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The first treaty between the United States and the Sacs, was made at Fort Harmar, on the Muskingum river, on the 9th of January 1789. It was concluded by Arthur St. Clair, governor of the Territory north west of the Ohio, on the part of the United States, and the sachems and warriors of the Chippeway, Ottawa, Pottawatamie, Delaware, Wyandotte and Sac tribes of Indians.
"Father Nouvel married us," I replied. "We found him at the Pottawatamie Islands. I marvel that you did not hear news of us from there, monsieur." He sank back on the blanket. "I did not go there. I sprained my ankle." He talked still with that curious rattling in his voice. "I lost time and the damned Indians left me. When did you discover" "I married madame as soon as I discovered.
And thereupon I recited all that had happened between the Huron and myself from the day when we had played at shuttlecock with spears till the night when he had shadowed us at the Pottawatamie camp, the night before our wedding. I even told her of the profile in his pouch. She winced at that. "Why did you not tell me before?" "It seemed useless to alarm you." "But you tell me now."
Good luck to you, and a happy sight of home." The Pottawatamie then turned and thrust out a hand to each of the others, who met his offered leave-taking with apparent friendship.
The girl sat up and shook her head. "Only by the stars and the clouds," she answered. I felt relieved. "And how did you happen to come this way?" I went on. "What did they tell you at the Pottawatamie Islands?" She stopped to laugh. "That you went the other way," she replied, and she swept her arm to the southwest. I shrugged my shoulders. "And you thought I lied to them?" She nodded her answer.
I had been silent, when I had not been fault finding, till, supper over, the woman, leaning across the fire, asked me why. "Is something wrong?" she ventured. "Ever since we met the Pottawatamies you have seemed in haste." I looked around. The men were at a distance preparing for sleep. "I wish to reach the Pottawatamie Islands before to-morrow night.
"Is the Huron with them?" he asked the priest. I pushed forward. "What Huron?" I demanded, in the Pottawatamie speech. The chief stirred somewhat at hearing me use his language. "A Huron is in the woods," he said indifferently. "Every one must live, thieves as well as others, but I do not like it that he stole our squashes. When a Huron comes, you will soon see the French."
To the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States: I now lay before you copies of the treaties concluded with the Delaware, Pottawatamie, Miami, Eel River, and Wea tribes of Indians for the extinguishment of their title to the lands therein described, and I recommend to the consideration of Congress the making provision by law for carrying them into execution.
He was poorly clad, and his toes protruded from his boots. The old man received me with great cordiality, and the little band gathered about me. He respectfully, but firmly, forbade conversation on the Pottawatamie affair. After the meal, thanks were returned to the bountiful Giver. Often, I was told, the old man would retire to the densest solitudes to wrestle with his God in prayer.
"Three hours' start to collect an army! Well, it shall serve. And you follow to-morrow?" Cadillac gave a trumpeting laugh. "Yes, tomorrow. I shall take a hundred men and leave a hundred here for guard. I have made arrangements. Longuant leads the Ottawas, and old Kondiaronk the loyal Hurons. Where shall we meet you?" "I cannot tell. Stop at the Pottawatamie Islands and Onanguissé will know.
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