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Updated: May 28, 2025
Old Umqua was quite pleased with the effect of her information, ascribing it as she did to a wrong cause, and felt disposed to be friendly with the captive in consequence. "My son has carried you off from the camp of some enemy, I doubt not?" she said, in kindly tones.
The voice that spoke was that of the mother of Eaglenose. Rushing River listens not to squaws' tales, but he cannot stop his ears. The words floated to him with the smoke of their fire. They were, `Umqua has been very kind to me. I heard no more."
So sudden was the onset that Rushing River had not time to draw and properly use his weapons, but old Umqua, with the speed of light, flung herself on hands and knees in front of the leading Buller, who plunged over her, and drove his head against a tree with such force that he remained there prone and motionless.
I love her. She has brains. She is not like the young Blackfoot squaws, who wag their tongues without ceasing when they have nothing to say and never think brainless ones! fools! Their talk is only about each other behind-backs and of feeding." "The old one is hard upon the young ones," said the chief gravely; "not long ago I heard the name of Umqua issue from a wigwam.
He moved as if about to go, but suddenly turned back and kissed the child. Then he muttered something in a low tone to his companions, and strode into the dark forest. Umqua then advanced and gave the little one a tremendous hug. She was evidently struggling to suppress her feelings, for she could hardly speak as she said "I I must go, dear child. Rushing River commands.
While the bereaved parents were thus hastening by forced marches to their own camp, a band of Blackfeet was riding in another direction in quest of buffalo, for their last supply of fresh meat had been nearly consumed. Along with them they took several women to dry the meat and otherwise prepare it. Among these were poor Moonlight and her friend Skipping Rabbit, also their guardian Umqua.
Instead of answering, she cast her eyes on the ground and remained stolidly silent, by which conduct she got credit for undeserved modesty. "Where is the little one of that serpent Bounding Bull?" asked Umqua, after a brief silence. "I know not" replied Moonlight, with a look of anxiety. "When we arrived here Skipping Rabbit was separated from me. She journeyed under the care of a youth.
Then came Moonlight, followed by Umqua and by Skipping Rabbit on her pony, Eaglenose bringing up the rear. On emerging, however, into the open ground, Rushing River drew rein until Moonlight came up alongside of him.
Eaglenose followed, similarly armed, and even more intensely watchful. Umqua brought up the rear, unarmed, it is true, but with her ten fingers curved and claw-like, as if in readiness for the visage of any possible assailant, for the old woman was strong and pugnacious as well as kindly and intellectual. All this was what some people call "nuts" to Moonlight.
Then the hunters and hunted became mixed up, the shots and whizzing were more frequent, the yells more terrible, and the slaughter tremendous. No fear now that Moonlight, and Skipping Rabbit, and Umqua, and all the rest of them, big and little, would not have plenty of juicy steaks and marrow-bones for many days to come. But all this was not accomplished without some damage to the hunters.
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