Meanwhile, half a minute sufficed for Mahéga to explain his intentions
in a whisper to his follower, and less than half a minute sufficed
to carry them into execution. Rushing together upon the Crow while
he was stooping with his back towards them, they seized and pinioned
him before he had time to catch up his knife or to offer the least
resistance. Never was there an attack more unexpected, nor a victory
more easily obtained; and the discomfited Crow looked upon his two
captors with an astonishment that he could not conceal. Their dress
and tribe were altogether strange to him; and the scouts around the
camp having brought in no report of any suspicious appearance or trail
having been discovered, it could not be wondered at if he imagined that
they must have pounced upon him from the clouds.
As soon as Mahéga had assured himself that the hands of the prisoner
were securely tied, he led him towards a spot more sheltered from
observation, Toweno following with the horse; and if the Crow felt
at first any uneasiness respecting their intentions towards him, it
must have been soon dispelled, as the Osage chief assured him, in the
language of signs, that no harm was intended to him, and that he would
soon be at liberty.
After a short consultation with Toweno, the chief determined to conduct
the prisoner to his camp, on reaching which his arms were unbound, and
he was courteously invited to take a seat by his captors. The Crow
obeyed without any apparent reluctance, having satisfied himself by
a hasty glance around that he was watched by several well–armed men,
and that any attempt at escape or resistance must be for the present
hopeless of success.
The pipe of peace having been smoked between the Osage and his
prisoner, some meat and cakes were placed before the latter, of which
he partook without hesitation; but he could not resist casting sundry
curious glances at the white tent, wondering what it might contain;
he observed also the numerous packs and bales scattered around, and
thought within himself that, whatever might be his own fate, many of
these would ere long fall into the hands of his tribe.
As soon as he had finished his meal, Mahéga resumed the conversation
in the language of signs, explained to him that he wished to become
friends with the Upsaroka; that he had come from very far with few
followers, having fought with the Pale–faces; that the tent was Great
Medicine, and contained that which brought wealth and good things to
friends, but terror and misfortunes to enemies.
It may be supposed that the Upsaroka did not, in his present
circumstances, regret these peaceful overtures; on the contrary, he
bound himself by the most solemn promises to do every thing in his
power towards establishing friendship between their respective tribes,
and he gave Mahéga to understand by his gestures that he was not
without authority among the Crows.[62]
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