nicotee

Updated: May 12, 2025

He says: 'Seven years ago, at the falls of the Powhatan, Black Wolf saw his brother fall before the stick-that-speaks of the palefaces. Grey Wolf was a great chief. The village in the Blue Mountains mourned very much. Nicotee, his squaw, went wailing into the land of shadows.

Mary Johnston - Prisoners of Hope: A Tale of Colonial Virginia