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"Why do you wish to take them back to Wyoming?" "If he wants them to go to the other big river, he can send them after he sees them again." "You will make Omas angry; he will strike you down with his tomahawk," said Linna. Although these words were the words of a child, they produced their effect.
She made several failures at first, all of which were patiently explained by her tutor; by and by she went through the performance from beginning to end without a break. Alice clapped her hands with delight, and Omas certain that no grownup person saw him smiled with pleasure. "Doesn't she know how to talk?" asked Alice, looking up at the warrior.
They were his best friends; and they his brave Seneca brothers, when they knew of this, would be glad. He had set out to conduct them to the settlements, and his brothers would wish all a safe arrival there. This speech, delivered with far more address than I am able to give it, worked as a charm. Not the slightest reference was made to the cowardly Red Wolf, though Omas knew all about him.
"Omas has been here; that is his little girl that you hear laughing with Alice. He has told me the same as you the Tories and Indians are coming, and he wants us to flee with him." "What does he mean by that?" asked the half indignant boy. "He says they will put us all to death, and if we do not go with him, we will be killed too."
What about her?" "Who's Linna?" asked the visitor. "She is the little child of Omas, the Delaware warrior. He brought her here this afternoon to make Alice a visit, and promised to call tomorrow for her. Will it be safe to wait until he comes?" The neighbor shook his head. "You mustn't take any chances. Why don't you turn her loose to take care of herself? She can do it."
The words of Omas showed, too, that he knew what was coming. Though the British Colonel Butler might accept the surrender and strive to give fair treatment to the prisoners, he would find it hard to restrain the Tories and Indians. All that could be done was for the fugitives to flee, without an hour's delay. They were already flocking to the river in the effort to reach the other side.
The handsome face of Benjamin Ripley took on an expression of scorn, and as he straightened up, he seemed to become several inches taller. "He forgets that I am with you! Omas is very kind; but he and his Tory friends had better look out for themselves. Why, with the men at the fort, Colonel Butler will have several hundred." "But they are mostly old men and boys."
I am sure he would not have acted that way, had he been in the possession of his senses. When Ben parted from Omas, he was without a rifle, but on joining him again, the warrior had a fine weapon in his hand. It was not the one with which he appeared at the house. The lad might have guessed how he got it, but he did not ask any questions, nor seem to notice it.
He set out with her to overtake the little party who, with never a thought of what was going on, were struggling through the gloomy wilderness, beset by perils on every hand. Since they were following no beaten path, except for a little way, the most perfect woodcraft was necessary to find them. Omas knew the direction they had taken, and calculated the time needed to reach the Delaware.
"What can you mean by such a remark?" asked the shocked lady. "I mean, religion is good enough for white people, but don't work with Injins. They will pretend they're good, but are only waiting for a chance to do mischief." "The converted Delawares have never taken part in the wars against us. You know that as well as I." "How about Omas?" "He makes no pretence of Christianity."
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