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Updated: May 10, 2025
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.
"She's a remarkable child," finally said the mother; "she has done us more than one good turn, and, it may be, Heaven intends to make use of her again, though I cannot see how." "The Iroquois will recognise her as one of their own race. Perhaps one or more of them belong to her tribe: they will know her as the child of Omas, and may listen to her pleadings."
It was a real treat for her, even though she did not remove any of her clothing. The weather was sultry, and the bath refreshingly cool. Not comprehending the sad scenes around her, she dived, and splashed, and frolicked, easily keeping in advance of the boat. Truth to tell, the canoe had all it could hold, and Omas, who swam at the stern, handled it with care to prevent it overturning.
When he rose to go, the long summer day was drawing to a close. He spoke to Linna in their native tongue. She was sitting on the floor just then, playing with a wonderful rag baby, but was up in a flash, and followed him outside. "Wait a moment and she will come back," said Mrs. Ripley to her own child. She knew what the movement meant: Omas did not wish anyone to see him and Linna.
"Omas, when you were here the other day, you promised that the next time you came to see me you would bring Linna." "Dat so Omas promise." "Then why haven't you done as you said?" "Omas never speak with double tongue; he bring Linna with him." "You did? where is she?" asked Alice, springing to her feet, clasping her hands, and looking expectantly around.
Without hesitation she stepped off the broad flat stone and went to him. "What is it, Omas?" she asked in an undertone, pausing in front of him, and gazing up into the grim, painted countenance. The Delaware returned the look for a few seconds, as if studying how to say what was in his mind. Then in a voice lower even than hers, he said "You little girl big boy go way soon must not stay here."
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