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Updated: June 29, 2025
Throughout the eloquent appeal of the chief, Deerfoot stood with his hands idly folded behind him, his eyes fixed upon the face of Taggarak, whose pose gave a good view of his features, and listening in the very intentness of his soul.
So it was that Deerfoot was compelled to tell the whole story of his encounter with Taggarak, with its remarkable sequel; of his fight with the grizzly bear, and his conquest of Whirlwind, the peerless stallion. He never would have done this but for the persistent questioning of Mrs. Halloway. The boys had told Jack enough on the long ride from the mountains to St.
"Yes; but I don't believe Taggarak kept his promise." Deerfoot flashed a look of inquiry at Victor. "What does my brother mean by his words? Did he see any other Blackfoot near?" "Well, not exactly; but there were marks in the bushes which looked as if made by moccasins. I shouldn't wonder if some were hiding there and ran away when they saw us coming and knew we meant to see you had fair play."
I don't believe the man ever lived that downed Taggarak, and yet you did it without any weapon. People won't believe the story, but you can refer them to us. Ain't it lucky, now, that we happened to be where we could see you lay out that boasting chief?" George caught at the straw thus held out by his brother. "I tell you that's so, Deerfoot.
Why should he want to try it again?" "Because he has hope of winning the fight." "He can't have any such hope. Why, Deerfoot whipped him without a weapon in his hand, while Taggarak had his big, ugly knife most of the time." Mul-tal-la had not heard anything of this, and he looked inquiringly at Deerfoot and then at the boy who had made the amazing statement.
I was to tell him the chief was still true to his faith, and to ask him whether he could come to the chief, and, if he could not, whether he still remembered Taggarak. That was all. "I was a grown man when, with Mul-tal-la as my companion, I rode down from the Blackfoot country and we set out on the long journey he had made more than twenty years before.
Mul-tal-la and the messengers, Spink and Jiggers, had something to add, and their stories of the remarkable young Shawanoe roused much curiosity to see him and witness some of the exploits of which he was said to be capable. Chief Taggarak did not return until nearly a week after the arrival of the brothers, and then he kept much to himself.
Mul-tal-la could not hide a certain nervousness, but with all the calmness he could summon he parried the direct question by the remark: "The most terrible warrior of all the Blackfeet is Taggarak the chieftain; he has slain many men in battle and has never been conquered." The inference from this remark was obvious even to the boys.
Why did they leave their friends to make so long a journey?" "We loved Mul-tal-la, and wished to look upon the great and good chieftain Taggarak, of whom Mul-tal-la said many words of praise." This reply was made by Victor, and was duly filtrated through the interpreter, who was pleased with the words so flattering to himself.
There was no withstanding the tremendous power of the youth, who strove to the last ounce of his matchless strength. Taggarak recoiled a step, then another, then began walking backward, and the next minute the walk became a trot on the part of both, the chief retreating and the Shawanoe forcing him faster and faster, though he struggled and resisted with the same panting desperation as at first.
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