Is not the Ottawa right?" The Indian paused, threw his
eye rapidly along the room, and then, fixing it on the
governor, seemed to wait with deep but suppressed interest
for his reply.

"Peace to the bones of a brave warrior!" seriously and
evasively returned the governor: "the pale face is no
longer in the land of the Canadas, and the young warriors
of the Saganaw are sorry for his loss; but what would
the Ottawa say of the bridge? and what has the pale
warrior, the friend of the Ottawa, to do with it?"

A gleam of satisfaction pervaded the countenance
of the Indian, as he eagerly bent his
ear to receive the assurance that the fugitive
was no more; but when allusion was again
made to the strange warrior, his brow became
overcast, and he replied with mingled haughtiness
and anger,--

"Does my father ask? He has dogs of spies among the
settlers of the pale flag, but the tomahawk of the red
skins will find them out, and they shall perish even as
the Saganaw themselves. Two nights ago, when the warriors
of the Ottawas were returning from their scout upon the
common, they heard the voice of Onondato, the great
wolf-dog of the friend of the Ottawa chief. The voice
came from the bridge where the Saganaw killed his young
warrior, and it called upon the red skins for assistance.
My young men gave their war cry, and ran like wild deer