hem for their sins. But even then they fought each other; and
between my people and the Quedetchque--that my name; you call 'em
Mohawk, I b'lieve--there was war, all time war.

"The Quedetchque come down every fall, follow down banks of river, wait
alound village until all my people asleep; make warwhoop, fire arrows,
set fire to _womegun_, lun off with prisoner, and plenty scalp. One time
all my people away, only squaw and children in town; Quedetchque
war-party come, burn an' kill; get plenty scalp of women and boy, and
chief take away Coquan, what you call 'Lainbow,' wife of great chief
'Tamegun,' the tomahawk.

"They hurry home fas', but the snow fall thick, an' soon Tamegun an' one
other man come home, fin' wigwam burnt, an' dead people all alound. They
tighten belts, take bow, knife, an' axe, and follow on track.

"One night they find tracks in snow, and soon come up to the camp. Many
warriors in that camp--make long camp, and door at each end, and fire at
door. All Quedetchque inside take off moccason and bathe sore feet in
big birch-bark tub near door; then wait until Coquan mend moccasons. All
this Tamegun see, and he find out where his squaw sit in lodge.

"Then he creep up like wildcat, and peep through bark so close he could
almos' touch her; but he only lift edge of bark, and slide in wampum
belt. Coquan work war-belt for him, and know who it is at once. Then she
go out, an' they talk together, far from the camp.

"Then Coquan go back into camp, and take all the moccasons outside, and
set the tubs of dirty water outside each door. Then she see Tamegun an'
his friend tie rope across door, jus' above ground, and the Lainbow slip
out again. Then Micmacs catch up tubs and throw water on the fires; all
out in a minute.

"Both cly the warwhoop many times at the door, an' the woman shoot
arrows through the bark. All the Quedetchque jump up, take knife an'
axe, think Micmacs got into the tent. All is dark; see nothing; think
everybody enemy. They stab with knife, cly war-cly, strike with axe,
kill each other. Some lun out doors, tumble over cord. Micmacs kill
every one. At last all dead but two boys, and Tamegun tie these to
trees.

"Then Tamegun get scalp, skin, beads, knife, spear, everyting he want.
Make three taboggin; load all they can carry; then set fire to camp and
burn all up. Then, when all ready, Tamegun draw his knife, an' cut
prisoners loose.

"'Go back to Quedetchque,' he say. 'They are squaw