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Betty appeared at the door； and seeing the room filled with men she hesitated a moment before coming forward。 In her white dress she made such a dainty picture that she seemed out of place among those surroundings。 Alfred Clarke； for one； thought such a charming vision was wasted on the rough settlers； every one of whom wore a faded and dirty buckskin suit and a belt containing a knife and a tomahawk。 Colonel Zane stepped up to Betty and placing his arm around her turned toward Clarke with pride in his eyes。
〃Betty； I want to make you acquainted with the hero of the hour； Mr。 Alfred Clarke。 This is my sister。〃
Betty bowed to Alfred； but lowered her eyes instantly on encountering the young man's gaze。
〃I have had the pleasure of meeting Miss Zane twice today；〃 said Alfred。
〃Twice？〃 asked Colonel Zane； turning to Betty。 She did not answer； but disengaged herself from his arm and sat down by Isaac。
〃It was on the river road that I first met Miss Zane； although I did not know her then；〃 answered Alfred。 〃I had some difficulty in stopping her pony from going to Fort Pitt； or some other place down the river。〃
〃Ha！ Ha！ Well； I know she rides that pony pretty hard；〃 said Colonel Zane； with his hearty laugh。 〃I'll tell you； Clarke； we have some riders here in the settlement。 Have you heard of Major McColloch's leap over the hill？〃
〃I have heard it mentioned； and I would like to hear the story；〃 responded Alfred。 〃I am fond of horses； and think I can ride a little myself。 I am afraid I shall be compelled to change my mind。〃
〃That is a fine animal you rode from Fort Pitt；〃 remarked the Major。 〃I would like to own him。〃
〃Come； draw your chairs up and he'll listen to Isaac's story；〃 said Colonel Zane。
〃I have not much of a story to tell；〃 said Isaac； in a voice still weak and low。 〃I have some bad news； I am sorry to say； but I shall leave that for the last。 This year； if it had been completed； would have made my tenth year as a captive of the Wyandots。 This last period of captivity； which has been nearly four years； I have not been ill…treated and have enjoyed more comfort than any of you can imagine。 Probably you are all familiar with the reason for my long captivity。 Because of the interest of Myeerah； the Indian Princess； they have importuned me for years to be adopted into the tribe； marry the White Crane； as they call Myeerah； and become a Wyandot chief。 To this I would never consent； though I have been careful not to provoke the Indians。 I was allowed the freedom of the camp； but have always been closely watched。 I should still be with the Indians had I not suspected that Hamilton； the British Governor； had formed a plan with the Hurons； Shawnees； Delawares； and other tribes； to strike a terrible blow at the whites along； the river。 For months I have watched the Indians preparing for an expedition； the extent of which they had never before undertaken。 I finally learned from Myeerah that my suspicions were well founded。 A favorable chance to escape presented and I took it and got away。 I outran all the braves； even Arrowswift； the Wyandot runner； who shot me through the arm。 I have had a hard time of it these last three or four days； living on herbs and roots； and when I reached the river I was ready to drop。 I pushed a log into the water and started to drift over。 When the old dog saw me I knew I was safe if I could hold on。 Once； when the young man pointed his gun at me； I thought it was all over。 I could not shout very loud。〃
〃Were you going to shoot？〃 asked Colonel Zane of Clarke。
〃I took him for an Indian； but fortunately I discovered my mistake in time；〃 answered Alfred。
〃Are the Indians on the way here？〃 asked Jonathan。
〃That I cannot say。 At present the Wyandots are at home。 But I know that the British and the Indians will make a combined attack on the settlements。 It may be a month； or a year； but it is coming。〃
〃And Hamilton； the hair buyer； the scalp buyer； is behind the plan；〃 said Colonel Zane； in disgust。
〃The Indians have their wrongs。 I sympathize with them in many ways。 We have robbed them； broken faith with them； and have not lived up to the treaties。 Pipe and Wingenund are particularly bitter toward the whites。 I understand Cornplanter is also。 He would give anything for Jonathan's scalp； and I believe any of the tribes would give a hundred of their best warriors for 'Black Wind；' as they call Lew Wetzel。〃
〃Have you ever seen Red Fox？〃 asked Jonathan； who was sitting near the fire and as usual saying but little。 He was the wildest and most untamable of all the Zanes。 Most of the time he spent in the woods； not so much to fight Indians； as Wetzel did； but for pure love of outdoor life。 At home he was thoughtful and silent。
〃Yes； I have seen him；〃 answered Isaac。 〃He is a Shawnee chief and one of the fiercest warriors in that tribe of fighters。 He was at Indian…head； which is the name of one of the Wyandot villages； when I visited there last； and he had two hundred of his best braves with him。〃
〃He is a bad Indian。 Wetzel and I know him。 He swore he would hang our scalps up in his wigwam；〃 said Jonathan。
〃What has he in particular against you？〃 asked Colonel Zane。 〃Of course； Wetzel is the enemy of all Indians。〃
〃Several years ago Wetzel and I were on a hunt down the river at the place called Girty's Point； where we fell in with the tracks of five Shawnees。 I was for coming home； but Wetzel would not hear of it。 We trailed the Indians and； coming up on them after dark； we tomahawked them。 One of them got away crippled； but we could not follow him because we discovered that they had a white girl as captive； and one of the red devils； thinking we were a rescuing party； had tomahawked her。 She was not quite dead。 We did all we could to save her life。 She died and we buried her on the spot。 They were Red Fox's braves and were on their way to his camp with the prisoner。 A year or so afterwards I learned from a friendly Indian that the Shawnee chief had sworn to kill us。 No doubt he will be a leader in the coming attack。〃
〃We are living in the midst of terrible times；〃 remarked Colonel Zane。 〃Indeed； these are the times that try men's souls； but I firmly believe the day is not far distant when the redmen will be driven far over the border。〃
〃Is the Indian Princess pretty？〃 asked Betty of Isaac。
〃Indeed she is； Betty； almost as beautiful as you are；〃 said Isaac。 〃She is tall and very fair for an Indian。 But I have something to tell about her more interesting than that。 Since I have been with the Wyandots this last time I have discovered a little of the jealously guarded secret of Myeerah's mother。 When Tarhe and his band of Hurons lived in Canada their home was in the Muskoka Lakes region on the Moon river。 The old warriors tell wonderful stories of the beauty of that country。 Tarhe took captive some French travellers； among them a woman named La Durante。 She had a beautiful little girl。 The prisoners； except this little girl； were released。 When she grew up Tarhe married her。 Myeerah is her child。 Once Tarhe took his wife to Detroit and she was seen there by an old Frenchman who went crazy over her and said she was his child。 Tarhe never went to the whit