The Land of Bondage: A RomanceBloundelle-Burton, John
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The Land of Bondage: A Romance
Bloundelle-Burton, John
Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Virginia -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
That the person so termed, the wretched impostor, Roderick St. Amande,
was now on his way we soon learnt. Slowly through the assembled crowd
of warriors, women and others, there came now a dozen or more young
Indian girls habited in fawn-skin tunics reaching to their knees,
with, rudely embroidered on them, golden and silver suns. These were
the priestesses who assisted at whatever rites and ceremonies their
master chose to perform, and were always in attendance on him, as we
learnt hereafter. Then, next to them--who, as they passed, sang or
crooned a most dismal dirge, though doubtless 'twas meant as a hymn of
praise---there came his guards, picked braves whose duty it was to be
always near him. Behind them, came he himself, walking slowly but with
his head erect and casting on all the white captives a look at once
triumphant and scornful. Yet, as he passed by Anuza to enter the
circle, he started with surprise, a surprise bred doubtless of seeing
us seated by that chief's side and also from noticing that, amongst
all the Indians who were now prostrating themselves reverently before
him, the Bear alone did not do so but sat calm and unmoved.
For a moment only he stopped to gaze on us all seated and standing
there, yet 'twas long enough for him to see the contempt on the faces
of Mary and myself and Mr. Kinchella, the look of cold indifference on
that of the Bear, and the mocking grins on the faces of Buck and his
companions. Then, going on to the seat reserved for him by the side of
Senamee, he sat himself in it and whispered a few words to that chief.
But the warrior only shook his head and seemed unable to find any
answer to the questions the other was undoubtedly asking him. Next, he
spake to one of his guards, who a moment afterwards ordered that all
in that place kept silence while the great medicine man, the true
Child of the Sun, addressed them, and on that silence being observed
he spake as follows:
"Dogs and slaves of the Shawnee race and Doegs," such being his
gracious form of addressing them, "dogs and slaves whom the Great
Spirit has so favoured as to send me, the only true Child of the Sun,
to be your medicine man, chief orator, prophet, and civil ruler, hear
me. Owing to my counsel, inspired by my father, the Sun, you have
within the last few days achieved a great victory over the white
slaves who dwell to the east of these mountains. You have destroyed
their town and brought hither as prisoners those whom you have not
slain. This, since you are but red dogs and slaves, whom I account but
little better than the pale faces, you could never have done but for
my assistance, both in putting spells on your enemies and in seeking
the assistance of my father, the Sun."
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