One arm was free, and the other nearly so.

He had almost untied the thongs which bound him; a few moments more and he would have been free.
"Ugh!" exclaimed the young brave, awakening his chief and pointing to the hunter.
The chief glanced at his prisoner; then looked more closely, and with one spring was on his feet, a drawn tomahawk in his hand.

A short, shrill yell issued from his lips.

Roused by that clarion call, the young braves jumped up, trembling in eager excitement.

The chief's summons had been the sharp war-cry of the Delawares.
He manifested as intense emotion as could possibly have been betrayed by a matured, experienced chieftain, and pointing to the hunter, he spoke a single word.
* * * At noonday the Indians entered the fields of corn which marked the outskirts of the Delaware encampment.
"Kol-loo--kol-loo--kol-loo." The long signal, heralding the return of the party with important news, pealed throughout the quiet valley; and scarcely had the echoes died away when from the village came answering shouts.
Once beyond the aisles of waving corn the hunter saw over the shoulders of his captors the home of the redmen.