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I repeated the order, somewhat sternly, for Jaap to cut the cords, and then to follow us to the canoe, in which the Onondago and my two friends had already taken their places. My own foot was raised to enter the canoe, when I heard heavy stripes inflicted on the back of some one.
I exclaimed "some one is set upon, and calls for aid in his extremity. Let us arouse our friends, and go to his assistance. I cannot remain here, Susquesus, with such a cry in my ears." "Best go, t'ink too," answered the Onondago. "No need call, though; two better than four. Stop minute."
All might be well; and, if it were not, the power of this man to injure us could not be very great. A new occurrence, however, raised very unpleasant doubts of his honesty. Jumper being out on a hunt, the Onondago was sent across to Ravensnest the next trip, out of his turn; but, instead of returning, as had been the practice of both, the next day, we saw no more of him for near a fortnight.
In the hope of conciliating the Five nations, he held a great council with them at Onondago, where the Indians showed some disposition towards a peace without concluding one. To influence their deliberations, and raise the depressed spirits of the Canadians, he sent out several parties against the English colonies.
"Susquesus Onondago" the red-man replied, laying a strong emphasis on the name of his tribe. "No Mohawk blood run in him. His people no dig up hatchet, this summer." "Why not, Trackless? You are allies of the Yengeese, and ought to give us your aid, when it is wanted." "Count leaves count Yengeese. Too much for one army. No want Onondago."
Jaap had brought his Huron prisoner with him; and the Onondago declared that the canoe could not carry six. This we knew from experience, indeed, though five went in it very comfortably. "No room," said Susquesus, "for red-man. Five good six bad." "What shall we do with the fellow, Corny?" asked Guert, with a little interest.
"You should not bring such a charge against my slave, Onondago," I said, "unless able to prove it." "He beat red warrior like dog." "What of dat!" growled Jaap, who was only half-quieted by my sign. "Who ebber hear it hurt red-skin to rope-end him?" "Warrior back like squaw's. Blow hurt him. He never forget."
We were renewing the priming of our rifles, a precaution each man took twice every day, to prevent the effects of the damps of the woods, when the Onondago quietly fell in behind Guert, patiently waiting the leisure of the latter. "We are all ready, Trackless," cried the Albanian 'give us the lead and the step, as before." "No" answered the Indian.
He might as well have battered the Rock of Gibraltar, you know, as to attempt to break a nigger's skull, and so your fellow got the best of it. What shall we do with the rascal?" "Take scalp," said the Onondago, sententiously; "got good scalp war-lock ready paint, war-paint capital scalp."
"It would seem that the Onondago expects the French Indians will now strike at the settlements," I remarked to my companions, "and, that our friends at Ravensnest may need our aid; but, at the same time, he thinks we should first return to Mooseridge, and join the surveyors. Which mode of proceeding strikes you as the best, my friends?"
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