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But Lot had fairly dragged the angry Enoch to the door and now pushed him out of the inn. "What's the matter with you, Nuck?" he demanded. "D'you want to get us all into trouble?" "That's Simon Halpen!" exclaimed Enoch, panting with excitement. "I'd have flown at his throat in another moment." "Zuckers!" exclaimed Lot. "The feller that burned down your marm's house? Don't blame ye for bein' mad.
A good half of the boys had turned with shouts of welcome to meet him, for he was popular with them. Ordinarily Crow Wing was a very social fellow and taught the white boys to make arrows, string their bows, build canoes, and set ingenious snares. "I don't want him here!" declared Enoch to the ranger. "Tut, tut, what do you care? There's no need in your making an enemy of that fellow, Nuck.
And well may you say it who have two sons to give for freedom. But mark my words, madam! Those two boys of yours will be needed, and if the Almighty spares them they will be some years older before either side in this controversy gives in.... Now friends, I must away. You know what is expected of you, 'Siah. Young Nuck, you'll be wanted at Bennington to-morrow."
If he was angry he did not show it. His face was as passive as ever. "Quick work that," said Bolderwood. "You'll have to wake up, Crow Wing, if you want to get the best of Nuck." "Hurrah for Nuck!" shouted the boys. But the second trial was another matter. Crow Wing approached warily. He feinted several times and then leaped away when Enoch tried to seize him as he had before.
Lots of the cases these Tories have hatched up against our people are goin' to be tried, an' the Whigs ain't goin' to stand it. Judge Chandler ain't so bad a man; but Judge Sabin and the others are dead set ag'in all our folks. They say the sheriff has sworn in a big lot of deperties. Mebbe you'll see some fun before you go back to Bennington, Nuck."
"We'll make yonder hovel that you boys play in, all tight and warm for the winter, Nuck," Bolderwood observed, seeing the tears running down the boy's cheeks. "Don't cry about it. And we'll have up a better house than this in the spring, lad. The neighbors will all help ye." Meanwhile, however, Bolderwood had kept his eye upon the surveyor.
Plenty deer yonder," and he pointed in the direction of the lick where Jonas Harding had been killed. Nuck understood. "I'll go with you. Will you come across and eat supper with us?" But the Indian shook his head vigorously. "Will eat yonder. Have meat. Harding get rifle and blanket. Will make fire." He turned about instantly and plunged into the forest.
Couldn't tell any of 'em so far away. But they be'n't Bennington men, that's sure." Nuck was hastily pulling on his stockings. "You run back and tell mother. I'll watch 'em till they land and see what they intend to do." "But the bears " began Bryce. "We'll have to leave 'em. That one in the tree will be all right for a while for sure. Now hurry."
"Well, lad, mainly that Jonas Harding, who was as quick on the trail and as good a woodsman as myself, should be worsted by a mad buck; it seems downright impossible, Nuck." "I know. But there could be no mistake about it, 'Siah. There were the hoof-marks and there was no bullet wound on the body, only those gashes made by the critter's horns. Simon Halpen " Bolderwood raised his hand quickly.
It was eleven o'clock at night, November 20th, that Colonel Allen, Captain Baker, and more than a score of their friends, entered the settlement with all the care and circumlocution of Indians. Nuck and Lot Breckenridge had joined the party at supper time in a certain rendezvous of Allen's in the woods, having hidden their canoe and traps on the bank of the Otter several miles away.
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