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〃Twenty； at least； it seems to me by the sounds。〃 〃I s'pose the best thing for us to do is to shoot at the first head we see。〃
〃Yes； but we mustn't all fire at the same man。〃
It was suggested that Henry call off the turns of the marksmen； and he agreed to do so。 Shif'less Sol was to fire first。 The sounds now ceased。 The Iroquois evidently had some feeling or instinct that they were approaching an enemy who was to be feared； not weak and unarmed women and children。
The five were absolutely motionless； finger on trigger。 The American wilderness had heroes without number。 It was Horatius Cocles five times over； ready to defend the bridge with life。 Over the marsh rose the weird cry of an owl； and some water birds called in lonely fashion。
Henry judged that the fugitives were now three quarters of a mile away； out of the sound of rifle shot。 He had urged Carpenter to marshal them on as far as be could。 But the silence endured yet a while longer。 In the dull gray light of the somber day and the waning afternoon the marsh was increasingly dreary and mournful。 It seemed that it must always be the abode of dead or dying things。
The wet grass； forty yards away； moved a little； and between the boughs appeared the segment of a hideous dark face； the painted brow； the savage black eyes； and the hooked nose of the Mohawk。 Only Henry saw it； but with fierce joy…the tortures at Wyoming leaped up before him…he fired at the painted brow。 The Mohawk uttered his death cry and fell back with a splash into the mud and water of the swamp。 A half dozen bullets were instantly fired at the base of the smoke that came from Henry's rifle； but the youth and his comrades lay close and were unharmed。 Shif'less Sol and Tom were quick enough to catch glimpses of brown forms； at which they fired； and the cries coming back told that they had hit。
〃That's something；〃 said Henry。 〃One or two Iroquois at least will not wear the scalp of white woman or child at their belts。〃
〃Wish they'd try to rush us；〃 said Shif'less Sol。 〃I never felt so full of fight in my life before。〃
〃They may try it；〃 said Henry。 〃I understand that at the big battle of the Oriskany； farther up in the North； the Iroquois would wait until a white man behind a tree would fire； then they would rush up and tomahawk him before he could reload。〃
〃They don't know how fast we kin reload；〃 said Long Jim； 〃an' they don't know that we've got these double…barreled pistols； either。〃
〃No； they don't；〃 said Henry； 〃and it's a great thing for us to have them。 Suppose we spread out a little。 So long as we keep them from getting a lodging on the solid earth we hold them at a great disadvantage。〃
Henry and Paul moved off a little toward the right； and the others toward the left。 They still had good cover； as fallen timber was scattered all over the oasis； and they were quite sure that another attack would be made soon。 It came in about fifteen minutes。 The Iroquois suddenly fired a volley at the logs and brush； and when the five returned the fire； but with more deadly effect； they leaped forward in the mud and attempted to rush the oasis； tomahawk in hand。
But the five reloaded so quickly that they were able to send in a second volley before the foremost of the Iroquois could touch foot on solid earth。 Then the double barreled pistols came into play。 The bullets sent from short range drove back the savages； who were amazed at such a deadly and continued fire。 Henry caught sight of a white face among these assailants； and he knew it to be that of Braxton Wyatt。 Singularly enough he was not amazed to see it there。 Wyatt； sinking deeper and deeper into savagery and cruelty； was just the one to lead the Iroquois in such a pursuit。 He was a fit match for Walter Butler； the infamous son of the Indian leader； who was soon to prove himself worse than the worst of the savages； as Thayendanegea himself has written。
Henry drew a bead once on Braxton Wyatt…he had no scruples now about shooting him…but just as he was about to pull the trigger Wyatt darted behind a bush； and a Seneca instead received the bullet。 He also saw the renegade； Blackstaffe； but he was not able to secure a shot at him； either。 Nevertheless； the Iroquois attack was beaten back。 It was a foregone conclusion that the result would be so； unless the force was in great numbers。 It is likely； also； that the Iroquois at first had thought only a single man was with the fugitives； not knowing that the five had joined them later。
Two of the Iroquois were slain at the very edge of the solid ground； but their bodies fell back in the slime； and the others； retreating fast for their lives； could not carry them off。 Paul； with a kind of fascinated horror； watched the dead painted bodies sink deeper。 Then one was entirely gone。 The hand of the other alone was left； and then it； too； was gone。 But the five had held the island； and Carpenter was leading the fugitives on toward Fort Penn。 They had not only held it； but they believed that they could continue to hold it against anything； and their hearts became exultant。 Something； too； to balance against the long score； lay out there in the swamp； and all the five； bitter over Wyoming； were sorry that Braxton Wyatt was not among them。
The stillness came again。 The sun did not break through the heavy gray sky； and the somber shadows brooded over 〃The Shades of Death。〃 They heard again the splash of water animals； and a swimming snake passed on the murky surface。 Then they heard the wolf's long cry； and the long cry of wolf replying。
〃More Iroquois coming；〃 said Shif'less Sol。〃 Well； we gave them a pretty warm how d'ye do； an' with our rifles and double…barreled pistols I'm thinkin' that we kin do it ag'in。〃
〃We can； except in one case；〃 said Henry； 〃 if the new party brings their numbers up to fifty or sixty； and they wait for night； they can surround us in the darkness。 Perhaps it would be better for us to slip away when twilight comes。 Carpenter and the train have a long lead now。〃
〃Yes；〃 said Shif'less Sol；〃 Now； what in tarnation is that？〃
〃A white flag；〃 said Paul。 A piece of cloth that had once been white had been hoisted on the barrel of a rifle at a point about sixty yards away。
〃They want a talk with us；〃 said Henry。
〃If it's Braxton Wyatt；〃 said Long Jim； 〃I'd like to take a shot at him； talk or no talk； an' ef I missed； then take another。〃
〃We'll see what they have to say；〃 said Henry； and he called aloud： 〃What do you want with us？〃
〃To talk with you；〃 replied a clear； full voice； not that of Braxton Wyatt。
〃Very well；〃 replied Henry； 〃show yourself and we will not fire upon you。〃
A tall figure was upraised upon a grassy hummock； and the hands were held aloft in sign of peace。 It was a splendid figure； at least six feet four inches in height。 At that moment some rays of the setting sun broke through the gray clouds and shone full upon it； lighting up the defiant scalp lock interwoven with the brilliant red feather； the eagle face with the curved Roman beak； and the mighty shoulders and chest of red bronze。 It was a genuine king of the wilderness； none other than the mighty Timmendiquas himself； the great White Lightning of the Wyandots。
〃Ware；〃 he said； 〃I would speak with you。 Let us talk as one chief to another。〃
The five were amazed。 Timmendiquas there！ They were quite sure that he had come up with the second force； and he was certain to prove a far more formidable leader than either Braxton Wyatt or Moses Blackstaffe。 But his demand to speak with Henry Ware might mean something。
〃Are you going to answer him？〃 said Shif'less Sol。
〃Of course；〃 replied Henry。
〃The others； especially Wyatt and Blackstaffe； might shoot。〃
〃Not while Timmendiquas holds the flag of truce； they would not dare。〃
Henry stood up； raising himself to his full height。 The same ruddy sunlight piercing the somber gray of the clouds fell upon another splendid figure； a boy only in years； but far beyond the average height of man； his hair yellow； his eyes a deep； clear blue； his body clothed in buckskin； and his whole attitude that of one without fear。 The two； the white and the red； kings of th