As he said this, he threw over the neck of the Delaware the magnificent
bear–claw collar which adorned his own. This was perhaps the happiest
moment of Attō’s life, for such a collar could be worn only by braves
of the highest rank in Indian aristocracy, and the acclamation with
which his comrades hailed the presentation of the gift, assured
Reginald that it had been neither unwisely nor unworthily bestowed.
The latter then turned towards the prisoner, and made him a sign to
follow towards the outer edge of the thicket, in the direction where
Baptiste and he had shot the two Indians who led the attack; their
bodies still lay where they fell; the youth gazed upon them with stern
composure. Reginald inquired by a sign if he knew them: he replied
in the affirmative; and he added, pointing to the nearer of the two,
a sign which Reginald did not comprehend; he turned to Attō for an
explanation.
“He says,” replied the Delaware, “that was his father.”
Reginald, much affected, placed the youth’s hand against his own breast
in token of regard, and made him understand that he was free to go
himself, and to remove the bodies without interruption.
The young Crow replied by a look of gratitude too expressive to
require the interpretation of language, and moving towards the body of
his father, bore it into the midst of his wondering companions, who
received him with repeated wailings and cries: none, however, seemed
disposed to believe in his assurance that they might take away the
other body likewise; he was obliged to return himself: and then one
of his tribe, seeing that he stood uninjured beside it, came out from
their ranks and assisted him to bear it off.
CHAPTER XIV.
AN UNEXPECTED MEETING.—REGINALD PREPARES TO FOLLOW THE TRAIL.
For two days the band of Crows hovered round the encampment, sometimes
showing themselves on the adjacent heights, at others drawing off to
a distance, in hopes of enticing some of Reginald’s party to venture
into the open country; but although he himself chafed and fretted like
an impatient steed, he was sensible of the risk that must attend any
error or imprudence while in the neighbourhood of an enemy so crafty
and so strong in numbers, and he never permitted the watchfulness of
his little garrison to be relaxed for a moment: the horses were driven
to feed under the guard of two armed Delawares, and were not sent to a
distance whence their return could be intercepted, and the watches were
regularly set and relieved during the whole night.
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