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Winnemak had been urging him to allow Clarice, attended by Rachel, to quit the farm promising to conduct them to his daughter, and to afford them protection.
As my uncle, however, had not rejoined Winnemak, I concluded that the latter was still in the mountains, well contented with his new locality, and engaged in shooting and trapping. "Can you give me any information about my other friends?" I asked.
"If they are coming this way, we shall get ready to receive them; and if not, we need not further trouble ourselves." Lieutenant Broadstreet, who held the Indians cheap, was very much inclined to doubt the truth of the account brought by Winnemak, but he agreed that Uncle Jeff's plan was a prudent one.
Still Winnemak did not let go his victim, but gazing fiercely down on his countenance until all appearance of life had ceased, he hurled the body to the ground. As he did so he exclaimed, "Stay there! You have betrayed me once; you would have stolen my daughter; you will no longer have the power to follow your evil practices." The combat was over as I reached the place. "Is he dead?"
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.
"Glad to see you, at all events; for we have had our friend Winnemak here with news sufficient to make our hair stand on end, if it were addicted to anything of that sort. He declares that the Arrapahas are coming on in overwhelming force, and that, unless we are well prepared for them, we shall one and all of us lose our scalps.
"I know these Indians pretty well," observed Bartle, as Winnemak disappeared in the distance. "We may see his face again when he wants powder and shot, but he will not trouble himself to come back until then." We had begun to fancy that Bartle was right, for many months went by and we saw nothing of our Indian friend.
My dear sister! some accident must have befallen her." "I will learn what has happened," said Maysotta. I hurried to Winnemak, and explained that his people had made prisoners of those who were on their way to visit his camp. He thought I was mistaken; but I assured him that I was not, and that his daughter would corroborate my statement.
Neither of them being armed, the fight was not likely to be a bloody one; still it was evident that Winnemak attached great importance to the capture of the spy. Perhaps he suspected who he was; and he evidently entertained a bitter animosity against him. I could not have supposed that he would have exhibited so much activity, judging from his appearance when clothed in his usual robes.
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.
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