United States or Equatorial Guinea ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
What agony of soul was that silent man now undergoing. He emitted a slight groan, which caused Pete to glance quickly around. "Dane seek, eh?" he queried. "Not sick, Pete; only mad. I'm in hell." "A-ha-ha, me know. Bad, eh?" Dane's only reply was a more vigorous stroke than ever, which caused the canoe to quiver as it leaped forward.
But a voice at once reassured her, causing her heart to leap with hope. "White woman safe now," it said. "Injun tak' care white woman. Come." "Who are you?" Jean asked in a trembling voice. "Me Injun Sam. White woman no 'fraid Sam. Come." "Will you save me?" the girl asked. "Will you take me home?" "A-ha-ha. Bimeby. Come."
Suddenly a suspicion flashed into her mind, which caused her to sit bolt upright. Did a white man have anything to do with it? And was that man Seth Lupin? But why had she not seen him? Then she thought of that wild cry of despair outside the lodge, which had caused her such terror. She looked into the Indian woman's face. "Tell me," she said. "Was it Seth Lupin?" "A-ha-ha. Seth. Bad. Ugh!"
"Babby walk all sam' Injun now." The next morning the Indians began to pack up their few belongings, and Jean was delighted when they told her that at last the long overland journey was to begin. The streams were now frozen, and the travelling good. "How long will it take us to make the journey?" Jean asked Sam. "Long tam. Wan moon, mebbe. Two moon, mebbe." "What! two months?" "A-ha-ha, mebbe.
"Good for you, Sam! You are a great hunter. Where is the deer?" "White man eat'm," he replied with a smile. "And did you haul it into camp?" "A-ha-ha. Sam strong, beeg." This supply of meat was a God-send to all, and there was great rejoicing among the Loyalists. They praised the Indian for what he had done, and he was looked upon as a hero, especially by the children.
Dane laughed and looked at his companion. "I am all right, Pete," he assured. "But I've seen and heard great things to-day. I also knocked out two slashers, while the third ran away." "A-ha-ha, good," the Indian grunted. "Dem all slashers in beeg canoe, eh?" and he motioned toward the harbour. "No, no; they are King George's people. They were driven out of their own homes, and have come here.
Leaving the house, Dane hurried across the open, and he had almost reached the native when the latter dropped upon his hands and knees, and examined something he had just discovered. "Have you found anything?" Dane asked. "A-ha-ha," Pete replied, lifting his head, and holding forth a tiny shred of cloth. Dane seized it and examined it most carefully, while his heart gave a great bound.
"Slashers, Pete, eh?" he questioned in a low voice. "A-ha-ha," was the reply. "No meet 'em, Dane. Too many. We go round." Without another word he swung sharply to the right, and led the way to the water in a wide circle. Cautiously they approached the shore, and then keeping within the edge of the forest they moved slowly along, most of the time upon their hands and knees.
Early the next morning he found an excellent camping-spot, and took Jean over to see it. "Good camp here," he told her. "Plenty tree, plenty wood." "Will you help those people to build new lodges?" she asked. "A-ha-ha, Sam help." "And can you get more meat? Perhaps you can shoot a moose." "Sam get feesh bimeby. Kai-u-hus, mebbe." "What is that?" "All sam' rat. Swim in water, build house."
"My Great Father in heaven has sent you to save me and to take me home. Do you know Him?" "A-ha-ha, me know'm. White man tell Injun long tam ago." "Missionary?" Jean asked. "A-ha-ha. Long black robe. Cross, all sam' dis," and Sam made the form of the symbol of salvation with his forefinger. Jean knew that he referred to some French missionary who had visited the country.
Word Of The Day