In the meanwhile War–Eagle was not idle, he visited the principal
braves and warriors of his tribe, and found them unanimous in their
resolution to break off all communication with the Osages, as soon as
the latter should commit any overt act that should justify them in
dissolving the league into which they had entered. He also resolved to
watch closely the movements of Mahéga, of whose malice and influence
he was fully aware; with this view he selected an intelligent Delaware
boy, who knew the Osage language, and desired him to hover about the
tent of the chief, and to bring a report of all that he should see or
hear.
Towards the close of day, Mahéga sent runners about his village, after
the usual Indian fashion, to summon the warriors and braves, most of
whom were already prepared for the harangue which he was about to
address to them; as soon as a sufficient number were collected, the
wily chief came forth from his lodge, in the dress before described,
and began by thanking them for so readily obeying his call.
“Why did Mahéga call together the warriors?” he continued; “Was it to
tell them that a broad bison–trail is near the camp? The Medicine–men
have not yet smoked the hunting–pipe to the Wahcondah.—Was it to tell
them of the scalps taken by their fathers? The young men have not been
called to the war–dance, their ears have not heard the Drum.[33]—Was
it to tickle their ears with words like dried grass? Mahéga’s tongue is
not spread with honey; he has called the Washashe to open their ears
and eyes, to tell them that snakes have crept under their lodges, that
the dogs in the village have become wolves!”
As he paused, the auditors looked each at the other; those who were
not yet instructed in the speaker’s project being at a loss to catch
the meaning of his words. Seeing that he had arrested their attention,
he proceeded: “When Mahéga was young, when our fathers were warriors,
who was so strong as the Washashe? Our hunters killed the deer and the
bison from the Neska to the Topeo–kà.[34] The Konzas were our brothers,
and we were afraid of none. But the Mahe–hunguh[35] came near, their
tongues were smooth, their hands were full, and the Washashe listened
to their talk:—is it not so?”
A deep murmur testified the attention of his auditors; but Mahéga knew
that he was venturing on dangerous ground, and his present object was
rather to incite them to vengeance against the band of Delawares and
their guests, than against the white men in general. He resumed his
harangue in a milder tone.
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