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Updated: May 29, 2025
With stiff arms and shoulders, and knees that did not wish to move, Dave walked from the wigwam. It was early morning, and near a small camp-fire were assembled Foot-in-His-Mouth, Mamuliekala, and several others. They were eating the first meal of the day, and Dave was given a fair share of the food.
Then they marched forward boldly, arousing several sleeping dogs, who began to bark loudly. A cry went up from one of the squaws who had a pappoose in her arms, and at this half a dozen squaws and two old men showed themselves. "Where is Mamuliekala, the Great Water Bear?" asked White Buffalo sternly. "He has gone on a journey," answered one of the old men, his eyes shifting uneasily as he spoke.
The Indian had a long talk with Mamuliekala, and Dave saw a string of wampum passed from the old magician to the other. He also heard Pontiac's name mentioned. A hard journey on foot now followed. The trail was over rocks and uneven ground, and more than once the young pioneer slipped and fell. The Indians were in no good humor and often pushed and struck him, urging him forward.
He was plainly tired out, but his face brightened on seeing the whites he knew so well. "White Buffalo has found the trail," he announced. "It leads to the village of Shanorison, where lives the old chief Mamuliekala, the Great Water Bear. Mamuliekala and Pontiac are like brothers. They have made Dave their prisoner." "Do you know where Dave is now?"
It was known as Shanorison, and here dwelt an aged chief named Mamuliekala, looked up to by many of the red men because he had once made a trip to Boston and to England.
When he awoke Mamuliekala and many of the braves were gone." This was all the old man would say, and the other aged Indian said he had been away in the woods, digging roots and herbs, for three days. The stories were probably not true, but nothing was to be gained by cross-examining the pair, and White Buffalo did not try it.
The old chief, Mamuliekala, was likewise gone. "What can this mean?" questioned James Morris. "It means that the braves have flown, as fly the birds at the coming of winter," answered White Buffalo. "Let us set a watch and make sure." Barringford and Henry were called up, and all moved slowly from one outskirt of the village to another.
Mamuliekala never ceased to tell of the wonders of the land across the ocean, but only a handful of the red men believed all he said, contending that the English and the rolling of the ship on the ocean had cast a spell over his mind, so that his eyes had deceived him. Having been brought into Shanorison, Dave was brought before one of the under chiefs, and his captors told their tale.
"Let us search the village, and question the squaws," said he, and this was done without delay. At first but little could be learned, but at last they made out that Pontiac had been there, and also Foot-in-His-Mouth, and both had gone off during the night with Mamuliekala, taking the braves and some young white person with them.
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