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Updated: May 10, 2025
For what? a sacrifice to the gods you have offended in your classic existence?" "Both. A peace-offering, and a sacrifice to a goddess." "Young man," said the other, the light of a smile playing on his lips, "'Prosperity be thy page! Big Moccasin, what of this young live moose?" The Indian shook his head doubtfully.
Late in the fall of 1858, I was one of a party on the trail of a band of Indians who had been committing some horrible murders in a mining-camp in the northern portion of Washington Territory. On the fourth day out, just about dusk, we struck their moccasin tracks, which we followed all night, and surprised their camp in the gray light of the early morning.
The next morning we walked out to Fort Wood, a prominent salient of the defenses of the place, and from its parapet we had a magnificent view of the panorama. Lookout Mountain, with its rebel flags and batteries, stood out boldly, and an occasional shot fired toward Wauhatchee or Moccasin Point gave life to the scene.
In an instant we were down on our knees on the hard dirt floor, and there was a man's foot in a moccasin! We both grabbed it and pulled, bringing to life a person with little blue eyes and stiff blond hair. "Swein Poulsson!" exclaimed Polly Ann, giving him an involuntary kick, "may the devil give ye shame!" Swein Poulsson rose to a sitting position and clasped his knees in his hands.
I clung to the tree with the desperation of despair, and the moccasin giving way, I soon drew myself above his reach, with no other injury than a severe scratch.
First, my sister, a Zane all through, which is saying enough. Then as sweet and fiery a little Indian princess as ever stepped in a beaded moccasin, and since, more than one beautiful, impulsive creature. Being in authority, I suppose it's natural that all the work, from keeping the garrison ready against an attack, to straightening out love affairs, should fall upon me.
That is why I thought no sin if you should kiss me on such a night." She sat up in her blanket; and I sat up, too. * "Tekasenthos," she said. * "Chetena, you are laughing!" * "Neah. Tekasenthos!" she insisted. "Why?" "You do not love me," she remarked, kicking off one ankle moccasin. * "Kenonwea-sasita-ha-wiyo, chetenaha!" I said, laughing. * "Akasita? Katontats. But is that all of me you love?"
Not a thing had we found to indicate any trace of the lost woman and child, until I caught sight of a tiny, blue string beneath a piece of rusty metal. Kicking the tin aside, I caught the ribbon up. When I saw on the lower end a child's finely beaded moccasin, I confess I had rather felt the point of Le Grand Diable's dagger at my own heart than have shown that simple thing to Hamilton.
The bushes tore away the legs of my trousers completely, and my drawers, which thus became the sole protection of my legs from the middle of my thighs down, had big holes in them. Each night I cut a piece of leather from my moccasin uppers, and boiled it in my cup until morning, when I would eat it and drink the water.
It is a far cry from a wigwam to Westminster, from a prairie trail to the Tower Bridge, and London looks a strange place to the Red Indian whose eyes still see the myriad forest trees, even as they gaze across the Strand, and whose feet still feel the clinging moccasin even among the scores of clicking heels that hurry along the thoroughfares of this camping-ground of the paleface.
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