forest, apparently a lost maiden of the Oneida tribe. They took
her to their camp and put her to torture trying to make her tell
where her people were hidden. At last she broke down and
promised that when night fell she would lead the Mingoes to the
hiding place of the Oneidas.

"Under cover of the darkness she led them to the gully at the
foot of the ravine. On each side of her was a Mingo warrior,
ready to strike her dead at the first cry for help. When she
reached the spot where she knew the Oneidas were waiting to hurl
immense boulders down over the cliff she uttered a piercing
scream--the signal agreed upon. The warrior next to her had just
time to strike her dead with his club when the boulders came
down, crushing him and all the Mingoes like worms beneath a
giant's heel. Thus the Oneidas owed their deliverance to the
bravery of a maiden."

"It must be fine to be a heroine," sighed Sahwah, when the
applause was finished, "to save a person's life or something. I
wish I had lived in the early days of the country. Nothing ever
happens now."

Unsuspecting Sahwah! Little did she dream what was hidden under
the wings of the Thunder Moon!

The guests rose to depart, after inspecting the tents and
partaking of sandwiches and cocoa out on the Sunset Rock. Nyoda
took them across the lake in the _Sunbeam_, the little launch
that belonged to camp. Both gentlemen expressed their unbounded
admiration for the physical prowess of the Winnebago girls and