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Updated: May 10, 2025
But at the moment of entering them he stopped abruptly, wheeled about, and walked slowly back toward the cabin. Upon the return of Linna, Mrs. Ripley stepped to the front door to look for her son. He was not in sight, but Omas had stopped again hardly a rod distant. He stood a moment, looking fixedly at her, and then beckoned with his free hand for her to approach.
He wished to go away with his companions and leave them to pursue their flight without molestation, so far as they were concerned. But the Senecas held Omas in less dread than did Red Wolf. They were unwilling to let the whites escape. The third warrior, who joined them, was as strenuous as the first.
The sight of the Indian, however, at the stern would make it appear that they were already prisoners, and the other warriors would give their attention elsewhere. Omas kept clear of Monacacy Island, and by and by his feet touched ground. Before that, the dripping Linna had run out on land, and so the whole party safely reached the eastern shore.
"Why do you say that, Omas?" "Iroquois like leaves on trees white men, call Tories soon come down here kill all white people kill you kill little girl, big boy if you stay here." The pioneer's wife had heard the same rumors for days past. She knew there was cause for fear, for nearly all the able bodied men in Wyoming were absent with the patriot army, fighting for independence.
Red Wolf, therefore, having squared accounts, so to speak, with his present companions, was anxious to win the good will of Linna, and thereby that of her fierce parent, who was a hurricane in his wrath, and likely to brain Red Wolf before he could explain matters. "Omas is the greatest warrior of the Delawares," he said to Linna; "Red Wolf and he are brothers.
Fairly through the mountain spur and among the deep woods, the journey was pushed until the night was well along. Suddenly, Omas made a short turn to the right and stopping in a hollow, where there were several large boulders, he said "We stay here all night." The words were a surprise, for it was expected he would travel for a long time. He, Mrs.
Benjamin was rather shy of the fierce looking Delaware, but Alice took to him at first. She brought him a basin of water, and asked him to please wash his face. The startled mother gently reproved her; but Omas did that which an Indian rarely does smiled. He spoke English unusually well, and knew why the child had proposed to him to use the water.
A few years before, there had been a massacre of the settlers, and Omas was foremost among the Indians who swung the tomahawk and fired his rifle at the white people. He was tall, sinewy, active, and powerful. Three stained eagle feathers were fastened on his crown in the long black hair, and his hunting shirt, leggings, and moccasins were bright with different colored beads and fringes.
"No; me won't. Me don't like you," she replied, with an angry flirt and backward step. "Jingo!" exclaimed the surprised Zitner; "I didn't think she could talk our lingo. Say, Miss Spitfire, what is your father's name?" Before either Mrs. Ripley or her son could interpose, Linna answered defiantly "He Omas great warrior kill good many white people kill you!"
"Well," said the high spirited lad, with a twinkle of his fine hazel eyes, "add up a lot of old men and boys, and the average is the same number of middle aged men, isn't it? Don't you worry, mother things are all right. If Omas comes back, give him our thanks, and tell him we are not going to sneak off when we are needed at home." It was hard to resist the contagion of Ben's hopefulness.
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