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Updated: May 7, 2025
Before the winter set in we had got up a sufficient portion of the house for our accommodation, while the new field hands occupied the hut. Our friend Winnemak paid us frequent visits, too, always bringing a supply of game, which was very welcome, as we had but little time for hunting, and were unwilling to kill any of our farm-stock.
"I much regret being obliged to leave the farm, for I confess that I am not quite satisfied about the movements of the Indians who have been seen by the chief Winnemak," observed Lieutenant Broadstreet. "Should they return to the farm, your friends will be exposed to great danger.
Our surprise, therefore, was great, when he made his appearance in the manner I have described in an earlier portion of the chapter. "Glad to see you, friend!" said Uncle Jeff, getting up and taking the Indian by the hand. "What brings you here?" "To prove that Winnemak has not forgotten the kindness shown him by the Palefaces," was the answer.
He too intended to keep a watch on the enemy; and should he ascertain that they were approaching, he would, he said, give us warning. "We can trust to your assistance, should we be attacked," said Uncle Jeff; "or, if you will come with your people inside the house, you may help us in defending it." Winnemak shook his head at the latter proposal.
Whenever he saw my eyes directed towards him, he turned away, and appeared to be thinking only of the food he was eating. I have elsewhere alluded to my talent as an artist. While Winnemak was with us, I had made a tolerably fair portrait of him; indeed, it was considered a good likeness, and was hung up against the wall.
After exchanging a few words, it occurred to me that she must be the daughter of our friend Winnemak; and on my asking her, she said that such was the case. I then informed her who I was; upon which she immediately cut up the deer, lighted a fire, and prepared such a meal as I had not enjoyed for many a day.
The Indians had all heard of him, and Winnemak treated him with the greatest respect. Uncle Jeff was indeed likely to exercise a beneficial influence over the tribe.
Our surprise, therefore, was great, when he made his appearance in the manner I have described in an earlier portion of the chapter. "Glad to see you, friend!" said Uncle Jeff, getting up and taking the Indian by the hand. "What brings you here?" "To prove that Winnemak has not forgotten the kindness shown him by the Palefaces," was the answer.
After this, instead of lying down, he stole near to where Uncle Jeff, the lieutenant, and I were talking, although, unless he knew English much better than he seemed to do, he could not have been any the wiser. Uncle Jeff considered seriously the proposal made by Winnemak, and now repeated by the lieutenant. "Yes," he said at length, "I am sure it is the best plan.
"Much obliged for your warning, friend," said Uncle Jeff; "but I should like to know more about these enemies, and where they are to be found. We might manage to turn the tables, and be down upon them when they fancy that we are all slumbering in security, and thus put them to the right-about." "They are approaching as stealthily as the snake in the grass," answered Winnemak.
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