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"I think we will have peace now," said Boone, "for Raven has ever been the most blood-thirsty chief of the tribe." "Where is the war-party encamped? When do they return to their own country?" asked Roughgrove.
He seemed to associate it in some manner with the ring he held, for he glanced from one to the other alternately. "Did Mary wear that ring before the child was lost?" asked Glenn. "No," replied Roughgrove, "but her mother did." "I believe he is your son!" said Glenn. "Mary," he continued, "have you any trinkets or toys you used to play with?" "Yes.
"Should it be so, I doubt not we will be able to withstand them as successfully as we did before," said Glenn. "Let us go with Roughgrove to his house, and take his daughter and his effects to your little fortress," said Boone, joining the old ferryman, whom a single word sufficed to apprize of the state of affairs.
"Get ready, Joe," said Glenn; "your redoubtable musket will do good service." "I'd rather not," said Joe; "I'm hardly well enough to walk so far. I'll take care of Miss Mary. I wonder what's become of her? Mr. Roughgrove, Miss Mary hasn't come back yet!"
Fear, pain, apprehension, joy and affection, all seemed to be mingled in his heaving breast. "He's crazy, dod" the word died upon Sneak's lip. "I should like to know who burnt his foot then," said Joe. "Silence! both of you," said Glenn. "What does he mean?" at length asked Roughgrove, staring at the young chief. "Let us be patient, and see," said Glenn.
The grief of Roughgrove, and of all the party, when it was ascertained beyond a doubt that Mary had been carried off by the savages, was deep and poignant. The aged ferryman sat silent and alone, and would not be comforted, while the rest made the necessary arrangements to pursue the foe. The sled was so altered that blankets, buffalo robes, and a small quantity of food could be taken in it.
"I thought I almost knew that we were safe, with you among us," said Mary, playing with Boone's hand. "But you must not venture out of the house as much as you did before, my lass, when arrows begin to fly," replied Boone, kissing the maiden's forehead. "But I'll mould your bullets, and get supper for you," said Mary. "That's a good child," said Roughgrove; "go in, now, and set about your task."
"God be praised!" exclaimed Roughgrove, when returning animation was manifest. "Oh! I know you won't kill me! For pity's sake spare me!" said Mary. "It is your father, my poor child!" said Roughgrove, pressing the girl to his heart. "It is! it is!" cried the happy girl, clinging rapturously to the old man's neck, and then, seizing the hands of the rest, she seemed to be half wild with delight.
"Let the hounds remain," said Glenn. "I am resolved to have my fox-hunt." Joe soon disappeared. "If you want to hunt, you can go on; Roughgrove and me will bury this robber," said Sneak. "Be it so," said Glenn; "but remember that you are not to put him in the river, nor must you commit any indecent outrage upon his person.
"We are entirely dependent upon the deer for animal food," said Roughgrove; "and if we could only surround that party of wolves as they did the deer, we might do the settlement much good service." "I go in for it," said Sneak. "I'd rather wait a day or two, till the Indians have gone clean off," said Joe.
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