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Red Wolf, therefore, having squared accounts, so to speak, with his present companions, was anxious to win the good will of Linna, and thereby that of her fierce parent, who was a hurricane in his wrath, and likely to brain Red Wolf before he could explain matters. "Omas is the greatest warrior of the Delawares," he said to Linna; "Red Wolf and he are brothers.
They did the same toward her, and then all, with the exception of the children, seated themselves on the fallen tree beside which the small fire was burning. Mrs. Ripley had observed the little incident the preceding afternoon, when Zitner tried to stop Linna. She was ill at ease, for she noticed how sharply he looked at the child.
Ripley looked devoutly upward, and murmured: "I thank Thee, Heavenly Father, for Thy great mercy to me and mine. Bless Omas and To-wika and Linna, and hold them for ever in Thy precious keeping." The events which had taken place were strange; but Mrs. Ripley maintained, to the end of her life, that those which followed were tenfold more remarkable.
It was a long tramp through the forest to his own wigwam, and his people were aflame with excitement because of Wyoming; but the warrior hardly paused night and day until he flung himself at the feet of To-wika and begged that he might die. From this remarkable woman Linna had inherited more mental strength than from her iron hearted father.
She insisted at first upon lying on the hard floor, for never in her life had she touched a bed; but after awhile, she became willing to share the couch with her playmate. Alice knelt down by the side of the little trundle bed and said her prayers, as she always did; but Linna could not understand what it meant.
But at the moment of entering them he stopped abruptly, wheeled about, and walked slowly back toward the cabin. Upon the return of Linna, Mrs. Ripley stepped to the front door to look for her son. He was not in sight, but Omas had stopped again hardly a rod distant. He stood a moment, looking fixedly at her, and then beckoned with his free hand for her to approach.
He noted the direction of her gaze, and there, not fifty feet away, was a big hen turkey, walking slowly over the leaves, with head aloft and glancing here and there for the lost one. The target was a good one, and taking careful aim, Ben toppled it fluttering to the ground at the first fire. "Dat all want?" queried Linna. "Yes; that will do for tonight, Linna." "Den go back play wid Alice."
Then came Alice and her mother, while Ben considered himself the rearguard. When the space allowed, Alice took the hand of her parent, but Linna never presumed to speak to or interfere with her grim, silent parent. Darkness closed around them before they had gone a couple of miles. During all this time the tramp continued in silence, probably not a dozen words being spoken.
She had been begging for this visit, and now, when she saw her friend, she ran forward, took her little plump hand and said "Linna, I am real glad you have come!" Omas had risen to his feet, and watched the girls with an affection and interest which found no expression on his painted face. His child looked timidly up to him and walked slowly forward, her hand clasped in that of Alice.
The Delaware had done the same before when visiting the family, and acquired the civilized form of eating, while Linna picked it up during the brief time spent with her friends. The meal lasted but a few minutes, when they once more gathered up their luggage, as it may be called, left the house, and with Omas in the lead, struck into the mountains on the long tramp to the Delaware.
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