eps. Each hoped that it
was one of his own party; but the captain hung on, like a bulldog, and
called in English.

Horrors! The on-comer did not reply, which was a bad sign for the
captain. Very soon the man arrived. They could not see him and he
could not see them; and the next thing the captain knew, a pair of
hands were feeling him over, as if to pick out a good spot on him.
They crept up to where his own hands were fastened in the Netop's hair.
While the captain was still hanging on grittily, and expecting to feel
a blow, down thudded the hatchet, right between his hands, into the
Netop's crown.

It was the Mohegan!

Now that the fight was done, the Mohegan hugged his captain and thanked
him for holding the prisoner. He cut off the Netop's head, and
together they bore it back to the camp fire.

Of such bull-dog stuff Captain Church was made. His fight with the
Netop, in the darkness of the dangerous swamp, raised him high among
his scouts.

He finally cornered King Phillip in another swamp, August 12, 1676.
There King Phillip fell, with two bullets in his breast from the gun of
a deserter. Captain Church's Indians hacked King Phillip into
quarters, to be hung upon a tree.

Only a remnant of King Phillip's people were left at large, under two
principal chiefs, Tispaquin and old Annawan. Of these chiefs Annawan
was the more important; he had ranked as Phillip's head captain. In
the swamp battle where Phillip was killed, his great voice had boomed
through the mist of morning, calling "Iootash! Iootash!"--"Fight
stoutly! Fight stoutly!" But in the mix-up he had escaped, and when
the dew had dried the Captain Church scouts could not trail him.

Having shattered the league of the Pokanokets and killed King Phillip,
Captain Church withdrew to Plymouth headquarters, to report. For the
campaign his men were granted only about $1.10 each, and he himself was
well tired out.

But right soon a message reached him, from Rehoboth, of southern
Massachusetts north of Rhode Island, that Head Captain Annawan was
"kenneling" in Squannaconk Swamp, and plundering the farms outside.
Being a true citizen, and knowing that the settlers looked to him for
aid, Captain Church, instead of resting up, sought his faithful
lieutenant, Jabez Howland, and others of his former company.

"Old Annawan is out," he said. "He is among the last of King Phillip's
men. I have reliable word that he is kenneling in Squannaconk and
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