The boys' book of Indian battles and adventures, with anecdotes about them
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The boys' book of Indian battles and adventures, with anecdotes about them
Indians of North America -- Anecdotes
Her conductor invited her to enter, by signs: but this she sternly
refused to do, dreading the consequence, and preferring death in the open
air to the tender mercies of cannibals within. Perceiving her reluctance,
and scanning her feelings, the hospitable Indian darted into the wigwam,
and communed with his wife, who, in a few minutes, also appeared: and,
by certain signs and sympathies, known only to females, calmed the
stranger’s fears, and induced her to enter their lowly abode. Venison was
instantly prepared for supper, and Mrs. M’Dougal—though still alarmed at
the novelty of her situation, found the viands delicious, and had rarely,
if ever, partaken of so savoury a meal. Aware that she was wearied, the
Indians removed from their place near the roof, two beautiful deer skins,
and, by stretching and fixing them across, divided the wigwam into two
apartments. Mats were also spread in both, and next, the stranger was
given to understand, that the further dormitory was expressly designed
for her accommodation. But here again her courage failed her, and to the
most pressing intreaties, she replied by signs, as well as she could,
that she would prefer to sit and sleep by the fire. This determination
seemed to puzzle the Indian and his squaw sadly. Often they looked at
each other, and conversed softly in their own language: and, at last,
the Red took the White woman by the hand, led her to her couch, and
became her bedfellow. In the morning she awoke greatly refreshed, and
anxious to depart, without further delay—but the Indian would on no
account permit it. Breakfast was prepared—another savoury and well-cooked
meal—and then the Indian accompanied his guest, and conducted her to the
very spot where the cattle were grazing. These he kindly drove from the
wood, on the verge of which Mrs. M’Dougal descried her husband, running
about every where, hallooing and seeking for her, in a state of absolute
distraction. Great was his joy, and great his gratitude to her Indian
benefactor, who was invited to the house, and treated to the best the
larder afforded, and presented, on his departure, with a suit of clothes.
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