. He had slept under their roof, + and eaten of their bread. They were his best friends; and they his brave + Seneca brothers, when they knew of this, would be glad. He had set out to + conduct them to the settlements, and his brothers would wish all a safe + arrival there. + </p> + <p> + This speech, delivered with far more address than I am able to give it, + worked as a charm. Not the slightest reference was made to the cowardly + Red Wolf, though Omas knew all about him. + </p> + <p> + The Senecas were won by the words of the wily Delaware. They indulged in + the fiction of saying that they had no thought of how matters stood + between him and these palefaces, and their hearts were glad to hear the + words fall from his lips. They would not harm his friends, and hoped they + would reach in safety the settlement for which they were looking. + </p> + <p> + Not only that, but they offered to go with them all the way. + </p> + <p> + This was too kind, and the offer was gratefully declined. Then the Senecas + withdrew, first returning Ben's rifle to him. Whether they ever succeeded + in overtaking Red Wolf cannot be known, and it is of no moment. + </p> + <p> + The peril had burst over the heads of the little party like a + thundercloud; and now it had cleared, and all was sunshine again. + </p> + <p> + It was some minutes before the Ripleys could fully understand the great + good fortune that had come to them. Then their hearts overflowed with + thankfulness. + </p> + <p> + With her arms clasping her children Mrs. Ripley looked devoutly upward, + and murmured: + </p> + <p> + "I thank Thee, Heavenly Father, for Thy great mercy to me and mine. Bless + Omas and To-wika and Linna, and hold them for ever in Thy precious + keeping." + </p> + <p> + The events which had taken place were strange; but Mrs. Ripley maintained, + to the end of her life, that those which followed were tenfold more + remarkable. + </p> + <p> + You will remember that when Omas, after conducting the little company some + distance from Wyoming, showed a wish to leave them, the good woman had no + doubt what his purpose was: he wanted to take part in further cruelties + against the hapless settlers. + </p> + <p> + Omas had fought hard in the battle of July 3rd, 1778, and his friendship + for the Ripleys drew him away before the dreadful doings were half + completed. He yearned to go back and give rein to his ferocity. Mrs. + Ripley tried to restrain him, but in vain. + </p> + <p> + Such were her views; but she was in error. She did not read the heart of + the terrible warrior aright. + </p> + <p> + For weeks Omas had been sorely troubled in mind. He had visited the + Christian brethren of his own tribe at the Moravian settlement of + Gnadenhutten. He had listened to the talk of the missionaries, and heard + of One who, when He was reviled, reviled not again; who, when He was + smitten and spat upon, bore it meekly; and who finally died on the cross, + that the red men as well as the white children might be saved. + </p> + <p> + All this was a great mystery to the Delaware. He could not grasp the + simple but sublime truths which lie at the foundation of Christianity. But + he longed to do so. At midnight he lay trying to sleep in the silent + woods, looking up at the stars and meditating on the wonderful Being who + had done all this. In the simplicity of his nature, he talked to that + awful and dimly comprehended Father of all races and peoples, and asked + Him to tell Omas what he should say, and do, and think. + </p> + <p> + Unknown to him, To-wika his wife had listened to the teachings of the + missionaries, and she had traversed further along the path of light than + he. + </p> + <p> + When, therefore, he told her of his longings, his questionings, his + distress, his wretchedness, and his groping in the dark, she was able to + say a great deal that helped to clear away the fogs and mists from his + clouded brain. + </p> + <p> + But Omas was in the very depth of darkness, and almost despair, when the + fearful episode of Wyoming came. It was in desperation he went into that + conflict, as a man will sometimes do to escape, as it were, from himself. + </p> + <p> + He fought like a demon, but he could not hush the still small voice within + his breast. He felt that he must have relief, or he would do that which a + wild Indian never does—make away with himself. + </p> + <p> + It was on his tongue more than once, while threading his way through the + wilderness with his friends, to appeal to Mrs. Ripley; but with a natural + shrinking he held back, fearing that with his broken words he could not + make her understand his misery. + </p> + <p> + The only recourse was to go to To-wika, his wife. He had asked her to talk + further with the missionaries, and then to repeat their words to him. + </p> + <p> + So it was that when he stole from the camp fire like a thief in the night, + it was not to return and take part in the scenes of violence in which he + had already been so prominent an actor, but to do the very opposite. + </p> + <p> + It was a long tramp through the forest to his own wigwam, and his people + were aflame with excitement because of Wyoming; but the warrior hardly + paused night and day until he flung himself at the feet of To-wika and + begged that he might die. + </p> + <p> + From this remarkable woman Linna had inherited more mental strength than + from her iron hearted father. To-wika talked soothingly to him, and for + the first time in his blind groping he caught a glimmer of light. The + blessed Word which had brought comfort and happiness to her is for all + people and conditions, no matter how rude, how ignorant, and how fallen. + </p> + <p> + But To-wika felt the need of human help. She had never met Mrs. Ripley, + but her husband had told of his welcome beneath that roof, and of what she + said to him about the Saviour and God, who was so different from the Great + Spirit of the red men. She knew this woman was a Christian, and she asked + her husband to lead her to her. + </p> + <p> + He set out with her to overtake the little party who, with never a thought + of what was going on, were struggling through the gloomy wilderness, beset + by perils on every hand. + </p> + <p> + Since they were following no beaten path, except for a little way, the + most perfect woodcraft was necessary to find them. Omas knew the direction + they had taken, and calculated the time needed to reach the Delaware. It + was easy, too, to locate the camp where he had parted from them, after + which his wonderful skill enabled him to keep the trail, along which he + and his wife strode with double the speed of the fugitives. + </p> + <p> + When he discovered that three warriors were doing the same, all the old + fire and wrath flamed up in his nature. The couple increased the ardor of + their pursuit. And yet, but for the favoring aid of Heaven, they hardly + could have come up at the crisis which brought them all together. + </p> + <p> + Under the blest instruction of Mrs. Ripley, the doubts of Omas finally + vanished, never to return. The once mighty warrior, foremost in battle and + ferocity and courage, became the meek, humble follower of the Saviour—triumphant + in life, and doubly triumphant in death. + </p> + <p> + On the third day after the meeting in the woods, the party arrived at the + little town of Stroudsburg, on the Upper Delaware, none having suffered + the least harm. The skill of Omas kept them supplied with food, and his + familiarity with the route did much to lessen the hardships which + otherwise they would have suffered. + </p> + <p> + Omas stayed several weeks at this place with his friends, and then he and + his wife and little one joined the Christian settlement of Gnadenhutten, + where the couple finished their days. + </p> + <p> + After a time, when it became safe for the Ripleys to return to Wyoming + Valley, they took up their residence there once more, and remained until + the husband and father came back at the close of the Revolution; and the + happy family were reunited, thankful that God had been so merciful to them + and brought independence to their beloved country. + </p> + <p> + Omas and To-wika and Linna were welcome visitors as long as the lived. In + truth, Linna survived them all. 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