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This was made up of black, white, and yellow circles, lines, and streaks that made him look frightful. But Alice was not scared at all. She and Omas were old friends. Nearly a year before, he stopped at their cabin one stormy night and asked for something to eat. Mrs. Ripley gave him plenty of coarse brown, well baked bread and cold meat, and allowed him to sleep on the floor until morning.
The Delaware had done the same before when visiting the family, and acquired the civilized form of eating, while Linna picked it up during the brief time spent with her friends. The meal lasted but a few minutes, when they once more gathered up their luggage, as it may be called, left the house, and with Omas in the lead, struck into the mountains on the long tramp to the Delaware.
Omas was one of the most noted examples. The first thrill of hope came to the young child when she recognised the one that had killed the bear. He was Red Wolf, a member of her own tribe, who often had been in her father's wigwam, and was therefore well known to his child.
Omas promised to bring his child to see Alice, who, with her mother's permission, said she would return the visit. There can be no doubt that the Delaware often went a long way out of his course, for no other reason than to spend an hour or less with Alice Ripley.
Helloa! is that you, Omas?" It was the Delaware that had turned the assault aside. A couple of bounds placed him beside he lad, and he caught his arm with a grip of iron. It was of no use trying to hold back. Omas half running, half leaping, drove his way like a wedge through the surging swarm.
"Omas," said the mother, "I understand you wish us to go to the Delaware." "Yes," he replied, "Iroquois won't hurt you there must go." "We haven't a particle of food with us; Ben has his gun and may have a chance to shoot some game on the way more than likely, he will have no chance at all; it will take us several days to reach Stroudsburg, which, I believe, is the nearest point.
Each of the three elder was using eyes and ears to the utmost. The sharp crack of a rifle broke the silence, not more than a hundred yards to the right of them. Everyone started except Omas, who acted as if he did not hear the report. He made no change in his pace, and so far as the others could see in the gloom, did not turn his head. They concluded, therefore, that no cause for alarm existed.
But the people themselves knew the peril, and did their best to prepare for it. But who should know more about the Indians and Tories than Omas, the great Delaware warrior? When, therefore, he said these words to Mrs. Ripley, that woman's heart beat faster.
Ripley asked Omas for how long a time he could leave his child with them, he said he must take her back that evening. His wigwam was a good many miles away in the woods, and he would have to travel all night to reach the village of his tribe. Mrs. Ripley, however, pleaded so hard, that he consented to let his child stay until he came back the next day or soon thereafter for her.
As the party came up, Omas merely glanced at Mrs. Ripley and her child, but did not speak. As for his own little girl, he gave her no notice. Young as she was, she understood him, and did not claim any attention from him. If they had been alone, she would have been in his arms with their cheeks together. "Go 'cross," said he, pointing toward the other shore.
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