The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1928-07-13
he Red Road
Romance Of Rrafldncnxss Defeat

back toward the village. While we
halted to learn II the scene had been
witnessed by some early hunter. or
If the man. had regained his senses,
we took time to examine the wampum.
The strings consisted of white
beads, alternated with red. The belt
was more pretentiOus affair, being
composed of black and red beads with
q Ratchet worked with white beads In.
the middle--a French war belt and
handsomely fashioned, and one neu-
trail tribe would feel honored in hav-
Ing presented even though II could
not be accepted.
AS no alarm was sounded, we adj
vanced to the clearing surrounding
the cabins. and the Onondaga hid the
wampum at the foot of Eastwood
tree. Then lifting his voice he sound
ed the call and when he finished |
shouted in French. After few min
utes two men of middle age slowly
came to meet US, and one of them
greeted:
IF you are tired from long walking
your mats are waiting for you. There
is meat in the kettle"
sour legs were tired but now. they
feel strong after we have looked at
the face of our brother" answered
in the Leni-Lenape tongue.
They made no response to this but
turned and led the way to the village.
| counted twenty cabins made of small
trees, low and rooted with bark. Had
| been Frenchman, would have felt
discouraged over our reception. The
absence of warriors was partly ex-
planned by those we saw through cab
in doors sleeping off the effects of
debauch.
What was disturbing was the
glimpse | caught Of white man,
dressed as an, Indian and wearing a
tiny silver Ratchet on neck chain.
had met him before, and his pres
enee in the village made 1t impossible
for me to claim recent departure
from Duquesne. He was earnestly
talking to an aged Delaware. The In
dian ciutched bottle Of brandy in his
hand while he listened.
After passing this cabin, our con-
ductors halted before an empty hut
and informed us 1t would be our
quarters while in the village. They
seemed to be In haste to leave us,
but when outside the door. one halted
and said:
"Allaquippa, the woman sachem.
will ask where you came FROM"
''Tell her Frenchman and a
Caughnawauga Iroquois have come
from a scout to Castleman's river
and would rest before going on to
Duquesne."
1.-The path between Allaquippa's vii
lage and lDuquesne is beaten down
very hard by French feet. The Leni-
Lenape's moccasins slip in travelling
over it. Our sachem says the path
is old and worn out" he replied.
81 see French brother is here
ahead of u.s." ] said. ignoring his
yelled hint that too many Frenchmen
were coming to the village to suit
Allaquippa.
He sullenly replied: HE brings
much brandy, which is bad. He brings
a belt, which is very bad.'
So our coup on the red carrier of
belts had not stopped the war talk
of the enemy from reaching the vii
lage. However, the Delaware's open
disapprovai Of US spoke well for the
loyalty of the woman to the English.
Requesting Round Paw to remain
near the hut l departed to look up
the owner of the silver ak, and by
bold course disarm suspicion.
When | halted In the doorway of
his cabin he glanced up with an ugly
scowl. then was slightly perplexed for
moment. Before | could announce
myself, he was coming forward to
greet me, and exclaiming:
Monsieur Beland, who was at our
fort in the spring! My heart sings
to behold you again. | have been in
this cursed place two days, trying to
get an audience with that old demon
Allaquippa. Welcome thousand
times. And let US drink If can find
bottle these filthy ones have not
mouthed."
Shame of joyl | am rejoiced to
see Monsieur Falest once more" ]
genially cried.
We embraced, and he waved me to
keg and requested that ! take my
ease. His Indian companion rose, still
clutching the half-emptied bottle, and
staggered outdoors.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)