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Updated: June 9, 2025
In the Susquehanna and Chinisee Valleys, not a roof survived unburnt, not a fruit tree or an ear of corn remained standing, not a domestic animal, not a fowl, was left. And, save for the aged squaw we left at Chiquaha in a new hut of bark, with provisions sufficient for her needs, not one living soul now inhabited the charred ruins of the Long House behind us, except our fierce soldiery.
He smiled and the effort distorted his pale, handsome face. "I think it will happen at Chinisee," he said quietly. "What will happen?" "The end of the world for me, Loskiel." "It is not like you, Boyd, to speak in such a manner. Only lately have I ever heard from you a single note of such foreboding." "Only lately have I been dowered with the ominous clairvoyance. I am changed, Loskiel."
When dawn whitened the east, it became plain to us all that we had taken the wrong direction. The Chinisee Castle was not here. Nothing lay before us but a deserted village. I knew not what to make of Boyd, for the discovery of our mistake seemed to produce no impression on him.
But Hanierri remained obstinate, declaring that he had positive information that the Chinisee Castle lay in the direction we were taking. Boyd seemed strangely indifferent and dull, making apparently no effort to sift the matter further.
All night long we moved on the hard and trodden trail; and toward dawn we reached a town. Reconnoitering the place, we found it utterly abandoned. If the Chinisee Castle lay beyond it, we could not determine, but Hanierri insisted that it was there. So Boyd sent back four men to Sullivan to report on what we had done; and we lay in the woods on the outskirts of the village, to wait for daylight.
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