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Heckewelder ran after him, and dragged him back. "No! no! no! My God! Would you be killed? Oh! I tried to prevent this!" cried Heckewelder, wringing his hands. One long, fierce, exultant yell pealed throughout the grove. It came from those silent breasts in which was pent up hatred; it greeted this action which proclaimed victory over the missionaries. All eyes turned on Half King.
The old Delaware vouchsafed no other than this strange reply. Jim returned to his cabin decidedly worried. He did not at all like Glickhican's answer. The purport of it seemed to be that a cloud was rising on the bright horizon of the Christian village. He confided his fears to Young and Edwards. After discussing the situation, the three missionaries decided to send for Heckewelder.
Heckewelder leaned his head against the mantle-shelf. He had broken down at last. Racking sobs shook his frame. "Are you all right again?" asked Jim of Nell. "Yes." "I am going out, first to see Williamson, and then the Christians," he said, rising very pale, but calm. "Don't go!" cried Heckewelder. "I have tried everything. It was all of no use." "I will go," answered Jim.
Mossy stones and the thick carpet of grass afforded seats for the congregation. Heckewelder a tall, spare, and kindly appearing man directed the arranging of the congregation. He placed the converted Indians just behind the knoll upon which the presiding minister was to stand. In a half circle facing the knoll he seated the chieftains and important personages of the various tribes.
He could not endure the horror in her eyes. He deliberately intended to lie, as had Heckewelder. It was as if the tension of Nell's nerves was suddenly relaxed. The relief from her worst fear was so great that her mind took in only the one impression. Then, presently, a choking cry escaped her, to be followed by a paroxysm of sobs.
Hev you seen any Injun Christians round here?" asked Girty, waving a heavy sledge-hammer. "Girty, we have hidden no Indians here," answered Heckewelder, calmly. "Wal, we'll hev a look, anyway," answered the renegade. Girty surveyed the room with wolfish eyes. Deering was so drunk that he staggered. Both men, in fact, reeked with the vile fumes of rum.
"Do you think we are in danger?" "I reckon so." "What do you advise?" "Pack up a few of your traps, take the lass, an' come with me. I'll see you back in Fort Henry." Heckewelder nervously walked up to the tree and back again. Young and Edwards looked blankly at one another. They both remembered Edward's presentiment. Mr. Wells uttered an angry exclamation. "You ask us to fail in our duty?
She shrunk in horror at the thought of again facing Girty. "For God's sake, Heckewelder, don't let him see me! Don't let him come in! Don't!" Even as the imploring voice ceased a heavy thump sounded on the door. "Who's there?" demanded Heckewelder. Thump! Thump! The heavy blows shook the cabin. The pans rattled on the shelves. No answer came from without. "Quick! Hide Benny!
Zeisberger, however, was safe in the Moravian town of Salem, some miles west of Goshocking. Heckewelder had expected to find the same condition of affairs as existed in the Village of Peace; but he was bewildered by the great array of hostile Indians. Chiefs who had once extended friendly hands to him, now drew back coldly, as they said: "Washington is dead. The American armies are cut to pieces.
Young are working to establish other missionary posts. Heckewelder is here now in the interest of this branching out." "How long will it take me to learn the Delaware language?" inquired Jim. "Not long. You do not, however, need to speak the Indian tongue, for we have excellent interpreters."
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