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Updated: June 23, 2025
Placing his hand upon his head, the man of God addressed him in the tones of a father: "Let Niniotan heed the words of Oonomoo; let him grow up a Christian warrior, and when his spirit leaves this world, it will join his and Fluellina's in the happy hunting-grounds in the sky. Niniotan, I offer you a home at our mission-house so long as you choose to remain.
At this time, there was a band of border rangers in existence, known as the Riflemen of the Miami. Oonomoo had often acted as their guide, and these were the first that were heard from. Lewis Dernor, their leader, visited the settlement on purpose to learn the facts regarding his death, and to bring the gifts of himself and companions.
The Dutchman's blank expression showed that he did not comprehend what the Huron was referring to; so he added, by way of explanation: "Shawnees kill women and children deir warriors squaws don't fight men burn houses toder day run off wid gal got her now in de village she gal of Oonomoo's friend Oonomoo want to get her."
Oonomoo bent his head, took one earnest glance at them, and then said: "Ain't Shawnees Miamis." "Friends or foes?" "Jes' as bad take scalp kill white people take your scalp see you." Lieutenant Canfield by no means felt at ease at the indifference with which his friend uttered these words.
Its use was understood, and it was regularly wound and attended to with great care. Fluellina, the wife of Oonomoo, was also a Huron, who had been educated at one of the Moravian missionary stations in the West, and was a professing Christian.
The river shore was only some twenty or thirty feet distant, and from where Oonomoo lay, the way was almost entirely clear to it, so that when he chose to make any sudden dash or movement, no hindering cause could possibly offer itself. One of the Shawnees chanced to glance at the canoe. At the same instant, his keen eye detected its changed position, imperceptible almost as it was.
"Yeh, 'spect to do all can ain't sartin mustn't t'ink I am be ready for her dead." "I will try to be prepared for the worst, Oonomoo, but I place great hopes on you." "Place hopes on Him He do it, may be." Never, to his dying day, did Lieutenant Canfield forget the rebuke of that Huron Indian.
"Oonomoo," he whispered, placing his hand upon his arm, "there's a person behind the bush, and we are in danger. I saw him this very minute." "Me see'd 'em," said the Indian, walking straight toward the spot where he was concealed. This was too much for the young man.
Without speaking, the Miami grasped the edge of the rock and clambered to the surface, and beckoned for the Huron to follow; but the latter held back, and whispered, in the tongue of his companion: "Miamis on shore wait to make Oonomoo a prisoner." "Oonomoo is the friend of Heigon, and the Miamis will not injure him."
As there was not the least probability of Hans Vanderbum being astir for several hours yet, they proceeded at a moderate walk through the wood. One of the peculiar effects of this chilly morning air was to keep Lieutenant Canfield constantly gaping; his movements were so languid and his mind listless even to antipathy for conversation. He maintained his place in silence beside Oonomoo.
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