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Updated: May 21, 2025
"So thou hast no drink of forgetfulness to give me?" asked Pocahontas, hesitating at the entrance, to which she had retreated; but the old woman did not answer; and Pocahontas walked off slowly, meditating as she went, while Claw-of-the-Eagle, bow in hand, gazed after her.
Even as Wansutis did adopt Claw-of-the-Eagle, so will I adopt this paleface into our tribe." Every one began to talk at once: "She desires a vain thing!" "She hath the right." "If he live how shall we be safe?" "Since first our forefathers dwelt in this land hath this been permitted to our women!" Powhatan spoke sternly: "Dost thou claim him in earnestness, Matoaka?" "Aye, my father. I claim him.
And just as Claw-of-the-Eagle, hampered by his wounded shoulder, was about to sink below the surface of the river to swim under water, Mark took aim. The bullet hit the top of the head, gashing the skin about the scalp-lock, but did not penetrate very deeply.
"Shoot into the trees there," he commanded, still holding on to Pocahontas. One of the sailors started to aim into the thicket at an unseen enemy, when Claw-of-the-Eagle, realizing that the boat was rapidly swinging out of his range, ran out on to an exposed bluff and notched a second arrow. Before it left the string, however, the bullet from the soldier's musket had hit him in the shoulder.
Had he not proved his valor on the warpath and under torture while they were only gaming with plumpits? They followed him about, eager to do his bidding, each trying to outdo his comrades in sports when his eye was on them. And all the elders had good words to say about Claw-of-the-Eagle, and Wansutis was so proud that she now often forgot to speak evil medicine.
One day Wansutis said to him: "Son, it is time now that thou shouldst take a squaw into thy wigwam. My hands grow weak and a young squaw will serve thee more swiftly than I. Look about thee, my son, and choose." Claw-of-the-Eagle had been thinking many moons that the time had come to bring home a squaw, but he had no need to look about and choose.
"Because thou hast seen as often as thou wilt the lodges of the palefaces," Claw-of-the-Eagle heard her say to Pocahontas, "is it right for thee to marvel that I am eager to witness with mine own eyes such strange ways as are theirs and the marvels the white chief hath stored in the canoe?"
But," and here her voice rose so that Claw-of-the-Eagle had to remind her of their danger by a pressure on the hand, "but I will not intercede for that traitor Japezaws and his crafty squaw. My father may wreak vengeance on them when he will." Her voice, low as it was, had risen in her emotion, and the boy's keen hearing had caught the movement of a man's foot on the wooden deck.
She needed no great light upon the features of the face below to know whose it was. "Claw-of-the-Eagle," she whispered, "is it thou? I thought the white man's gun had killed thee, and I have been mourning for thee." "I lay dead for an hour," he answered as he lifted himself up in the water and hung with both hands to the sides of the boat.
He started but did not reply. "Speak, Claw-of-the-Eagle," she said impatiently. "Powhatan's daughter is not wont to wait for a reply." He saw that it was the same face he had beheld peering into the lodge at the moment he regained consciousness. "I see the sinking sun. Princess of many tribes, the sun that journeys towards the mountains to the village whence I came."
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