Two days later the lads reached the Delaware village. Their sudden
appearance caused a great commotion. “Running Fox has come! Running Fox
has come!” cried the Delawares. The news brought a great crowd to the
edge of the water. The enthusiasm was intense. Many of the younger
warriors waded out, and dragged the canoe to the shore. Then Running Fox
held up the sacred medicine-trophy, and the people went into ecstasies
of joy. “See, Running Fox has brought the scalp of Gokhos, the
mysterious white Medicine Owl,” they cried, excitedly.
As soon as the exhausted young warriors stepped from the canoe they were
surrounded by a great throng of friends who instantly began to ply them
with questions. Running Fox left Spotted Deer to struggle with them,
while he hurried away to find his father.
Black Panther showed little surprise as his son entered the lodge, and
offered him the famous trophy for which he had risked his life. However,
the lad’s mother flung herself upon him, and wept for joy. When he had
tenderly freed himself from her arms, Running Fox turned toward the
stern Delaware war-chief. The latter showed his pride and his joy in his
eyes, and the young warrior was satisfied.
“My son, you have come back,” said Black Panther. “It is good. I see
that you have brought the scalp of Gokhos, the Medicine Owl. Where did
you find it!”
“I found it in the sacred Medicine Bundle, which hangs in the Medicine
Lodge of our enemies, the Mohawks. I believe it is the thing that gave
Standing Wolf his power over us. Yes, I saw him talking to the Medicine
Spirits with this thing in his hands.”
“Well, my son, you have done a great thing,” declared Black Panther,
striving hard to conceal his emotion. “You are only a boy, but you have
done more than the bravest warrior. But you must not think about that.
No, you must find out how to get those mysterious powers, so that you
can help your people, and become a great chief. Take this thing to Sky
Dog, and ask him what to do.”
“Yes, I will go, but first I must warn you that a great war-party of
Mohawks are coming to fight us,” said Running Fox.
“How do you know that?” Black Panther asked, sharply.
“The scouts followed us a long ways down the river, and the Mohawks are
very mad. I believe Standing Wolf will bring a great war-party here to
try to get back this mysterious Medicine Thing.”
The warning seemed to make a strong impression upon Black Panther. He
immediately summoned a picked company of scouts, and sent them away to
watch for the Mohawks. Then he called a council of the principal
war-leaders to form plans for defending the village. It was evident that
the possibility of Standing Wolf leading his great war-party against the
camp filled even Black Panther with considerable uneasiness.
In the meantime Running Fox had hastened to the lodge of old Sky Dog. As
usual the aged medicine-man showed little interest as the visitor
entered the lodge. A moment afterward, however, when he learned who it
was he began to grow excited.
“Hi, I see that you have lived to come back,” he said. “That is because
I helped you. I have done some wonderful things, but this is the
greatest. Well, tell me what has happened to you.”
When Running Fox showed him the medicine-trophy, and related his
experiences since he left the camp, Sky Dog looked at him in
astonishment. It was apparent that he found difficulty in believing the
story. He gazed searchingly into the eyes of the lad, and examined the
medicine-trophy many times before he committed himself. Then he seemed
satisfied that the exploit was genuine.
“My son, I have listened to your words,” he said, soberly. “At first I
did not believe them. But now I know that you have told the truth. Yes,
I see that you have done the greatest thing I ever knew about, But you
must not feel too big about it. You must prepare yourself to become a
great leader. Take this sacred Medicine Thing, and keep it about you
whenever you are about to do anything big. It will give you great power.
But you must not give it to any one else. If you do that, something bad
will surely happen to you. Now I will tell you something. Standing Wolf
and his people will come here to get that great Medicine Thing. Yes,
they will come here before two suns pass. There will be a great battle.
Many people will be killed. Perhaps the Medicine Thing will help you.
Perhaps it will still help Standing Wolf. If it helps him, then you must
get rid of it. Sometimes these things turn out that way. There is only
one way to find out about it. You must carry it into the thick of the
fight. If it gives you power you will do great things. If it turns
against you, you will surely be killed. Now you must go and rest. I have
spoken.”
“Sky Dog, I will do as you tell me,” replied Running Fox.
Several days passed and still there was no word of the Mohawks. The
Delawares began to hope that they had been needlessly alarmed. Some of
them even began to doubt that the skin of the white Medicine Owl had
really come from the Mohawk medicine-bundle. However, they were careful
to keep their suspicions from reaching the ears of Running Fox or his
father. Others declared that Standing Wolf was afraid to fight without
the protection of his medicine charm. Still Black Panther and his
war-leaders continued to make preparations for the battle. They knew
Standing Wolf too well to deceive themselves by believing that he would
surrender his most valued possession without making a desperate attempt
to regain it from his foes. The delay only strengthened their fears, for
they believed he had sent runners to induce some of the neighboring
tribes of Iroquois to join in the attack on the Delaware camp.
Then the suspense was suddenly ended by the return of one of the scouts.
He said that a great company of Iroquois were coming down the river in
canoes, and the Delaware scouts had little doubt that many more were
traveling through the forest on foot. He declared that the Delawares
would be greatly outnumbered, as it appeared that the Mohawks had been
strongly reinforced by some of their neighbors from farther to the
westward.
The Delawares became greatly disturbed at the news. They had fought more
than one losing fight with the fierce Mohawk chief and his savage
warriors, and they fully realized the nature of the task that confronted
them. Besides, the village sheltered many women and children, and the
warriors dreaded to think what might happen if the Mohawks forced their
way into the camp. They knew from experience that once roused, the
Mohawks would kill every man, woman and child that fell into their
hands. For a time, therefore, the Delawares thought of abandoning the
camp and fleeing southward to the village of their tribesmen, the Minsi,
another tribe of the Lenape nation who lived a full day’s journey
farther down the river. However, when Black Panther heard of their fears
he immediately called them to assemble in council.
“Men of the Lenape nation, what has happened to your hearts?” demanded
the Delaware war-chief. “Have the Delawares turned into rabbits? Do you
tremble when you hear the name of Standing Wolf? Come, you must answer
me.”
The stern rebuke was received in silence. More than one stalwart warrior
lowered his eyes in shame as Black Panther challenged him. Then as no
one spoke, the chief continued.
“You have heard that the Mohawks are coming to fight us. Well, what will
you do about it? Do you feel like running away? I do not believe it. You
say that Standing Wolf has mysterious power over us. Well, I will tell
you that he has lost it. Running Fox has taken it away from him. The
great Mohawk war-chief is like a bear without claws. He can do no harm.
Running Fox will carry the mysterious Medicine Thing into the fight. If
you follow him he will lead you to victory. It is true that we have
never beaten Standing Wolf, but this time it will be different. Yes, Sky
Dog will tell you that. Come, I will tell you what to do. First we will
send scouts down the river to ask our brothers, the Minsi, to come and
help us. Then we will send the women and children down the river in
canoes. A warrior will sit in each canoe. Whoever is afraid of Standing
Wolf must leave his weapons, and go with the women and children. The
rest of us will stay here, and meet the boastful Mohawks. Now, my
brother, let me see who is afraid to stay.”
Not even the youngest boy responded. The Delawares answered the
challenge with a great shout of defiance that seemed to shake the hills.
Then they began to sing their war-songs, and parade about the camp. In a
few moments they called for Running Fox to address them.
“My brothers, I am a young man, and I have not much to say,” Running Fox
told them, modestly. “I have brought you the thing which gave Standing
Wolf his mysterious power over us. Now I am going to carry it into the
thick of the fight. I believe we will win a great victory. Now we must
get ready to fight.”
Then old Sky Dog rose and delivered a fiery harangue that instantly
roused the fighting mood of the warriors. He told them that Running Fox
had done the most wonderful thing in the history of the tribe. He
declared that the possession of the Mohawk medicine-trophy not only
insured them against defeat, but made victory certain. Then he called
upon them to go forth, and fight as they had never fought before.
In the meantime Spotted Deer and a young warrior named Little Snake had
already departed down the river to summon aid of the Minsi. The canoes
had been launched, and the women and children were getting into them.
Now that the Delawares had become eager to fight, it was difficult to
get warriors to accompany them. However, Black Panther selected the
escort, and chose the young untried warriors and a few of the older men
who had been disabled in previous fights.
The refugees had barely left the village when scouts brought word that
the Mohawks had disembarked about a half day’s journey from the camp.
The scouts said that it was evident they intended to advance through the
woods on the north side of the camp.
“The river was covered with canoes,” declared an excited Delaware scout.
Black Panther immediately called for a company of volunteers to go out
and lie in wait for the Mohawks. Most of the warriors responded, and he
chose a third of his entire force. Then he appointed Running Fox the
leader. It was an unusual honor for a lad of his years, but he had
proved his ability, and the Delawares were ready to follow him. They had
little doubt that the Mohawk medicine-trophy would bring him the same
powers which they believed it had bestowed upon Standing Wolf, and they
expected to see him accomplish equally wonderful feats.
“My son, I have made you the leader of this war-party,” said Black
Panther, as the lad came to him for final instructions. “You are very
young, and you have not been in many fights. You must listen to what I
am about to say. There are some great war-leaders in your party. There
is Broken Hand, and Two Elks, and Painted Dog. All those men are great
leaders. You must ask them to help you. But I have made you the leader.
You must know what to do. Now I will tell you. The Mohawks have left the
canoes. They will probably come down along this side of the river. You
must send good scouts ahead of you to find which way the Mohawks are
coming. It will be necessary to send some scouts across the river, for
the Mohawks may come down that side. Well, when you have found out which
way the Mohawks are coming you must put your warriors in their way. You
must hold them back until I get a chance to prepare the camp. You must
find a good place to hide in. Do not show yourselves until the Mohawks
are right between you. Then you must rush in and fool them. You must try
to kill as many as you can, and drive back the others. That may hold
them off until we can get ready to fight. However, if they are too
strong for you, you must fight your way back to the village. I have
finished.”
“My father, I will do as you have told me,” replied Running Fox. “I will
talk with Broken Hand, and Two Elks and Painted Dog. We will try to make
a good fight.”
Running Fox and his companions left the village in silence, for Black
Panther had cautioned the Delawares against making a demonstration. The
sun was low in the west, and the valiant company of fighters hurried
through the woods in the hope of finding the Mohawks before it grew
dark. Several of the scouts who had already located the enemy were sent
on ahead, and three other scouts were sent across the river in a canoe
to watch along the opposite shore.
By the time darkness finally closed down the Delawares had traveled a
considerable distance along the river. Then they stopped, and waited to
hear from the scouts. It was not long before one of them brought word
that the main Mohawk war-party was close at hand. He said that they were
following the Delaware hunting trail, and had sent a number of scouts
ahead of them. The Delawares lost little time in concealing themselves
along the sides of a narrow ravine. Then they waited anxiously for the
Mohawks to blunder into the ambush.
A short time afterward the Mohawk scouts entered the ravine. The
Delawares allowed them to pass through in safety. However, when the
war-party attempted to follow, the Delawares rose from concealment and
attacked them with great fury. The Mohawks were completely surprised,
and for a time they were thrown into great confusion. The Delawares had
little trouble in driving them from the ravine, and elated at their
success they attempted to turn the surprise into a rout. It was only a
few moments, however, before they discovered that they had made a
serious blunder. What they had mistaken for the war-party was only an
advance guard following the scouts. When the main war-party rushed up a
few moments later, the Delawares found themselves outnumbered by four to
one. Still Running Fox had no idea of retreating. He had been sent to
delay the Mohawks as long as possible, and he determined to make them
fight every stride of the way to the Delaware camp. Calling upon his
war-leaders to follow him, the young warrior fought with a reckless fury
that amazed his foes. Stimulated by his example, the Delawares not only
held their ground, but actually forced the Mohawks to give way. The
advantage was only temporary, however, for the Mohawks soon rallied, and
attacked so fiercely that the Delawares in turn were compelled to yield.
They retreated slowly, however, fighting so stubbornly that the Mohawks
began to grow cautious.
Running Fox had many narrow escapes, for he threw himself into the
thickest of the fighting. Twice he was compelled to fight desperate hand
to hand encounters with his foes, and each time he came off victorious.
At another time he was attacked by three Mohawks at once, but he
succeeded in dodging behind a tree and killed two of his assailants, and
wounded the third. The Delawares began to believe that the sacred white
Medicine Owl had made him invincible. Running Fox himself believed it,
and the thought gave him confidence.
The Delawares held back the Mohawks until daylight, and then the latter
suddenly retired. Running Fox knew better than to attempt to follow
them. He feared that the withdrawal was part of some clever stratagem,
and he immediately called a council of his war-leaders.
“I believe the Mohawks will wait until it gets dark again, and then they
will try to circle around us,” said Broken Hand. “I believe the best
thing we can do is to go back to the village. We have held back the
Mohawks until our women and children are safe. We can do no good by
staying here and throwing away our lives. I believe we can make a better
showing with our people at the village.”
“I feel strange about this thing,” declared Two Elks. “You have done
some wonderful things, but if you stay here I believe you will be
killed. I cannot help telling you this, because that is how I feel about
it.”
“I feel like Broken Hand,” said Painted Dog. “I have not seen Standing
Wolf in this fight. I believe he is somewhere about with another big
war-party. I saw many Oneidas in this war-party. Yes, I believe I killed
an Onondaga. Those people may be coming to help the Mohawks. Running
Fox, you are a good leader. You have done some wonderful things. But
there are only a few of us. Some of our friends have already been
killed. The Mohawks are too strong for us. If we stay here they will
come back and destroy us. I believe we must try to get away.”
“Well, my brothers, I have listened to your words, and I see that you
all feel the same way about it. I would like to stay and fight some
more, but I believe it would be foolish. We have done what we came here
to do. We have held back the Mohawks so that our people can get ready to
fight It is enough. Come, we will go.”