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Updated: June 14, 2025
Luckily I met him when going home in my cariole! Okematan, the Indian, was with me. So he got out, and said he would pilot Davidson safe home! He said something about Fergus McKay, which I could not understand, so I have come on, and will drive to Fort Garry with the news! But my horse has broke down! Is yours in the stable?" Dechamp was a sturdy young half-breed and an old playmate of La Certe.
He took his brother by the arm, and led him unresistingly away, followed by the dark-skinned Indian, who, with the usual reticence of his race, had stood like a brown statue, silently observing events. Jessie Davidson, who was a fair and comely maiden, touched him on the arm as he was passing out "Oh! take care of him, Okematan," she said, anxiously. Okematan replied "Ho!" in a sort of grunt.
They, in their comparative ignorance of savage life, set him down as one of the visitors, while the visitors, if they noticed him at all, esteemed him one of the cross-breeds of the Settlement. The only man who saw through the disguise of Kateegoose was Okematan, who could not understand why he had adopted it, and who resolved to keep a sharp eye on him.
Old Peg made a feeble effort to do what she conceived to be her duty, and Okematan stood by, calmly looking on his grave countenance exhibiting no symptom of emotion, but his mind filled with intense surprise, not unmingled with pity, for the Palefaces who displayed such an amount of energy in attempting the impossible.
Besides the gun and ammunition referred to, Okematan carried a blanket, a hatchet, several extra pairs of moccasins, a tin kettle in which to boil food, a fire-bag for steel, flint, and tinder, with a small supply of tobacco. On hearing of his intention, Dan Davidson resolved to accompany him.
"The Palefaces told me," continued Okematan with great deliberation, as if about to make some astounding revelations, "that their land was too small to hold them, and so they came away. I told them that that was wise; that Cree Indians would have done the same.
At any rate you cannot have Okematan, for he is not in camp, he left soon after we pitched, and I know has not yet returned." "It matters not. Fergus will do better. He is more companionable." Returning to camp, Dan Davidson made the proposal to Fergus McKay. That worthy was, as he said, ready for anything, and the two were soon mounted.
He can do us no harm." As the approaching figure drew near, it was seen to be that of an Indian on horseback. He rode carelessly at a jog-trot. "It looks like Okematan!" said Dechamp, glancing at his companion in surprise. "It iss Okematan," returned Fergus. Before another word could be spoken, a shot was heard in the camp, and horse and man were seen to roll upon the ground.
Moreover, what is to become o' Little Bill when we are fechtin'? It iss my opeenion that we put the command o' our expeedition in the hands of Okematan, an' leave him to do what he thinks best." "Arch-ee is a true brave," said the Indian, "but he is young. When the wrinkles of age are on his brow he will be a great chief.
"I say, Oke," demanded the lad, with what was meant for an overwhelming frown, "do you mean to hint that I have any fear of the Indians?" "Okematan has the belief that Arch-ee never knew fear at all," returned the chief, earnestly; "that he has the courage of the young buffalo-bull." "Well, I'm not quite so sure o' that," returned the boy, with a modest look.
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