When we reached the scout, we learned that the village was situated
just beyond a low ridge not far distant, so Ga-va-go gave orders that
the women, the children, and the three prisoners should remain under
a small guard where we were until they had topped the ridge, when we
were to advance to a position where we might overlook the village,
and if the battle was against the No-vans we could retreat to a point
which he indicated to the warriors left to guard us. This was to be
the rendezvous, for following defeat the Va-gas warriors scatter in
all directions, thus preventing any considerable body of them being
attacked and destroyed by a larger body of the pursuing enemy.
As we stood there upon the knoll, watching Ga-va-go and his savage
warriors galloping swiftly toward the distant ridge, I could not but
wonder that the inhabitants of the village which they were about to
attack had not placed sentinels along the ridge to prevent just such
a surprise as this, but when I questioned one of the warriors who had
been left to guard us, he said that not all the Va-gas tribes were
accustomed to posting sentinels when they felt themselves reasonably
safe from attack. It had always been Ga-va-go’s custom, however, and
to it they attributed his supremacy among the other Va-gas tribes
over a large territory.
“After a tribe has made a few successful raids and returned
victorious, they are filled with pride,” the warrior explained to me,
“and presently they begin to think that no one dares to attack them
and then they grow careless, and little by little the custom of
posting sentinels drops into disuse. The very fact that they have no
sentinels indicates that they are a large, powerful and successful
tribe. We shall feed well for a long time.”
The very idea of the thought that was passing through his mind, was
repellent in the extreme, and I fairly shuddered when I contemplated
the callousness with which this creature spoke of the coming orgy, in
which he hoped to devour flesh of his own kind.
Presently we saw our force disappear beyond the ridge, and then we
too, advanced, and as we moved forward there came suddenly to us,
from the distance the fierce and savage war cry of the No-vans and a
moment later it was answered by another no less terrible, rising from
the village beyond the ridge. Our guards hastened us then, to greater
speed, until, at a full run, we mounted the steep slope of the ridge
and halted upon its crest.
Below us lay a broad valley, and in the center a long, beautiful
lake, the opposite shore of which was clothed in forest while that
nearest us was open and park-like, dotted here and there with
beautiful trees, and in this open space we descried a large village.
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