"And for that reason I believe Simon Girty got word to her that I was in the hands of Cornplanter.

At the last moment when the Indians were lashing me to the stake Girty came to me and said he must have been too late." "Yes, Girty might have done that," said Col.Zane.

"I suppose, though he dared not interfere in behalf of poor Crawford." "Isaac, Can you get Myeerah to talk?
I love to hear her speak," said Betty, in an aside.
"Myeerah, will you sing a Huron love-song ?" said Isaac "Or, if you do not wish to sing, tell a story.

I want them to know how well you can speak our language." "What shall Myeerah say ?" she said, shyly.
"Tell them the legend of the Standing Stone." "A beautiful Indian girl once dwelt in the pine forests," began Myeerah, with her eyes cast down and her hand seeking Isaac's.

"Her voice was like rippling waters, her beauty like the rising sun.