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Updated: May 29, 2025
"She does not know what took place?" was the inquiring remark of Deerfoot. "She could not, for he kept his word and told no one before, and," grimly added the Blackfoot, "he would not tell anyone afterward." "What does she think?" "That he has gone to one of the other villages. Taggarak is a silent man, and he sometimes departs in the middle of the night, without saying a word to anyone.
They talk together, when they are making ready to go on raids among other tribes, and Taggarak gives them his commands; but he likes to appear in their villages when they do not look for his coming. What does my brother believe the chief will do when he comes back?" The Shawanoe waited for a minute or two before replying: "There is a mist in the eyes of Deerfoot and he cannot see clearly.
"The snows will be deep in the mountains for many moons; the palefaces will perish if they try to labor through them. They will wait till the sun melts the snows, and the buds come on the trees and the singing of the birds trembles in the air. They will be glad to do this if the great Taggarak is not displeased to have them stay among his people." This had the sound of a hint for an invitation.
"Taggarak has seen it," whispered Victor, who, like his brother, was watching the face of Deerfoot and noted the smile come to his countenance. Such was the fact. As the Shawanoe looked again he observed the chieftain rise from his sitting position and reply to the signal by waving his own blanket. The trained vision of the veteran warrior saw as clearly as those of youth.
"Never was there such excitement among the Blackfoot tribe as was caused by the declaration of their greatest war chief that he had become a Christian. It almost rent the tribe in twain. We had a number of villages and different chiefs, but Taggarak was the greatest of them all. "It was clear to everyone that he looked upon Deerfoot the Shawanoe as more than an ordinary human being.
Deerfoot for the first time noted what was said. He lifted his head from his elbow and sat upright. "Taggarak was there; Deerfoot saw him," he quietly remarked. "Yes; Mul-tal-la passed near him. The chief kept by himself and spoke to no one. He was on the side nearest the wood. Just before the last race was won he turned away and went back to his lodge."
"Have my brothers met the pale-faced youths who went to the village of Taggarak?" "No; we have not seen them, nor have we heard of them." This was discomforting news, for it would seem that if tidings had come of the return of Mul-tal-la, something also would have been said of his companions, who belonged to another race.
"You will get all the busting you want from him if he finds out we came here, after he told us to stay at home." "By gracious! That's so; I forgot it. I'm glad you stopped me; we must keep mum. Look!" The force of the impact and the crushing weight of the Shawanoe's body knocked Taggarak senseless for the moment. He lay panting, with eyes half closed and his countenance glistening with moisture.
A few rods beyond the rocks where Mul-tal-la and Deerfoot had caught sight of each other after their long separation was a comparatively clear and level space that covered a fourth of an acre or less. A glance showed it to be an ideal spot for a meeting such as was at hand. Deerfoot looked hastily around for Taggarak. He was not in sight.
Within a couple of paces of Deerfoot, Taggarak wheeled around, and, in a voice of thunder addressed his people: "The Shawanoe speaks with a single tongue! His words are true! The Great Spirit he tells you about is the true and only Great Spirit! Taggarak did not think so; he scorned him, but his eyes have been opened and he now sees.
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