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He is a poor pale-face, however, and it's of no great account how he stands. His scalp would hardly be worth the taking, whether by English or American." "Sell, down at Montreal better look out for Pottawatamie. Don't like that Injin." "We'll be on our guard against him; and there he comes, looking as if his breakfast would be welcome, and as if he was already thinking of a start."
"I begin to understand you, Chippewa; you wish me to believe that YOU are a friend to America, and that the Pottawatamie is not. If this be so, why have you held the speech that you did last night, and seemed to be on a war-path AGAINST my countrymen?" "Dat good way, eh? Elkfoot den t'ink me HIS friend dat very good in war-time." "But is it true, or false, that Mackinaw is taken by the British?"
During the breakfast little was said, conversation forming no material part of the entertainment, at the meals of any but the cultivated. When each had risen, however, and by certain preliminary arrangements it was obvious that the two Indians intended to depart, the Pottawatamie advanced to le Bourdon, and thrust out a hand.
As the dusk deepened we slipped by strange islands, but I held the canoes straight in advance till a limestone headland rose white out of the blurred, violet water. The star shine showed a deep bay and wavering lights among the trees. I touched the woman's shoulder. "The largest of the Pottawatamie Islands," I explained. "I have had maps. Pray God we may find what we seek."
"Thankee" he said, in the brief way in which he clipped his English "good supper good sleep good breakfast. Now go. Thankee when any friend come to Pottawatamie village, good wigwam dere, and no door." "I thank you, Elksfoot and should you pass this way, ag'in, soon, I hope you'll just step into this chiente and help yourself it I should happen to be off on a hunt.
I was a fool to have pretended, even to myself, that I thought the savages listened. A fool can do harm enough, but a cowardly, soft-hearted man is the most dangerous of knaves. I might have killed Pemaou when I threw the spear at him; I might have killed him the night before my wedding in the Pottawatamie camp. I had withheld my hand because it was disagreeable to me to kill.
They dressed the canoe like a river barge on a fête day, and again they lined themselves before me. I took the woman by the hand. "You have decked the canoe for my wedding journey," I said, and all my perverse inner merriment suddenly died. "This traveler, whom you have known as a man, is Mademoiselle Marie Starling and my promised wife. We are to be married when we reach the Pottawatamie Islands.
Early in July he showed his good faith by assisting McClellan in the capture of a Pottawatamie chief. An Unexpected Act of Mercy. On one of Wells' scouts he and his companions came across a family of Indians in a canoe by the river bank.
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