[Wau-bun by Juliette Augusta Magill Kinzie]@TWC D-Link bookWau-bun CHAPTER XXXII 10/15
You are not like us Indians, who sometimes deceive each other." So saying, he returned to his friends, much comforted. The completion of the picketing and other defences, together with the arrival of a detachment of troops from Fort Howard under Lieutenant Hunter, at our fort, now seemed to render the latter the place of greatest safety.
We therefore regularly, every evening immediately before dusk, took up our line of march for the opposite side of the river, and repaired to quarters that had been assigned us within the garrison, leaving our own house and chattels to the care of the Frenchmen and our friends the Winnebagoes. It was on one of these days that we were sitting at the windows which looked out over the Portage--indeed, we seldom sat anywhere else, our almost sole occupation being to look abroad and see what was coming next--when a loud, long, shrill whoop from a distance gave notice of something to be heard.
"The news-halloo! what could it portend? What were we about to hear ?" By gazing intently towards the farthest extremity of the road, we could perceive a moving body of horsemen, which, as they approached, we saw to be Indians.
They were in full costume.
Scarlet streamers fluttered at the ends of their lances--their arms glittered in the sun.
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