New Britain herald., 1922-02-18
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the Indians. ls sdopted by tho chief KAHToo and raared AS an Indian unner ths nainn If White Arrow. He Is told that h,s mother, captured with him. was klncd,
 Naltrsatsd by an Indian brave, Erskine nses to settlers stoekadc in Kentucky and Is re>ogn.,ed hy his morially wound sd father. The boy goes to Red Oaks. the great Dale plantation on Ae James River, nov occupied by
 COLONEL DALE younger hrothcr of Err neIvcd hy his cousins
 BARBARA and
 HARRY. Erskne r-es 10 tho wilderness und leaves Red Oaks legally his, 10 Bar bara, atcr threatening to kill Dane Grey, with whom he has puarrelcd In jealousy ever tho eiri, He Is met by Shawnee h. dians who persuade nln ,o vlsA his fos- ter.iather. the old chief Kahtoo, In the Indian camp hn finds white woman condemned 10 death. Her beautiful half hrccd daughter.
 EARLY MORN. is loved by Erskinc's en- emy. Black Wolf.
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 The old chiefs eyes shifted uneas-
 Why did you leave us?"
 ITO see my people and because of Crooked Lightning and his brother"
 "You'fought us.'
 
 him." The dauntless mien of the boy pleased the old man. The lad must take his place as chief.
 Now White Arrow turned question
 'l told you I would come when the leaves fell and I am here. Why is Crooked Lightning here? Why is the new prophet? Who is the wom- an? What has she done that she must die? What is the peace talk you wish me to carry north?
 "The story of the prophet and Crooked Lightning is too long, he said ,wearily "I will tell tomorrow. The woman must dies because her the white wampum to a council. The Shawnees may join the British against our enemies-the palefaces"
 "T will wait said the lad 'I will carry the white wampum. If you war against the paleface on this side of the mountain-l am your enemy. If you war with the British against them all--I am your enemy. And the woman must not die.''
 "I have spoken said the old man.
 "I have spoken said the boy.
 Just outside the tent figure slipped away as noiselessly as a snake. When it rose and emerged from the shadows the hrelight showed the ma lignant. triumphant face Of Crooked Lightning.
 Dressed as an Indian. Erskine rode forth next morning with wampum ,,et for the council where the Brit ish were to meet Shawnee, Iroquois, and Algonquin. and urge them to en- ter the great war that was just break ing forth.
 One question the boy asked as he made ready:
 The white woman must not be burned while l am gone?'
 No" promised the old chief. And so White Arrow fared forth, Four days he rode through the north woods. and on the fifth he strode through the streets of a town that was yet filled with great forest trees. He slipped to the house of an old priest. Father Andre, who had taught him some religion and a little French. The old man was distressed when he heard the lads mission.
 T am no royaist." he said.
 Nor am l'' said Erskine. 'I came because kahtoo begged me 10 come He could trust no other. I am only a messenger and ] shall speak his talk; but my heart is with the Am cricans and shall fight with them" "
 lny,~r On his way Erskine met Grey who apparently was leaving with a band of traders for Detroit. Erskine met his eyes and Grey smiled:
 Aren't you White Arrow?" Some how the tone with which he spoke the name was an insnlt.
 a Yes"
 "Grey's face, already rcd with drink. turned purple with anger.
 "When you tried to stab me do you remember what l said?" Erskine nodded centemptuously.
 Well. l repeat it. fll, fight you anywhere and in any way you please
 Why not now?'
 This is not the time. for private uuarres and you know it.
 II can wait--and l shall not for get The day will come"
 The old priest touched Erskine't shoulder as the angry youth rode away.
 II cannot make it out" he said "He claims to represent an English fur company. His talk is British hu' he told one man---when he was drunk that he could have commission IT the American army
 The council-tire was built Three British agents sat on blankets anc around them the chiefs were rinGed The burden of bis talk varied very < little.
 The American paefaces had driver i the Indian over tho great wall. They were killing his deer, buffalo, ant elk, robbing him of his land and pushing him ever backward. They were many and they would become more. The British were the Indian $ friends the Americans were his en- c,nies and theirs; could they choose to fight with their enemies rather than with their friends? Each chief answered In turn, and each cast tor ward his wampum until only Ersklne' who lad sat silent, remained, ana Pontiac himself turned 10 him.
 What saye the son of kahtoo?, Even as he rose the lad saw creep ing 10 the outer ring his enemy Crooked Lightning. but he appeared not 10 gee. Tho whites looked sur rr;sefi vI,cr, his hoyish figure stood