that you alone are of sufficient judgment and
experience to give me advice in this case."
Timmendiquas bowed gravely.
De Peyster then told him of the threatening letter from the four, and of
the disappearance of Private Doran. The nostrils of Timmendiquas
dilated.
"They are great warriors," he said, "but the white youth, Ware, whom you
hold, is the greatest of them all. It was well done."
De Peyster frowned. In his praise of the woodsmen Timmendiquas seemed to
reflect upon the skill of his own troops. But he persisted in his plan
to flatter and to appeal to the pride of Timmendiquas.
"White Lightning," he said, "you know the forest as the bird knows its
nest. What would you advise me to do?"
The soothing words appealed to Timmendiquas and he replied:
"I will send some of my warriors to trail them from the spot where your
man was taken, and do you send soldiers also to take them when they are
found. It is my business to make war upon these rangers from Kentucky,
and I will help you all I can."
De Peyster, who felt that his honor was involved, left the lodge much
more hopeful. It was intolerable that he, a soldier and a poet, should
be insulted in such a manner by four wild woodsmen, and he selected ten
good men who, following two Wyandot trailers, would certainly avenge
him.
Henry heard the details of Private Doran's misadventure from Lieutenant
Holderness, who did not fail to do it full justice.
"I should not have believed it," said the young Englishman, "if the
facts were not so clear. Private Doran is not a small man. He must weigh
at least one hundred and eighty, but he is gone as completely as if the
earth had opened and swallowed him up."
Henry smiled and pretended to take it lightly. At heart he was hugely
delighted at this new proof of the prowess of his friends.
"I told you what they were," he said. "They are keeping their promises,
are they not?"
"So far they have, but they will reach the end very soon. The Chief
Timmendiquas, the tall one, who thinks he is as good as the King of
England, has furnished two Wyandot trailers--they say the beggars can
come pretty near following the trail left by the flight of a bird
through the air--and they will take a detachment of ten good men against
these four friends of yours."
The prisoner's eyes sparkled. It did not seem to Holderness that he was
at all cast down as he should be.
"Shif'less Sol will lead them a glorious chase," said Henry.
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