Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-01-18

StAyi cried Pembroke, catching at the barrel of the leveled gun. T believe he would talk with us.
 What does he say, Pierre?" asked Law. Speak to him, if you can.''
 "He wants to know" said Pierre, as the messenger at length stopped and began a harangue, whether we are English or French. He says something about there being big peace between Corlaer and Onontio; by which he New York and the governor at Que- bec''
 Tell him." cried Pembroke, with a sudden thought, that I am an officer of Corlaer. and that Corlaer bids the Iroquois to bring in all the prisoners they have taken. Tell him that the French are going to give up all their prisoners to us, and that the IroQuois must leave the war path, or my Lord. Bellomont will take the war trail and wipe their villages off the earth"
 Something in this speech as con- veyed to the savage seemed to give him certain concern. He retired, and presently his place was taken by a tall and stately figure, dressed in the full habiliments of an Iroquois chieftain. He came on calmly and proudly, his head erect, and in his ex- tended hand the long-stemmed pipe of peace. Pierre Noir heaved a deep sigh of relief.
 Unless my eyes deceive me- said he, tis old Teganisoris himself, one of the head men of the Onondagos. If so. there is some hope, for Teganisoris is wise enough to know when peace is best"
 It was, indeed. that noted chieftain of the Iroquois who now advanced close I'D to the wall. Law and Penn broke stepped out to meet him beyond the palisade, the old voyageur still serving as interpreter from the plat form at their back.
 He says-iisten, n,essieurs!-he says he knows there is going to be 3 big peace; that the Iroquois are tired of fighting and that their hearts are sore. He says-a most manifest lie, beg you to observe, messieurs-that he loves the English, and that all though he ought to kill the French men of our garrison. he will, since some of us are English, and hence his friends, spare us all if we will cease to fight"
 Pembroke turned to Law with ques- ticn in his eye.
 There must be something done," said the latter in low tone. we were short enough of ammunition here even before Du Mesne left for the set- dement's, and your own men have none tco much left
 :. Reflect! Bethink yourselves, Eng lishmen!' he says to us,' continued Pierre Noir. We came to make war, upon the IlIini. Our work here is done. Iris time now that we went lack to our villages. If there is to be a big peace. the Iroquois must be there; for unless the Iroquois demand t there can be no peace at all.' And. gentlemen, I beg you to remember 1t is an I-oqucis who is talking. and that the truth is not in the tongue of an !roGucic.
 Iris a desperate chance, MT. Law %aid Pen broke. ''Yet if we keep up he fight here, there can be but one end.
 --g IiS- u It-, Sdlu LEW, dhu ttAClC gro cthers to be considered"
 It was hurriedly thus concluded !.~w fn-'ly adTanced toward the tai tfa17%e ct the Iroquois headman, and lcf'se1 him straight in the face.
 'tTell him" said he to Pierre Noir 't17rt va ,re all English, and that w ara ~ot afraid: and that if we are
 @rr'-o' 4he armies of Corlaer will de str"v the Jroqvcis. even as the Ire a"ciG have the Illini. Tell him tha way will. 20 baclz with him to the set. dement's becss1se wa nre v-i1'i-, ' ho s~Sl that way IEcn a journey which we nau already E.anned. We could fight ioleyer il wa chose, and he can see for nllLsaif D. tne bodies of his young men how wei we are able to make wat.'
 Tt is we,i,' replied Teganisoris. You have the word of an Iroquois that this shall be done, as have said"
 The word of an Iroquois!" cried Pierre Noir, slamming down the butt say rather! Jean Breboeuf, harken you to what our leaders have agreed. We are to go as prisoners of the Iro. quois! Mary, Mother of God, what folly! And there is madame, and la pauvre petite, that infant so young. By God! Were it left to me, Pierre Berthier would stand here and fight to the end @~" r"oquois!"
 (To be continued)