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Updated: June 14, 2025
"We've got to pretend to believe the lyin' varmint or we shan't find out nothin' from him, that's sartin." As this was the first opportunity I ever had of examining a live Comanche, I regarded this specimen with some curiosity; for a friendly Comanche in those days was indeed an anomaly. The Indian's body was entirely naked, with the exception of a breech-cloth and pair of leggins.
As Woodcock could not collect the debt, he paid himself by going into the Indian's house and taking his child and some goods. For this crime he was sentenced to sit in the stocks at Rehoboth during a training day, and to pay a fine of forty shillings.
If a head appeared at a loophole, bang went an Indian's gun. If a point was left unguarded, there was the torch applied. Fire arrows whizzed over the rampart in the darkness, only to burn themselves out in the broad roadway between the wall and the buildings. Again and again hundreds of painted warriors danced about the fort yelling as if Detroit, like Jericho, might be taken with shouting.
Everywhere, I said, I had been the Indian's friend, and I wished to be his friend, to live with him at Parahuari, even as I had lived with other chiefs and heads of villages and families; to be looked on by him, as these others had looked on me, not as a stranger or a white man, but as a friend, a brother, an Indian.
"And then we'll have to go at those wires. I'm not so sure " The colonel's remarks were interrupted by peculiar actions on the part of Chet. The little animal appeared to have gotten something into his mouth which bothered him. He was whining and pawing at his jaws. "Look at the dog, Colonel!" exclaimed Jack. "Look!" "Gad! he's got hold of the Indian's watch!" cried the detective.
It was instantly picked up by one of his three sons, whom the noise of the scuffle had now brought all up; brandishing it aloft, he aimed a blow at my head, which I parried with my arm, the limb dropping senseless to my side. My men, however, were now on the spot to defend me, and a fierce scuffle took place between them and the Indian's sons.
Matthews had headed the horses and pack mule back from an open glade and hobbled their fore feet. Then Wayland began chopping down small trees. They saw the figures of the outlaws against the twilight of the gap ride away from the far margin of the lake. Then only did the Ranger build a little fire behind the biggest hemlocks, an Indian's tiny chip fire, not "the big white-man's blaze."
It was some time before Walter could understand the Indian's meaning, and then the thought came that he had heard some one say the half-breed came to Portsmouth from the Penobscot River. "Do you mean that there was a price set on Jim's head?" he asked, eagerly. "Hundred pound," and Sewatis held up the bag once more. "Now build mill."
His home was the trackless wilds, where he was true to his calling a foe to the redman. Wonderful to relate his long, black hair never adorned the walls of an Indian's lodge, where a warrior might point with grim pride and say: "No more does the Deathwind blow over the hills and vales."
"Two t'ree hundreds all Shawnees like to git Oonomoo's scalp nebber git him Oonomee die in his lodge scalp on his head," said the Huron, proudly. "I hopes so; hopes I will, too." The expression of the Indian's face was changed. It assumed a dark, earnest appearance. He was done trifling, and wished to commence business. "See her dis mornin'?" he asked, in short, quick tones.
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