en him. The sight of Mary
appeared to have a powerful effect upon the boy; he listened to her as
she soothed and caressed him, and appearing to be overcome with a
variety of sensations, he lay down, moaned, and at last fell fast
asleep.

The soldier who had been shot by the Angry Snake was buried before they
buried the chief. Martin's wound had been dressed by his wife, the
Strawberry, who was very skillful in Indian surgery. She had previously
applied cataplasms made from the bruised leaves which she and the Indian
woman had sought for, to the feet of Mary Percival, which were in a
state of great inflammation, and Mary had found herself already much
relieved by the application. Before the day dawned, the two Indians who
had been wounded, were dead, and were immediately buried by the side of
the chief.

Alfred and Malachi had resolved to set off the next morning, on their
return home, if they found it possible to convey Mary Percival; but
their party was now reduced, as one of the soldiers had been killed, and
Martin was incapable of service. The Indian woman would also be fully
loaded with the extra rifles, the two which they had captured from the
Indians, the one belonging to the soldier, and Martin's, who could not
carry any thing in his present state.

They were now only six effective men, as John could not be of much use
in carrying, and, moreover, was appointed to watch Percival. Then they
had the two prisoners to take charge of, so that they were somewhat
embarrassed. Malachi, however, proposed that they should make a litter
of boughs, welded together very tight, and suspended on a pole so as to
be carried between two men. Mary Percival was not a very great weight,
and, by relieving each other continually, they would be able to get some
miles every day, till Mary was well enough to walk with them. Alfred
assented to this, and, as soon as it was daylight, went into the woods
with Malachi, to assist him in cutting the boughs. On their return, they
found that all the rest of the party were up, and that Mary felt little
or no pain. They made their breakfast on their salt provisions, which
were now nearly expended, and as soon as their meal was over, they put
Mary upon the litter and set off, taking the Indian prisoners with them,
as they thought it not yet advisable to give them their liberty. The
first day they made but a few miles, as they were obliged to stop, that
they might procure some food. The party were l