The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-11-08
CHAPTER XIV.
Tho Embassy.

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Monsieur! Madamel Pierre Noir! Listen
to me! have saved you! /. Jean Bre-
bOeUf, I have rescued you'll
So spoke Jean Breboeuf. thrusting his
head within the door Of the lodge in which
were the remaining prisoners Of the 1ro-
Quois.
1t was indeed Jean Breboeuf who, stroll
ing beyond the outer edge of the village,
had been among the first to espy an ap-
preaching party of visitors. OF any trav-
elers possible. mono could have been more
important to the prisoners. Too late, yet
welcome even now. the embassy from New
France among the Iroquois had arrived. In
an instant the village was IN an uproar.
The leader Of this embassy from Quebec
was one Captain Joncaire, at that time OF
the French settlements, but in former
where he was adopted into the tribe and
much respected. Jonoaire was accom-
panied by priest of the Jesuit brother
hood, by a young officer late Of the reS1-
mont Carnignan, and by two or three
petty Canadian officials. as we'll as q
struggling retinue Of savages picked up on
the way between Lake George and the In
bead Of his little party, bearing in his
hand a wampum belt. He pushed aside
the young men. and demanded that he be
brought to the chief Of the village. Teg-
Rnisoris himself presently advanced to
meot him. and Of him Joncaire demanded
that there should at once be called a full
council Of the tribe; with which reQues,
the chief OF the Onondagos FASTENED to
comply.
Fully accustomed to such ceremonies
Joncaire sat in the council calmly listen
ing to the speeches Of its orators, and
at length arose for his own reply. Broth
ers," said he, Il have here'-and he
drew from his tunic a copy Of the decree
OF Louis XIV. declaring peace between the
French and the English colonies-"a talk
Ing paper. This Is the will Of Onontio
whom you love and fear. and 1t Is the will
Of the great father across the water
when Onontio loves and fears. This talk.
ing paper says that our young men Of the
French colonies are no longer to go tC
war against COrlaer. The Ratchet has beer
buried by the two great fathers. Broth
ers. have come to tell you that it Is time
for the Iroquois also to bury the Ratchet
and to place upon 1t heavy stones, so thai
It never again can be dug up.
brothers, as you know, the great
canoes from across the sea are bringing
more and more white men. Look about
you, and tell me where are your fathers
and your brothers and your sons? Hall
your fighting men are gone; and II yOu
turn to the west to seek out strong young
men from the other tribes, which Of them
will come to sit by your fires and be youl
brothers? The war trails Of the Nation:
have gone to the west as far as the Grea
river. All the country has been at war
The friends Of Onontio beyond Michil1
mackinac have been so busy fighting tina
they have forgotten to take the beaver
or il they have taken 1t, they have beer
afraid to bring it down the water trail tt
US, lest the Iroquois or the English should
roo them.
brothers, a great peace Is now de-
clared. Onontio. the father Of all the rec
men, has taken the promises Of his chill
dren, the Hurons, the Algonquins, the MI
amls the Illini, the Outagamies, the Glib
ways, all those people who live to thu
west that they will follow the war trai
no more. Next summer there will be
great council. Onontio and Corlaer hav
agreed to call the tribes to meet at tn
Mountain In the St. Lawrence. Onontl
says to you that he will give you bacl
your prisoners, and now he demand
that you in return give back those whom
you have with you. This is his will; an
If you fail him, you know how heavy i
his hand.
brothers, see that you have prisoner
here white prisoners. These must b
given up to us. I will take them with m
when return. For your Indian captives
It Is the will Of Onontto that you brin
them all TO the Great EeaCe IN the sum
1ner, and that you then. all Of you, he'll
to dig the great hill under which tn
hatchet is to be buried. Then once NOR
our rivers will not be red, and will loo
more like water. The sun will not shin
red. but will look as the sun should look
The sky will again be blue Our wome
and children will no longer be afraid. an
you Iroquois gcan go to sleep in you
houses and not dread the arms of tn
French Brothers. T have SPOKEN Peac
is good"
Teganisoris replied in the same strai
as that chosen by Joncaire, assuring hir
that he was his brother; that his heal
went out to him: that the Iroquois love
the French; and that II they had gone