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Updated: May 22, 2025
For Paspah spent most of his time stretched in the sunshine smoking his pipe, and often sold his game for a drink of rum. Several times he had been induced to go up north with the fur hunters, and Wenonah was happy and cheerful without him. "I do not want a brave," Jeanne would fling out laughingly. "I shall be brave enough for myself." "And thou art sensible, Red Rose!" nodding sagely.
She yielded passively and clung piteously to the younger woman, her feet lagging. "She was so glad and joyous all day. I should not have let her go out of my sight," the foster mother moaned. "And it was only such a little while. Heaven and the blessed Mother send her back safely." "I think they will find her. Paspah is good on a trail.
They all went to the plain small shelter in which the Fleurys were thankful to be housed, and none the less glad to welcome their friends. They kept Jeanne to dinner, and would gladly have taken her as a guest. M. Loisel had offered her a home, but she preferred staying with Wenonah. Paspah had never come back from his quest.
So I did not wait for the next moon. I said, 'I have little need for Paspah, since I earn bread for the little ones. Why should he sit in the wigwam all winter, now and then killing a deer or helping on the dock for a drink of brandy? So I sent him North again to join the hunters and to find Jeanne. For I know that handsome, evil-eyed Louis Marsac is at the bottom of it." "Oh, Wenonah!"
For some moments she studied Wenonah in silence. "She was afraid of him. She would not go out to the forest nor on the river while he was here. But he went away " "He could have planned it all. He would find enough to do his bidding. But if she has been taken up North, Paspah will find her." That gave some present comfort to Pani.
Pani fell on her shoulder and cried, she was so weak and overcome. "We will not speak of this. Paspah has a grudge against Marsac; he struck him a blow last summer. My father would have killed him for the blow, but the red men who hang around the towns have no spirit. They creep about like panthers, and only show their teeth to an enemy.
It reached Wenonah presently, who hastened to the Helmuths'. Pani sat bewildered, and the Indian woman, by skillful questioning, finally drew the story from her. "I think it is a band of roving Indians," she said. "I am glad now that Paspah is at home. He is a good guide. But we must send in town and get a company." "Yes, yes, that is the thing to do. A few soldiers with arms.
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