through forty foes his path he made,
and safely reached the forest-glade.—scott.
after parting from hans vanderbum, the huron sped noiselessly through the woods, taking a direction that would lead him to a point on the river fully three hundred yards below where he had signaled the german. the stream making a bend there, he would thus escape the observation of the shawnees along the bank, at the point where the fisherman had been engaged in his labors.
so silent, yet rapid, was the motion of oonomoo, that his figure flitted through the rifts in the wood like a shadow. his head projected slightly forward, in the attitude of acute attention, and his black, restless eyes constantly flitted from one point to the other, scarcely resting for a second upon any single object. in his left hand he trailed his long rifle, while his right rested upon the buckhorn handle of the knife in his belt.
he had progressed a considerable distance thus, when the huron's gait decreased very rapidly. he was now in the vicinity of the river, where he had left his canoe drawn up on the bank. it was necessary to reconnoiter thoroughly before venturing to approach it. accordingly, he halted. the movement of the panther in approaching his foe was not more stealthy and cautious than was his.
at length, reaching the shelter of a tree, and cautiously peering around, the huron caught sight of the stern of his canoe. one glance and his dark eyes flashed fire! the shawnees had been there!
what sign caught the notice of oonomoo? what kindled the fire in his dark eye? what caused one hand to close over his knife, and the other to grasp his rifle? it was a sign of his enemy. too well the sagacious huron knew that the shawnee was lying in wait for him.
the canoe, which oonomoo left behind him, during his interview with hans vanderbum, lay precisely as it was first deposited. not a surrounding limb, shrub or leaf had, so far as he could see, been disturbed since he left the spot. and yet the evidence which presented itself to the eyes of the indian was as palpable and unmistakable as would have been the appearance of enemies themselves.
oonomoo had carefully drawn his bark canoe up the river-bank and concealed it as well as the circumstances would admit. he had then deposited his long indian paddle in it, leaving the blade projecting over the stern. the paddle was now several inches further to one side than it had been left by him!
this was the entire evidence. it was abundantly sufficient to satisfy the huron. he did not doubt for an instant. his only uncertainty was in regard to the precise location of his foes. a few minutes' observation satisfied him that they were not between the canoe and the river. his course of action was accordingly determined. it would have been the easiest matter in the world for him to have escaped by swimming the river; but as an opportunity for a contest of skill with his enemies was offered, he was too proud not to embrace it at once. retreating several rods, he continued his way upstream in his usual cautious manner, until he had gone perhaps a furlong above his canoe, when he approached and entered the stream.
the miami, at this point, was so heavily wooded, that it was impossible to pass close under its shore without entering the water. once within this and in a stooping position, a person would be invisible to any one on the same bank, although he could be plainly seen from the opposite shore. oonomoo now commenced his descent of the river with the intention of recovering his canoe. this was necessarily a tedious and prolonged operation, as a single misstep, a slip or splash of the water might betray him to his enemies. but, he was equal to the task, and never hesitated for a moment except to listen for some sign of his enemies.
the shawnees, by the merest accident, had discovered the huron's canoe and examined it. satisfied that it belonged to none of their tribe, and most probably had been left there by some hostile scout, they carefully allowed it to remain as they had found it, and endeavored to restore everything around to its natural position, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the owner upon his return. this done, they withdrew and awaited with loaded rifles for his reappearance. we have shown how a most trifling error in regard to the paddle placed the huron on his guard.
it was perhaps a half-hour after oonomoo had commenced his descent of the river, that the canoe, without any perceptible jar, slid an inch or two down the bank. so quietly and cautiously was this effected, that, had the shawnees been looking directly at it, their suspicion would not have been aroused.
some ten or fifteen minutes later, the boat moved about the same distance further. the expectant shawnees, clutching their rifles, were listening anxiously for some sound that might indicate the approach of their foe, and paid little heed to the canoe itself. ever and anon, it retreated an inch or two down the bank in the same mysterious manner—going short distances and so very slowly that no one but a thoroughly suspicious indian would have believed there was any human agency connected with it.
the canoe was fully an hour and a half in moving a single foot, during which time the huron managed, by the most consummate skill, to sustain it in such a manner that the shrubbery and undergrowth around appeared to occupy relatively the same position that they did before it had been disturbed. the river shore was only some twenty or thirty feet distant, and from where oonomoo lay, the way was almost entirely clear to it, so that when he chose to make any sudden dash or movement, no hindering cause could possibly offer itself.
one of the shawnees chanced to glance at the canoe. at the same instant, his keen eye detected its changed position, imperceptible almost as it was. with a guttural exclamation he arose and moved toward it, followed by his two companions. they had taken scarcely a step, when they saw the boat slide swiftly forward several feet, and then suddenly rising to the perpendicular position, whisk off through the bush at a still more rapid rate. two twinkling moccasins, that looked as if they were its support, as they doubled over each other, fully explained to the shawnees the cause of this singular scene.
with a loud yell, the three dashed forward, while the huron ran at the top of his speed over the slight distance that lay between him and the river. reaching the shore, he changed the canoe from his rear to his front, and holding it like a shield above and before him. with one foot in the edge of the water, he concentrated all his strength for the effort and leaped far out in the stream—the canoe falling with a loud splash perfectly flat upon the surface. the impetus thus given caused it to shoot like an arrow for a long distance, when the huron, inclining his body to the left, careened it so much, that his own person was concealed from any who might be upon the shore, while, by reaching his hand over into the current, he was enabled to use it as a paddle, and continue his onward motion.
oonomoo was fully aware that the delicate structure of the canoe was no obstruction at all against a rifle-shot. accordingly, while descending the river, he had taken precaution to insure his safety, in case of such an occurrence as had now transpired. a large, rotten limb, hardly the length of his own body, was carried with him. at the moment of lifting the canoe from the ground, the limb was placed within it, and thus was carried back to the edge of the river. lying flat upon his face, this limb was about the thickness of the huron's waist, and by skillfully balancing the boat, it was interposed directly between him and his foes. the only parts of his person which possibly could be struck were his feet and the arm stretched over the side of the canoe. the former necessarily being in the stern, it was hardly probable that they would be wounded. there was such risk of the arm that oonomoo drew it within the boat for a few moments. he had scarcely done so, when the reports of two rifles, and the peculiar zip of the bullets as they cut through the side of the canoe and buried themselves in the rotten wood, proved how wise was the precaution he had taken.
quick as thought, the hand of the huron was in the water again, where, as he vigorously used it, it flashed like some fish at play. the shawnees, who plainly discerned the two holes their bullets had made, could scarcely believe their daring foe had escaped injury. but they were forced to believe he was still living from the fact that the canoe steadily progressed across and was not carried down-stream by the current. the whoop of the shawnees had been heard by their comrades further down the bank. as the canoe reached the middle of the river, they caught a sight of it, and readily conjectured the true state of the case. in a twinkling, two of their own were launched in pursuit. discovering this, oonomoo arose to the upright position, and dipping his paddle deep in the water, sent his boat forward with astonishing swiftness. as it lightly touched the bank, he leaped ashore and pulled it up after him. then uttering a defiant yell, he turned, and to show the scorn in which he held the shawnees, walked slowly and deliberately into the forest. once fairly beyond their sight, however, his pace quickened, and when the sun sunk low in the western horizon, he was many a mile from the miami.
