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There flashed upon his mind a picture of John Jerome’s body stretched in the snow as he had seen Quilling’s; of the lone5 Indian stooping over it to secure the awful trophy6 of his silent warfare7 against the whites. With his old-time determination, however, the lad shook off these fearful thoughts, and as Theodore Hatch’s feet touched the ground, was at his side.
“John—?”
Ree could not ask the question in his mind. His voice sunk to a husky whisper.
“Verily, I do not know,” said the Quaker in hushed, frightened tones. “I thought he was on his horse until but a little while ago. An Indian attacked me and I escaped. I thought thy friend was coming on behind till I chanced to look back, a mile from here.”
“Tell me all about it just as quick as you can, Mr. Hatch.” There was pleading and yet an imperative8 command in Kingdom’s voice.
“We were midway betwixt here and the Indian town, but I scarce know what happened. A savage9 in hiding behind a tree leaped out upon me and would have seized me but Ph?be bounded beyond his reach, nor stopped till now. Thy beloved friend was behind me. His horse kept close up and I thought the lad was with me till but a few minutes since.”
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“Were no guns fired? Did you hear John cry out?”
“Verily, I know not.”
“It may be that John was swept off his horse by the low limbs of a tree,” said Ree, hope coming to him with the thought. “Was it the lone Indian—the one you saw before, who attacked you?”
“I cannot say—I cannot say.”
The Quaker was trembling violently from his exertion10 and fright, and Ree pitied him, though he almost despised the man who could give only so wretched an account of what had happened, when information was so badly needed.
“Mount your mare and come after me. Show me the place where you were attacked.”
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Kingdom seized his rifle, which was always within reach, and at one bound was upon Neb’s back. The Quaker began a protest, but the lad did not—would not—hear. It was now quite dark and the howling wind and penetrating11 cold added to the hardship of the work to be done and lessened12 the likelihood of success; but the man dared not disobey the boy’s command.
The sweeping13 gale14 was fast filling in the path the horses had made along the trail to the Indian town, but the animals themselves were able to find it, though in the darkness the men would not have been. The Quaker recollected15 the point at which he had first missed John and there Ree dismounted and walked. But it was no use; for, though often he mistook a half-buried log or stump16 for the body of him he sought, he discovered nothing in the darkness which would indicate whether John had been killed or carried off, or had only fallen, wounded, from his horse.
Not until they had reached the village of the Delawares did the searchers pause in their hunt. Theodore Hatch had been unable to locate definitely the spot at which he was attacked, and Ree pushed on to the Indian town hoping to find some tidings. But neither Gentle Maiden17 nor any of the others could give any information.
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“Has the lone Indian been seen near here to-day?”
The question revealed Ree’s secret fear.
“He has not been here,” the girl answered. “Gentle Maiden would tell the white brother if he had come or gone. His hate is deep, his gun shoots straight. His war is his own war.”
There was sadness in the Indian maiden’s voice which betrayed her own fears. Thus did she confirm her white friend’s belief that John had fallen a victim of the solitary18 savage whose thirst for revenge upon the whites knew no limit.
What was the reason of the bitter, personal, persistent19 warfare he carried on? In his heart, as the thoughts stirred his kindly20 nature to vengefulness, Ree vowed21 that he would not quit the country of the Ohio until he had killed this lone Indian, and without John he would remain no longer than he should need to complete that task.
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The Quaker would have remained in the Indian village for the remainder of the night, and the Indians, roused from their slumbers22 by the arrival of the white men, invited Ree, also, to stay, but he would not think of it. Back along the trail, therefore, the boy walking, the Quaker astride his mare, the two plodded23 the weary miles to the cabin again, searching all the way for the body they dreaded24 to find.
Ree fed the jaded25 horses when home was reached, and the exhausted26 Quaker, lying down, was soon asleep, hugging his prized saddle bags with one arm beneath his pillow, as usual.
For the younger man there was no rest. He put the rude snowshoes he had made, in order, and broiled27 and ate portions of a wild turkey he had caught in the deep snow while making the rounds of their traps in the absence of his chum and Mr. Hatch during the day. He reloaded his two pistols and refilled his powder horn and bullet pouch28, then waited.
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Impatiently he spent the remaining hour or two until the first sign of daylight, and then, awakening29 the Quaker, cautioned him to remain near the cabin and watch closely for any indication of danger. He feared that Duff and Dexter might chance to visit the vicinity, and knew they would not hesitate to kill the old gentleman, to procure30 his portion of the divided fortune letter, if they found him alone.
The morning was breaking over the bleak31, wintry forest as Ree set forth32. With two pistols in his belt, his rifle over his shoulder and food and medicine in the pouch hung at his side, he had no concern for his own safety; but he did fear deeply for one he loved more.
He went at once along the trail toward the Indian town, closely scrutinizing33 the drifted snow and the trees and bushes on both sides thereof. Nowhere did he find the least encouragement until he came to a great poplar tree about which there was evidence that the snow had been disturbed and tramped down the day before, though the traces were now well-nigh obliterated34.
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The place answered to the meager35 description Theodore Hatch had given of the spot at which the assault was made, but in his uncertainty36 the anxious boy knew but one thing to do. He hurried on, resolving, if he found no better clue, to return and look far and wide about this spot in hope of discovering some sign of tracks leading away from it.
With desperate haste the unhappy boy traversed the trail clear back to the Delaware town. The Indians were astir and two boys, Flying Fish and Little Wolf, were preparing to go hunting with bows and arrows. They were equipped with snowshoes and ready for a long journey. Both offered to join the “white brother” in his search, but Ree thanked them and told them only that if they discovered any trace of the missing one to carry word to the town and the cabin as quickly as they could. He would reward them well, he said.
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Without loss of time the anxious lad then returned to the big poplar tree beside the trail. Half the forenoon had passed, but the day had come bright and clear with scarcely any wind. It would have been a glorious day for hunting, but any day must be gloomy when one’s best friend is strangely missing, and may be dead or dying, and there was no sunshine in the heart of the lonely boy who traversed the snow-bound forest.
At last, a quarter of a mile to the right of the point where the trail passed the big poplar, Ree did discover, in a protected valley, the tracks of three persons. Minutely he examined them, but the fine snow had so sifted37 in that he could not tell whether they were those of Indians or otherwise, or whether or not John might have made any of the footprints. He hastened in the direction in which they led, however, though surprised to see that they would pass only a mile or so to the eastward38 from the cabin, unless the course changed.
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As a more open portion of the forest was reached, the last evidence of the tracks disappeared. Still Ree kept on. He saw that he would come out somewhere in the sheltered valley of the Cuyahoga, if he continued in the direction he had first taken, and if he found no one in hiding there, as he believed he might, since the valley gave protection from the winds and snow, he might at least discover the lost trail there, in some of the sheltered places.
As time proved, Ree’s decision was wise. He had gone scarcely a half mile farther when he came upon fresh tracks in the snow. They were those of but two persons apparently39, and of Indians, the young pioneer believed; but he remembered that frequently in traveling Indians take great care to step in the footprints of one another and thus conceal40 their real number from any one discovering their trail, and he took up this fresh clue at increased speed. Five minutes later he caught sight of two figures ahead of him. One was a white man, he judged from the dress, the other an Indian.
“Ho, brothers! What’s your hurry?” the boy called.
The men stopped and looked back. Both were Indians, Ree then saw, though one was dressed in the clothing of a white man.
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“How?” called one of them.
“White Fox—white brother—how?” the other of the Redmen exclaimed, and Ree then recognized them as Long Arrow and Beaver41 Hair, the Mingoes whom he had caught in the act of stealing the canoe he and John had purchased the year before of Captain Pipe. Moreover, he discovered, as he approached, that the fellow in white men’s clothing was wearing the identical suit which he had seen the robber, Duff, wear. It was easy to guess then how Duff had come by the Indian costume he wore on his recent visit to the cabin.
“Tell me where I will find the white brother with whom you traded clothes,” said Ree, as he shook hands with the Indians. “His name is Duff and he now wears the dress of the Mingo for no good purpose.”
“Ugh,” was the only answer the Indians made. They could not understand how the white lad could tell at once with whom the exchange had been made.
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“No see Spotted42 Face—Spotted Face no friend of young brother White Fox,” said Long Arrow, who wore Duff’s clothes.
It was Duff whom he called “Spotted Face,” referring to the marks the smallpox43 had left.
“Spotted Face ask Long Arrow and ask Beaver Hair to burn house of white brothers,” put in the other Indian. “Say white brother killed Black Eagle.”
Here was news of a very interesting kind. Duff, then, had been trying to turn these two Indians against himself and John, had he? These were Ree’s thoughts.
“Spotted Face say give heap firewater—heap money—for Long Arrow and Beaver Hair to carry off white brother and hide him in cave where Spotted Face has his bed,” Long Arrow said.
This was more interesting news. Duff, it may have been, had kidnaped John, after having failed to prevail upon the Indians to do it.
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“And my Mingo friends would not do so,” Ree answered, shaking hands with the savages44 again. “I thank you both; and Spotted Face—”
“Tongue of Spotted Face speaks crooked—crooked as snakes when asleep,” said Beaver Hair, referring to serpents which lie coiled when sunning themselves. “Because Killdeer—him you call the lone Indian—saw Spotted Face kill Black Eagle. Young white brother not kill Black Eagle. Killdeer saw him die.”
What in the world would he next hear of this marvelous lone Indian who seemed in all places at all times? So thought Ree, deeply impressed by the pointed45 climax46 his Indian friends had reached. Inwardly, as the thought flew upon his mind, he thanked fortune that the vanishing savage had at least been the means of thwarting47 the design of the unscrupulous Duff to turn these Mingoes against himself and John, by telling them of the cruel murder of kind old Black Eagle.
“Does Duff—Spotted Face—know that Killdeer saw him strike the Black Eagle down?” Ree asked, glad to know the name of the solitary savage, at last.
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The Indians shook their heads.
“Killdeer get him bime-by,” said Long Arrow significantly. “Killdeer’s war is his own war.”
And here was still more to set Ree to thinking—two Mingoes, not especially friendly with the Delawares, saying of the lone Indian just as Gentle Maiden had said, “His war is his own war.” What was the secret of it all? He asked Long Arrow and he asked Beaver Hair then and there. Neither would answer.
“Killdeer has not shot at me nor at your other white brother for a long time,” said Ree. “Has he no war against us?”
“Yes, Killdeer has,” was the answer. “He be heap bad—kill anybody—get many scalps.”
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This was not very pleasant information, but time was passing and Ree could not press his inquiries48 further. He asked the Indians whether they had seen the trail of any persons in the woods, and they answered that they had not. He told them briefly49 then of John’s disappearance50, but they did not volunteer to help him in his search, and bidding them good-bye, he hastened on, eating some dried venison as he went.
The unhappy lad’s mind was filled with conflicting thoughts. Was it the mysterious savage, Killdeer, or was it Duff who had attacked John and the Quaker? Why should Duff have wished to have John kidnaped? The questions were still puzzling him when suddenly he discovered another freshly-made trail in the snow. The tracks were those of a man, but whether Indian or Paleface he could not tell.
“A white man, I should guess from their size,” the boy was saying to himself, “Indians nearly always have small—”
“Stand!”
It was the voice of Duff, and as Ree looked up, startled by the unexpected command, he gazed at the muzzle51 of a rifle in the hands of that scoundrel, not a score of yards distant.
“I’ve been hunting you this good while, and now, by the eternal, I’ve got ye,” the villain52 said.
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