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"That Were Indeed A Deadly Unkindness To The Poor Fawn," Said Sir
Richard, "Seeing It Would Be Imperiling Her Eternal Salvation."
"Better," Said Endicott, "That She Should Continue In A Darkness
Penetrated Only By The Dim Light Of Nature Than Be Made A Victim Of
Roman Superstition."
"If Any One Of Ye, Gentlemen, Will Take Her In Charge," Said Winthrop,
"Gladly Will I Resign The Child Into Your Hands; But If Not, Then
Will I Receive Her Into Mine Own Household, Where, By God's Grace, The
Tares Which The Enemy Hath Sown May Be Eradicated."
No One Manifesting A Desire To Accept The Offer Of Winthrop, He
Ordered The Child To Be Removed To His Own House.
As The Little Girl On Her Way Out Of The Apartment Passed Nigh The
Chief, She Stopped, And With Childish Impatience Strove To Take The
Manacles From His Arms. A Sad Smile Crossed The Face Of Sassacus At
Her Vain Attempt, And He Said:
"They Are The Presents Of Owanux. Neebin Will Not Forget."
"Allow No Farther Speech Between Them," Cried Winthrop, As The
Sagamore Commenced Saying Something More. "Part Them, And Take Her
Instantly Away."
"Waqua, Or Sassacus, Or Whatever Be Thy Name," Said Winthrop,
"Wherefore, Being At Peace With My People, Have You Slain Two Of My
Men."
The Chief Looked Steadily At The Questioner, But Returned No Answer.
"We Know," Said The Governor, "That Thou Hast Sufficient Knowledge Of
Our Tongue To Make Thyself Intelligible, For Thou Hast Conversed With
Me. Speak, Lest For Thy Refusal It Should Go The Harder With Thee."
Thus Addressed, Sassacus Surveyed With An Indignant Look His Chains,
And Then Stretching Out One Of His Arms As Far As His Bonds Permitted,
Spoke In A Bold Tone Several Sentences In His Own Language In Reply.
"The Spirit Of The Old Proverb," Said An Assistant, "That One May Lead
A Horse To Water, Nathless It Will Be Impossible To Compel Him To
Drink, Applies, It Seems, As Well To Indians As To Horses."
"Why Sit Here To Be Scorned By This Unbreeched Heathen?" Cried Dudley.
"Away With Him! He Was Taken In The Very Act, And Can Render No Excuse
For This Devilish Malignity."
Under Favor," Said Sir Richard, "That Were But A Hasty Conclusion. It
Is Only Christian Mercy To Labor With Him A Little More."
"It May Be," Said Winthrop, "That On An Occasion So Momentous, He
Distrusts His Ability Worthily To Defend Himself In A Speech Wherewith
He Is Imperfectly Acquainted. He Must Not Be Condemned Unheard. The
Flashes Of Nobility I Have Discovered In Him Did Once Prepossess Me
Greatly In His Favor, And, Therefore, If For Nought Else, Would I Be
Indulgent. But, Besides, He Is A Man Whose Blood Is Not To Be Spilled
Like A Wild Animal's."
Be It So," Said Dudley, "If Ye Can Make Him Speak, I Will Promise To
Listen."
"Samoset Is In The Settlement, And May Be Instantly Forthcoming,"
Suggested Master Nowell.
"Let Him Then Be Called," Said Winthrop.
But A Short Time Elapsed Before The Messenger Returned With The
Indian, Samoset, Who, In Consequence Of His Superior Acquaintance With
The English Language, Had Often Acted As Interpreter Between His
Countrymen And The White Strangers. This Knowledge He Had Acquired
From His Intercourse With The English Fishermen, Before The Wanderers
Who Erected Their Tabernacle At Shawmut Arrived In The Country. He Was
A Quick, Apprehensive Fellow, Who, On Account Of The Services He Had
Rendered The Colonists, Stood High In Their Favor, And Was Treated
With Considerable Confidence. No Sign Of Recognition Passed Betwixt
Him And Sassacus On His Entrance, But They Regarded One Another As
Strangers.
"We Have Called Thee, Samoset," Said Winthrop, "To Interpret Between
Us And This Prisoner. Ask Him If He Acknowledges Himself To Be The
Famous Chief Of The Pequots."
"Tell Him," Replied Sassacus, "That I Am That Eagle At Whose Scream
The Narraghansetts Hide Themselves Like Little Birds In The Bushes."
"A Bold Answer," Said Winthrop. "Ask Him Now, Wherefore He Hath Been
Lurking In The Woods In The Vicinity Of Our Lodges."
"The Feet Of Sassacus," Answered The Chief, "Tread Upon The Forest
Leaves At His Pleasure. His Ancestors Never Inquired Of The Taranteens
Nor Of The Narraghansetts Where They Should Hunt, And He Will Not Ask
Permission Of The Strangers With Beards."
"Frank And Defiant," Muttered Endicott. "Come, I Like This."
"The Forests Are Very Wide," Said Winthrop, "And The Game Is Not So
Abundant In Our Immediate Neighborhood. There Must Be Some More
Particular Reason For Thy Conduct."
"Listen, O, White Chief!" Returned The Indian. "The Path Whereon The
Tongue Of Sassacus Travels Is A Straight Path. A Great Chief Disdains
To Tell A Lie. Know Then, That, For A Long, Long Time--Our Oldest Men
Cannot Recollect So Far Back, For They Heard The Legend From Their
Grandfathers, And They Again From Theirs--It Hath Been Told Among Us,
That A Race With A Skin Like The Snow Should Come To Our Land, With
Strange Manners, And Speaking A Strange Language; And When I Heard Of
Owanux, I Came To See Whether They Were The Men, For It Becomes A
Chief To Watch For His People."
"And What Said The Tradition," Asked Winthrop, "Should Be The Fate Of
The Two Races?"
"Tell Him Not, O, Samoset! My Friend, Who Hast Eaten With Me From The
Same Pot--That The Legend, Sadder Than The Wail Of Warriors From An
Unsuccessful Expedition Over The Dead; Than The Sobs Of The Wintry
Wind Around The Grave Of My First-Born--That, Like The Cloud In The
Full Moon, We Were To Waste Away, And The Intruders To Occupy Our
Hunting Grounds."
"He Says," Said Samoset, Interpreting To Suit The Chief, "That The
Indians Were To Drive The Strangers, As The Wind Whirls The Leaves
Into Little Heaps."
"There Will Be Two Words To That Bargain," Said Dudley. "I Trow It
Will Take More Than One Powah To Make Me Believe Such A Story."
"It Is The Inspiration Of The Devil, Who Is Ever The Father Of Lies,"
Observed Endicott. "Go To, With Nonsense Like This, But I Do Admire
The Brave Bearing Of The Savage."
"Yet Is It An Unfortunate Belief To Prevail Among The Natives," Said
Master Bradstreet. "If Extensively Entertained, It May Be Fraught With
Great Peril."
"A Cunning Invention Of The Powahs, No Doubt, To Sustain The Fainting
Courage Of Their Deluded Followers," Said Sir Richard.
"Give Me Three Hundred Stout And Well-Armed Fellows, Trusting In The
Lord, And Careful To Keep Their Powder Dry And Bullets Ready, And I
Will So Take The Conceit Out Of Their Red-Skins, From The Kennebec To
The Mouth Of The Connecticut, That They Will Never Tell This Story
Again," Said Endicott.
"Ask Him," Proceeded Winthrop, "If This Sir Christopher Gardiner Is
His Friend."
"Soog-U-Gest Is My Brother," Answered The Sagamore.
"Does He Know The Occasions Of Soog-U-Gest's Frequent Absences From
Home?"
"He Hunted Sometimes With Sassacus," Was The Answer.
"And What Knows He Of The Woman?"
"She Is The Sister Of Soog-U-Gest."
"Is She Not His Wife?" Demanded Dudley.
But Sassacus, Merely Shaking His Head, Made No Reply.
"The Proud Savage Disdains To Answer Your Question, Master Dudley,"
Observed Endicott, With A Smile.
"Nay," Answered Dudley. "It Is Because He Cannot Deny It."
We Will See," Said Winthrop; And He Put The Question.
It Was As Endicott (Better Acquainted From His Longer Residence In The
Country Than The Others With The Feelings Of The Natives) Had
Suggested, For Now Sassacus Spoke Without Hesitation.
"Soog-U-Gest Is The Woman's Brother. His Wigwam Is Large. The Woman
And Neebin, The Little Sister Of Sassacus, Live In One Part, And
Soog-U-Gest And His Men In The Other."
An Expression Of Great Astonishment Was Visible In The Faces Of The
Members Of The Council, As Sassacus Avowed His Relationship To The
Little Girl, But Nothing Was Said. The Thoughtful Countenance Of
Winthrop Became Still More Grave, And A Moment Or Two Passed Before He
Asked The Next Question.
"Why Did Sassacus Give Away His Own Sister?"
"He Gave Her Not Away. She Was To Remain To Learn The Wisdom Of The
White Man, As The Little Bird Stays In The Nest Until It Is Strong
Enough To Fly."
Another Pause Ensued, For The Reply Of The Sagamore Had Furnished
Pregnant Matter For Thought, Until The Silence Was Broken By The Voice
Of Winthrop.
"Why Did Sassacus Attack My People, And Kill Two Of My Men?"
"A Superfluous Question, After What We Have Heard," Said Sir Richard
Saltonstall.
"Nevertheless, It Is Involved In The Purpose For Which The Indian Was
Brought Before Us, And He Shall Have The Benefit Of A Reply, Sir
Richard," Answered The Governor.
"Is It An Earnest Question The White Chief Asks," Demanded The Pequot
Chief. "Why Does The Bear Attack The Hunter Who Has Robbed Her Of Her
Cubs? Shall Sassacus Love Neebin Less Than A Bear Its Cub? Owanux
Burned The Lodge Of My Friend. They Seized His Sister And Neebin, And
Carried Them Away, And Their Chief Asks Why Sassacus Fought For His
Friends, And For The Daughter Of Many Sachems! What White Man Ever
Before Was Hurt By Sassacus? Who Ever Came To His Lodge, And He Set
Not A Meal Before Him? Who Ever Was Tired, And Sassacus Gave Him Not A
Skin Whereon To Lay His Limbs? When The White Chief Burns Our Lodges,
And Carries Away Captive Our Women And Children In The Dark, Must
Sassacus Run With A Bowl Of Succotash To Refresh Him, After His Great
Victory?"
"A Shrewd Retort Withal, And, According To The Law Of Nature, And Of
The Woods, An All-Sufficient Justification," Said Sir Richard
Saltonstall, Who Had Been Opposed To The Plan To Capture The Knight
From The Beginning.
"And Yet None Other Than I Expected," Said Winthrop, Whose Generous
Design In Allowing The Chief To Exculpate Himself In His Own Way Was
Only Now Understood. "Gentlemen," He Added, Desirous To Take Advantage
Of The Favorable Impression Produced By The Sagamore's Reply, "What
Remains But To Remand Our Prisoner, Unless It Be Your Intention To
Discharge Him In Consideration Of The Provocation, And That He Can
Hardly Be Said To Be As Fully Amenable To Our Laws As They Who
Understand What These Laws Are."
"I Desire To Express My Hearty Astonishment," Exclaimed Deputy Dudley,
"At The Extraordinary Proposition Of The Governor. The Consequences
Which Lie Hid Therein Are Horrible. Are Our Friends, Engaged In The
Execution Of Our Orders, To Be Slaughtered With Impunity, And Thus
Others To Be Encouraged To Like Atrocities?"
"Blood For Blood," Thundered Endicott. "If That Of Abel Fell Not To
The Ground Unavenged, Though The Slayer Knew No Law, Save That Written
In His Heart, To Forbid The Deed, So Now May Not This Savage Escape.
Besides, The Example Were Impolitic, As Hath Been Already Set Forth."
imilar Opinions Were Uttered By Almost All Of The Assistants, Being
None Other Than Anticipated By The Wily Governor, Who Meant Not What
He Said, But Desired To Mitigate The Severer Counsels Of His
Associates.
During These Remarks, A Conversation In A Low Tone Had Been Passing
Betwixt The Sagamore And Samoset.
"Has The Heart Of Samoset Turned White?" Asked The Pequot.
"Samoset Is An Indian," Replied The Interpreter, "And His Heart Is
Red."
"Has He Forgotten The Time When, With Sassacus And His Paniese, He
Drank Of The Shetucket, Where It Bounds Into The River Of The Pequots,
When He Was Thirsty With Driving The Narraghansetts Over The Hills,
Like Leaves Chased By The Wind?"
"Samoset Has Not Forgotten."
"Does He Powah With Owanux, Or Is He True To The Faith Of His
Fathers?"
"The Feet Of Samoset Will Chase The Deer And The Bear Over The Happy
Hunting Grounds, Whither His Fathers Have Gone. He Would Not Know What
To Do In The Heaven Of Owanux."
"Then Is Not Samoset My Brother, And Lies He Not Close To The Heart Of
Sassacus, As A Pappoose Nestles Up To Its Mother?"
"Samoset Will Do The Bidding Of The Great Sagamore," Said The
Interpreter, Anticipating What Was To Follow.
"Go Then, My Friend, My Brother, Terror Of The Narraghansetts, Praise
Of The Valiant Pequots, And Find Soog-U-Gest. Tell Him That The Blood
Of Sassacus Is Running Away, Like Water From An Overturned Vessel, And
That Soon All Will Be Spilled, Unless He Comes To Set Up The Vessel.
Tell Him To Come Quickly, And Deliver The Great Sagamore Of The
Pequots, And His Sister, And The Young Man With Eyes Like The Sky."
"The Feet Of The Blue Eyes Are Free," Said Samoset. "I Saw Him Only A
Little While Ago."
"Good!" Said The Chief. "Then Seek First My Young Friend, For He Loves
Sassacus, And Tell Him, And Do What He Says. But If They Cannot Help,
Fly, Like The Swallow Over The Hills And Streams, To The Hunting
Grounds Of My Tribe, And Say To My People That Their Sachem Is A Wolf
In A Trap, And Neebin A Slave To Owanux."
"What Says He?" Inquired Endicott, Whose Attention Had Been Attracted
By The Longer Speech, And Somewhat Raised Tone Of The Sagamore's
Voice.
He Says," Answered Samoset,
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