again when it has passed. After the lapse of a minute,
the terrible warrior was seen to spring again to his
feet, far in the rear of the band; and then, uttering a
fierce shout of exultation, to make good his retreat
towards the forest.

Meanwhile, Ponteac and the other chiefs of the council
continued rooted to the piazza on which they had rushed
at the unexpected display of the armed men behind the
scarlet curtain. The loud "Waugh" that burst from the
lips of all, on finding themselves thus foiled in their
schemes of massacre, had been succeeded, the instant
afterwards, by feelings of personal apprehension, which
each, however, had collectedness enough to disguise. Once
the Ottawa made a movement as if he would have cleared
the space that kept him from his warriors; but the
emphatical pointing of the finger of Colonel de Haldimar
to the levelled muskets of the men in the block-houses
prevented him, and the attempt was not repeated. It was
remarked by the officers, who also stood on the piazza,
close behind the chiefs, when the black warrior threw
his tomahawk at the governor, a shade of displeasure
passed over the features of the Ottawa; and that, when
he found the daring attempt was not retaliated on his
people, his countenance had been momentarily lighted up
with a satisfied expression, apparently marking his sense
of the forbearance so unexpectedly shown.

"What says the great chief of the Ottawas now?" asked
the governor calmly, and breaking a profound silence that