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Teganouan had been one of the worst drunkards among the Onondagas, and his conversion, a year ago, was thought to be one of our greatest victories for the faith. His penances were among the most complete and purging ever " "And the others?"
"My brother has told the white man of our errand?" "Yes," said Menard, "they have been sent to Three Rivers by the Superior, and are now returning. I have told them that we, too, are going to Montreal." The priest took the hint. "We shall meet you and your brothers again, Teganouan. They are newcomers at the Mission, I believe. They had not come when I left." "No, Father.
They know that their chiefs would hasten to bring it back to them." "Yes. It must be so, Father. And we can trust them to aid us. Perhaps they will give us a canoe. Teganouan must tell them he is our guide, sent by the Big Throat and the chiefs of the Onondagas to take us safely to Frontenac." The maid was struggling to keep awake, but her lids were heavy. Menard came to her and stood, hesitating.
He has broken the law of the white man and the redman. And so he must hide his face." "Why did not Teganouan run to the woods? Why did he come to the lodge of the Big Buffalo?" Menard looked steadily at him. He began to understand. The shrewd old warrior had chosen the one hiding-place where no searching party would look.
The Long Arrow lay sprawling at her feet, his head gashed and bleeding, and covered with broken glass and dripping liquor. The priest had kneeled beside him, and over his bowed head she saw Teganouan, startled, defiant, his musket halfway to his shoulder, his eyes fixed on the door. Her eyes followed his gaze.
In a moment the Indian came down the ladder and stood waiting. "Teganouan, you heard what the Lieutenant said?" "Teganouan has ears." "Very well. I am going to blow out the candle." The room was dark. The door creaked softly, and a breath of air blew in upon the Captain as he stood by the table. He felt over the table for his tinder-box and struck a light.
Menard and Father Claude supported the maid, who was trembling and clinging to them. At the bank she sank to the ground. "It is hard, Mademoiselle, but we must not stop. It is better to be weary than to rest in this condition. It would mean sickness." "Yes," she said; "I know. In a moment I can go on." She looked up and tried to smile. "It is so cold, M'sieu." Menard turned to Teganouan.
And this word shall be carried to the Onondagas by Teganouan. He will go to the council with the scalp in his hand telling them that the white children of Onontio are their brothers. Teganouan sees the Big Buffalo stand with his strong hand at the door. He knows that the Big Buffalo could call his warriors to seize Teganouan, and bind him, and bid him stand before the white men's muskets.
"You think it will be wise to go to the Cayugas, M'sieu?" asked Father Claude. "I think so. The chiefs must have returned before this time, or at least by the morrow." He dropped into the Iroquois tongue. "Is not this so, Teganouan? Would the chiefs of the Cayugas linger among the Onondagas after the close of the council?" "The Cayuga warriors await the word of the Long House.
He was here before the sunrise, checking up the stores." "Learning to work, is he? That is a good sign. And how about yourself? Did you pick up anything yesterday?" "Yes," replied the priest. "I enquired at the Mission about Teganouan and his companions." "Well?" "Nothing is known of them.
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