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Updated: May 23, 2025
"One, two hours," said the Huron, looking up at the sky, "den sun git dere," pointing to the zenith. "Shawnees know here?" "Know me here? Guesses not; don't care if dey does, nor dey doesn't care neider." "Shawnees won't come here?" "No, no, Oonomoo, you needn't be afraid " "Afraid who?" demanded the Huron, with quick fierceness. "Oonomoo never run afore one two t'ree dozen Shawnees.
"Has the Moravian missionary given Niniotan two tongues that he should think Oonomoo speaks idle words?" "Niniotan does not think so," said the son, in a humble voice of thrilling sweetness. "Oonomoo said when the sun was over yonder tree-top he would be waiting for his boy Niniotan. He waited, but Niniotan was not here."
"Cap'n," said the Huron, speaking quickly and earnestly, "the Shawnees have found de lodge ob Oonomoo his wife runnin' trough de woods de Shawnees chasin' her Oonomoo must go." "God bless me!
Oonomoo walked quietly forward, and with his feet shoved it from the log. Still twisting and interlocking, it sunk down, down, down into the clear spring-like waters until it could be seen on the gravelly bottom, where its struggles continued as he passed on.
And at scarcely a dozen feet distant, the craven, cowardly wretches poured a volley from their rifles upon both him and the kneeling woman beside him. Oonomoo did not leap or yell; but with his eyes still fixed upon his enemies, and his knife still firmly clutched in his hand, commenced slowly sinking backward to the earth.
Oonomoo awoke in a short time, and reseated himself by the side of his wife. "Where is Niniotan?" he asked, looking around him. "He is dressing the meat of the deer which he slew this morning. Shall I call him?" "No, I am not yet tired of my Fluellina." The happy wife replied by placing her warm cheek against his, and holding it there a moment.
"I say, Oonomoo," called out Lieutenant Canfield, in a suppressed voice, "suppose Miss Prescott and myself should indulge in conversation, would you have any objection?" "No don't care talk sweet talk love so no one hear but gal gal talk low, sweet, so no one but him hear," returned the Indian, pleasantly.
I wish you to keep watch of the clearing while I do." "Don't 'spect none of dem Injines will be back here?" "No, but Oonomoo will probably soon be. I want you to see him the minute he comes, and awaken me so that there shall be no unnecessary delay."
A few minutes later, the party, bearing among them the bodies of Oonomoo and Fluellina, set out for the settlement, which was reached just as the sun was disappearing in the west. The lifeless forms were placed in the block-house for the night. The next morning a large and deep grave was dug in a cool grove just back of the village, into which the two bodies, suitably inclosed, were lowered.
The latter did not hesitate to do so, as he had perfect faith in his honesty, knowing much of his history. The savage led the way some distance into the woods, where they were not likely to be seen or overheard, and then stopped and confronted his companion. "Where'd you come from, Oonomoo?" asked the latter. "From fightin' de Shawnees," replied the savage, proudly.
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