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Enjoyment Of His Recovered Freedom Was Heightened By The Thought That
He Had Been Remembered By One Who Had So Much Attracted Him. The Young
Man Succeeded In Reaching His Quarters Without Being Discovered, And
We Now Leave Him, To Accompany Those With Whom He Had Been Associated.
So Well Had Their Measures Been Taken, And With Such Good Fortune
Executed, That They Were Already Deep In The Woods Before The
Settlement Was Aroused By The Alarm Given By The Sentinel.
"They May Make As Much Noise As They Choose, For Their Own Pleasure,"
Said Philip, Laughing, As The Report Of The Culverins, Which Startled
The Colonists From Their Sleep, Were Heard; "But It Is Only A Useless
Pother, And A Vain Rubbing Of Drowsy Eyes. I Should Like To See How
Valiant Captain Endicott Will Look, When He Finds That The Bird Has
Flown."
"In Thy Present Habiliments Of A Savage?" Said The Knight.
"Nay," Answered The Soldier. "I Care Not To Be Seen Naked, And Stained
Up Like An Aberginian. I Was Half Ashamed Of Myself, Especially Before
The Lady, Though There Was Not Much Light."
"It Were Well," Said The Knight, "To Cast Our Slough Before We Chance
To Be Seen By Indians, Notwithstanding They May Be Friendly. We Must
Retire Deep, Too, Into The Forest, For I Mistake Much The Character Of
Winthrop And His Council, If Desperate Means Be Not Adopted To Avenge
The Doings Of This Night."
This Indeed Appeared To Be The Opinion Of All, To Judge From The Haste
With Which They Pushed Steadily On, Resting Not Until They Had Reached
The Wigwam Of The Chief Whereto Spikeman Had Been Taken. Here, The
First Care Of The White Men Was To Wash Off The Paint From Their
Persons, Not Without A Half-Jesting Objection From The Sagamore.
"The Two Friends Of Sassacus," He Said, "Have Indian Hearts; Why
Should They Not Keep Their Indian Skins? Let Them Come With Me, And
They Shall Become Great Sachems Over The Tribes That Listen To The
Voice Of The Little Salt Lake."
Philip, Who Was In High Spirits At The Success Of Their Enterprise,
And Whose Philosophy Enabled Him Always To Enjoy The Present Moment,
Was Ready With An Answer.
"A Tempting Offer," He Said; "And, By The Head Of King Charles, (His
Favorite Oath), Better, I Trow, Than This Hand-To-Mouth Life We Have
Lately Been Leading. Plenty Of Bear's Meat And Venison, And No
Prisons, Sagamore! Verily, Thy Words Are Pleasant."
"The Deer Shall Come To Lick The Hands Of My Brothers, And The Bear
Offer His Steaks, And They Will Be As Free As The Wind On The Tops Of
The Hills. They Shall Also Have Many Squaws, And Young Wives Shall
Smile On Them When The Old Are Wrinkled And Cross."
"Ha! Ha!" Laughed Philip. "I Misdoubt Whether That Would Suit All
Round. But, Sagamore, If I Should Ever Have The Luck To Get A Nice
White Squaw, I Will Ask Her Opinion; And If She Fancies The Plan Of My
Having Half A Dozen Wives, I Will Consider It."
"A Truce To This Trifling," Said Sir Christopher. "It Is All Sport
With Thee, Philip, But Dost Not Remark It Begins To Be Earnest With
The Chief?"
"He Is Quick-Witted Enough To Understand," Answered Joy. "Why, Sir
Christopher, These Salvages Laugh So Seldom, That They Ought To Be
Encouraged When They Begin. I Fear Me That The Long Faces Of The Folk
At The Settlement Are Catching, And That The Poor Indians Are More
Than Half Spoiled Already. Now, According To My Judgment, It Is A
Human Privilege To Laugh. Some Say, To Be Sure, That Dogs And Horses
Laugh, But I Never Heard Anything That Amounted To More Than A
Snicker, And That I Suppose They Caught From Being With People."
"Sassacus," Said The Knight, "This Is No Longer Any Place For Thee.
The White Men Are At This Moment Seeking Me, And Will Soon Be Also On
Thy Track, And Show No Mercy. The Voices Of Thy Tribe Are Shouting Thy
Name Through The Forest, And Calling Thee Home. Here And Now We Part."
"Sassacus Is Troubled," Replied The Sagamore, "About His Little
Sister. How Shall He Answer His Mother, When She Asks After Neebin?"
"Neebin Is In No Danger," Said The Knight; "And Though She Were, Thy
Remaining Could Do No Good. But I Will Stay, And If Artifice Can
Avail--For Force We Have None--Neebin Shall Be Restored To Her
Mother."
"My Brother Speaks Well," Said The Sagmore, Having Thus Secured
Another Guardian For The Sister Whom He Tenderly Loved. "He Shall
Stay, But Sassacus Will Return To The River Of The Pequots, And Will
Speak A Loud Word In The Ears Of His Tribe, And They Shall Fill Their
Quivers With Arrows, And Sharpen Their Tomahawks, And Many Will Come
Back With Him To Ask For Neebin. Sassacus Will Go Alone, And Will
Leave Towanquattick."
"Leave Not The Paniese Behind," Said The Knight. "That Were Only To
Expose Him To Unnecessary Danger."
But The Chief Was Not Be Diverted From His Purpose. To Every Objection
He Replied: "A Great Chief Takes Not Back The Word He Has Spoken. Were
He To Do So, What Would Become Of The Respect Of His People?"
Yet, Notwithstanding The Peremptory Tone Wherewith He Had Announced
His Determination, Very Soft Was The Voice, And Gentle The Manner Of
The Sagamore, As He Addressed His Follower:
"Towanquattick," He Said, "Is My Fiend, And Will Watch Over The
Little Pequot Bird That Has Strayed Into The Trap Of Owanux."
"Towanquattick Will Watch," Was The Answer.
"Stay To Teach The Little Bird To Fly Away, Or Until I Return With My
Warriors. Sassacus Goes Now Like A Brook Just Starting From The
Ground; But He Will Come Back Like A Mighty River When Angry 'Hpoon
Pours Its Swollen Waters Into The Salt Lake. Sassacus Hath Said."
The Words Were Pronounced With A Dignity And Gravity That Impressed
Those Who Heard Them, And Seemed To Communicate Some Of The Daring Of
The Speaker; But The Wiser Knight Saw The Rashness Of Their Import,
And Determined To Convince The Sagamore Of The Impolicy Of The Course
Proposed. Taking Him For That Purpose On One Side, That The Chief
Might Speak Uninfluenced By The Presence Of His Follower, He
Represented To Him The Superior Strength Of The English, And The
Impossibility Of Prevailing In Any Contest Until A Complete Union Was
Established Among The Tribes.
"Behold!" He Said: "These Strangers Are As One Man, And Across The
Salt Lake Come In Ships From Time To Time Fresh Forces. They Are Clad
In Armor Thy Arrows' Cannot Pierce, And Wield The Thunder And The
Lightning. What Have The Pequots To Oppose, But Naked Bodies And
Uncertain Arrows?"
"Owanux Are Few, And The Indians Many," Replied The Sagamore.
"Sassacus Will Bury The Tomahawk With The Narraghansetts, And Exchange
Wampompeag With The Taranteens, And They Unite Against The Strangers.
The Eyes Of Sassacus Are Opened. There Can Be No Peace With Owanux."
"Good!" Answered The Knight, Whose Apprehensions, Lest Plans Which He
Cherished Might Be Defeated By The Precipitancy Of The Chief, Were
Quieted By The Answer, Knowing That The Pacification Of The Tribes
Among Themselves Was No Easy Matter, And Would Require Time. "Good!
The Eyes Of The Sagamore Are Sharp. He Is Wise When He Says That He
Will Do Nothing Until He Has Made Friends With The Narraghansetts And
The Taranteens. Farewell, Then, And Be That The Compact Between Us."
The Chief Now Turned Away, And, Calling Towanquattick, The Two Began
To Dig A Hole In The Ground With Pointed Sticks. The White Men, Looked
On In Silence, Rightly Judging It To Be Some Ceremony, And Waiting For
Its Explanation. After A Cavity Of A Foot In Depth, And About The Same
Diameter Was Dug, The Indians Ceased Their Labor, And The Chief
Answered The Wondering Eyes Of His Friends.
"This Hole," He Said, "Shall Tell All Indians Who See It Of The
Captivity Of Sassacus, And Of The White Men, His Deliverers."
"I Never Heard Before Of A Hole Talking," Said Joy.
"It Will Talk," Said The Chief. "When Sassacus Passes By With His
Paniese He Will Tell Them That Here Was A Great Parting, And
Towanquattick Will Do So Also, And They Shall Tell It It To Their
Children, And So The Tale Shall Run, As The Waters Of A Spring Follow
One Another Until They Become A Lake. So The Hole Shall Speak, Long
After I Have Departed With My Friends For The Happy Hunting Grounds.
Hole!" He Added, Addressing It As If It Were Capable Of Understanding
What He Said, "Sassacus Is Sad Because He Leaves Neebin Behind, But
Say Thou Not That. Say To All Who Behold Thee, That Soog-U-Gest And
Sassacus Were Friends; Say That When Owanux Put Sassacus Into A Box,
Soog-U-Gest And Two Other White Men, And Towanquattick, Let Him Out;
Say That Soog-U-Gest And The Other White Men, And Towanquattick,
Remain To Watch That No Harm Shall Happen To Neebin, Whom Owanux Have
Made A Prisoner; And Say That Sassacus Has Gone After His Warriors.
This Is Enough For Thee, O Hole, To Remember. Forget Not Lest Thou Be
Ashamed."
While The Pequot Chief Was Speaking, The Paniese Paid The Strictest
Attention, Evidently Striving To Fasten The Speech In His Memory. It
Was A Custom Common Among The Natives, Though Witnessed By The Knight
And Joy For The First Time, Whereby, On The Same Principle That More
Civilized Communities Erect Monuments To Perpetuate The Memory Of
Events, The Indians Transmitted To Posterity Matters Of Interest. The
Hole Was Usually Dug Either By The Side Of Some Traveled Path Or On
The Spot Where The Event Desired To Be Commemorated Took Place. They
Who Passed By Naturally Inquired Into Its Meaning, And The Facts,
Known To Few At First, Became Of Public Notoriety.
hen The Ceremony Was Completed, The Sagamore Of The Pequots, As If
Unwilling By Further Words To Confuse The Record, Turned Away In
Silence, And Took His Solitary Way Through The Forest, To Seek The
Seat Of His Tribe.
Chapter XXXII ( Deserted At His Utmost Need By Those His Former Bounty Fed, On The Bare Earth, Exposed, He Lies.)
Dryden.
The Colonists Were Exasperated At The Breaking Of The Prison, Justly
Concluding That It Was Not Entirely The Work Of Indians,
Notwithstanding Bars, Faithful To The Impression Made On Him By The
Gold Pieces, Stoutly Maintained Such To Be The Fact; And That Cowlson
Was Unable To Contradict Him. But It Was, After All, Only Suspicion--A
Suspicion, Too, That Pointed At Various Persons. While Some, With A
Lucky Sagacity, Ascribed The Violence Done Their Authority To The
Knight, As A Leader; There Were Those Who Suspected Others, Of Whom
They Would Gladly Be Rid. For, However Desirous The Great Bulk Of The
Colonists Were That Only They Of Their Own Moral Habits And Modes Of
Thinking Should Be Connected With Their Enterprise, It Was Impossible
Completely To Exclude The Obnoxious. Some Would Creep In, And The
Colony Resembled A Draught Of Fishes From The Rivers In The Spring,
When The Schools Are Running; Wherein, Although The Great Majority Are
Shad Or Salmon, Occasional Intruders Of Other Scales And Stripes Are
Found. This Little Minority Were Watched With Argus Eyes--Every
Transgression Being Visited With Exemplary Punishment--The Hand Of
Justice Being Made Heavier By Two Considerations, Viz: Difference Of
Opinion, And A Desire To Drive Away Recusants, Who Were Regarded As
Vessels Doomed To Destruction, And Whose Presence Was Held To Be
Dangerous. That Was No Era Of Toleration, But Of Fierce, Intractable
Dogma. The Breach Betwixt Protestants Then Was Almost, If Not Quite,
As Wide As Between Protestants And Catholics Now. Opinion, Bold,
Enthusiastic Opinion, Calling Itself By The Gracious Name Of Saving
Faith, Usurped The Place And Prerogative Of Reason; And, As From A
Papal Chair, Denounced, As Damnable Error, Whatever Harmonized Not
With Itself. In This Strife Of Ignorances, The Amenities And Charities
Of Life Were Lost Sight Of And Forgotten; And, If Not Quite Trampled
Out Of Existence, It Was Owing More To That Celestial Spark Which,
With A Dimmer Or A Brighter Light, Guides
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