Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-11-30

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 l have never been sorry, not even now,
 that have welded with one who was
 not of my own people. But, ah, my
 son! Who shall give my son back to
 me? Ere that sun shines again we
 shall all be dead. and my heart is glad
 for shall see my boy once more."
 The Iroquois paddlers had bent to
 their work until good ten miles lay
 between them and Ste. Marie, Ther
 they ran the canoe into a little cree!.
 upon their own side of the river an
 sprang out of her, dragging the prison
 CTS after them. Then, after a shor
 council. they started through the fores'
 walking in single file. with their thre
 prisoners in the middle There weri
 fifteen warriors in all. eight in iron
 and seven behind, all armed with mus
 kets and as swift footed as deer. SC
 that escape was out of the question
 They could but follow on and wait in patience for whatever might befall them. -
 All day they pursued their dreary march. Omega had the endurance oi the Indians themselves, but Adele, in spite of her former journeys. was foot sore and weary before evening. It was a relief to De Catinat, therefore, when the red glow of great fire beat sud denly through the tree trunks and they came upon an Indian camp in which was assembled the greater part of the war party which had been driven from Ste. Marie. Here. too. were number of the squaws who had come from ths Mohawk and Cayuga villages in order to be nearer to the warriors. Wigwams had been erected all round in circle and before each of them were the ket- ties, slung upon tripod of sticks, in which the evening meal was being cooked. In the center of all was a very fierce fire, which had been made of brushwood placed in Q circle so as to have clear space of twelve feet in the middle. A pole stood up in the center of this clearing. and something all mot. tied with red and black was tied up against 1t. De Catinat stepped swiftly in front of Adele that she might not see the dreadful thing.
 "They have begun already, then" said Omega composedly. "Well, 1t will be our turn next, and we shall show them that we know how to die"
 "They have not i'll used us yet" said De Catinat. Perhaps they will keep us for ransom or exchange"
 The Indian woman shook her head. Do not deceive yourself by any such hope" said she. "When they are as gentle as they have been with you 1t Is ever Q sign that you are reserved for the torture. Your wife will be married to one of their chiefs, but you and I must die"
 Married to an Iroquois!" Those dreadful words shot pang through both their hearts which no thought of death could have done. De Catlnat's head dropped forward upon his chest. and he staggered and would have fall en had Adele not caught him by the arm. -ss c-s.--,.,
 Do not fear. dear Amory." she whls- pered. "Other things may happen. but not that. for swear to you that shall not survive you"
 As they entered the Iroquois village the squaws and warriors had rushed toward them. and they walked through a double line of hideous faces. which jeered and gibed and howled at them as they passed. Their escort led them through this rabble and conducted them to hut which stood apart.
 An instant later an old war chief, ac- by two younger braves and by the bearded half Dutch Iroquois who had led the attack upon the manor house. strolled over and stood in the doorway. looking in at the prisoners. The Bastard was smoking a stone pipe, and yet 1t was he who talked the most, arguing apparently with one of the younger savages. who seemed to come round at last to his opinion. Finally the old chief said a few short stern words. and the matter appeared to be settled.
 And you. you beldam." said the Bas- tard In French to the Iroquois woman. you will have a lesson this night which will teach you to side against your own peoplew
 You half bred mongrel." replied ths old woman. you should take that hat from your head when you peak to one in whose veins runs the best blood of the Onondagas. You a who. with a thousand at TOUT back. could not make your way Into e little house with a few poor within 1t. It is no won Ter that your fathers people have cast rou out"
 The evil face of the Bastard grew ivid as he listened to the scornful words which were hissed at him by the .aptve. He strode across to her, and. aking her hand. he thrust the fore inger into the burning bowl of his 'Ipe. She made no effort to remove {. but sat with perfectly set face i or a minute or more. looking out l trough the open door at the, evening l unlight and the little groups of chat | ering Indians. He watched her keen ' in the hope of hearing q cry or see ng some spasm of agony upon her l ace. but at last. with q curse. be lashed down her hand and strode from i be hut. Ske thrust her chsrred finger