er listened to," afterward said
Robinson. "His gestures and face were wonderful!"

The warriors still called for fire. The torch was ready, when Logan
sprang angrily forward. With his own hatchet he cut the ropes, and
marching the white captive through the mob landed him in the lodge of
an old squaw. Few chiefs would have dared an act like this, to save
merely a white man, and an enemy.

However, Logan was not yet done. Thirteen of his people, he claimed,
had been killed by the whites; and thirteen white scalps should pay.
Just before he set out on the war-path again, he brought to William
Robinson a goose-quill and some gun-powder.

He bade Robinson sharpen the quill, and with gunpowder-and-water for
ink write a letter.

Captain Cresap:

What did you kill my people on Yellow Creek for? The white people
killed my kin at Conestoga, a great while ago, and I thought nothing of
that. But you killed my kin again on Yellow Creek, and took my cousin
prisoner. Then I thought I must kill, too; and I have been three times
to war since; but all the Indians are not angry, only myself.

July 21, 1774. CAPTAIN JOHN LOGAN.

This note was carried clear down into western Virginia, as if to show
how far Logan could reach. It was found tied to a war-club and left at
a plundered settler's cabin.

Logan never would believe but that Michael Cresap had killed the
warriors and women at Yellow Creek. When Captain Cresap heard of this
note, and that he was blamed, he said that he would like to sink his
tomahawk in Daniel Greathouse's head!

Chief Logan was not long in getting his thirteen scalps.

"Now," he announced, "I am satisfied. My relations have been paid for.
I will sit still."

He was not to sit still yet. The hands of the Shawnees grasped the
hatchet very firmly. Forty scalps at a time had been hung in the
Shawnee lodges, but the spirits of their fathers and the ashes of their
towns called for more. The Delawares had not taken payment enough for
the scalp of old Bald Eagle. The Senecas remembered that many years
ago eight of their warriors were attacked by one hundred and fifty Long
Knife soldiers. The Mingos had not forgotten the massacre of the
Conestogas. The Wyandots were red, and hated the white face in the
east.

These nations formed the league of the Northern Confederacy, to defend
themselves. Cornstalk the Shawnee was chosen head chief.

CHAPTER IX

CORNSTALK LEADS THE