CHAPTER XI.

A REVERSAL OF SITUATION.

The situation was most peculiar for all three concerned. Despite the

vigilance and woodcraft of Deerfoot the Shawanoe, he had allowed an

enemy to creep up behind him and secure an advantage which could not be

overcome. In the common parlance of the West, the Pawnee had the drop on

the Shawanoe.

But Hay-uta the Sauk was too deeply attached to the matchless young

warrior to permit harm to befall him. He learned from his companion that

it was not his purpose to shoot Deerfoot, but simply to keep him covered

with his gun until he surrendered. Hay-uta decided to permit this,

because he believed no harm to his friend could result, and he saw the

possibility of showing a chivalry toward the Pawnee which might win his

friendship.

Having made sure the warrior did not mean to fire, Hay-uta kept a few

paces in the background, while the two noiselessly advanced a half-dozen

steps or more. It would have been the easiest thing in the world for the

Sauk to apprise Deerfoot of his danger! a slight rustling of the leaves

was all that was wanted. But it was not done, for, as I have said,

Hay-uta was convinced that no immediate danger threatened his friend.

Sauk and Pawnee stood motionless until Deerfoot was seen to be shaking

with silent laughter. The sight of the two warriors running for life

from the camp-fire in the open space satisfied the Pawnee that the youth

had done his best to kill them, and was amused to see their fright at

the moment when they were not in the slightest peril.

The Pawnee now purposely rustled the leaves with his moccasin. The

Shawanoe faced about like a flash. As he did so, Hay-uta, standing just

back of the captor, made a gesture to his friend. Deerfoot "caught on",

and dropped his hands to his side, to signify his surrender. He divined

the situation, and, schooled as he was in self-control, it was hard for

him to restrain a smile over the thought of the trick played on the

Pawnee. Probably no man was ever "fooled" to a more astounding extent

than he was at that moment.

The only thing feared by Deerfoot was that some of the other Pawnees

would soon reach the spot and complicate matters, but, while the

apparent conqueror was sanguine that he commanded the situation,

Deerfoot knew he was master from the first.

Looking straight at the Pawnee, he slowly said:

"My brother the Sauk is wise; his companion is a Pawnee; let no harm

befall him, for he has done no harm to us; but other Pawnees may soon be

here; let Hay-uta point his rifle at the Pawnee so that he will turn his

gun away from Deerfoot."

While speaking the Shawanoe kept his eyes fixed on those of the Pawnee,

who, of course, supposed the words were addressed to him. He could not

catch their meaning, but no doubt believed they referred to the

completeness of the surrender just made. Had he been an aboriginal

linguist, how different would have been his feelings!

Having dropped his hands, and spoken his sentences, Deerfoot waited the

action of Hay-uta.

The latter still held the hammer of his rifle at full cock, and he

instantly leveled it at the Pawnee, harshly ordering him to lower his

weapon.

The Pawnee was surprised. I am aware that this is stating it mildly, but

so would it be if I used the strongest words at command. He seemed

transfixed, and actually was unable to stir or even to lower his gun.

But the action of his companion told the truth, and it must be believed

that he was filled with biting chagrin because he was not acute enough

to know that the aliens (one of whom seemed to come from the east and

the other from the west) were allies.

However, the tables were turned and no choice was left him. Down came

his gun, the hammer was lowered and the stock dropped spitefully to the

ground. It was the Shawanoe and Sauk who now "had the drop" on the

Pawnee.

By way of putting matters in a business-like shape, Deerfoot called to

Hay-uta to keep his gun at a level, while he disarmed the prisoner. The

Sauk obeyed, and Deerfoot walked quietly forward, and in the most

matter-of-fact manner drew the knife of the Pawnee from its sheath at

his girdle, extracted his tomahawk, and then gently removed the rifle

from his nerveless grasp. Distributing the first two weapons about his

person, the Shawanoe stepped back several paces, holding his bow in one

hand and the gun in the other.

Supposing Hay-uta had not been present, what would have been the result?

I haven't a particle of doubt that the Pawnee would have been vanquished

by Deerfoot. The former could not have stood forever with his gun aimed,

and when he lowered it he would have presented an "opening" of which the

Shawanoe would have availed himself with the quickness of the lighting

stroke.

While Deerfoot was disarming the sinewy warrior, Hay-uta explained his

wish to show him such consideration as to win his friendship. That being

done, probably some way would open by which he could be used in tracing

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"My brother is wise," commented Deerfoot, who admired the cleverness of

the Sauk, "but let him beware that the Pawnee does not betray him."

No one would have supposed from the deliberation of the Shawanoe that he

was in fear of any thing, but, if it can be said that he was ever

nervous over any thing, such was his condition now, through fear of

irruption by a part or all of the Pawnee war-party. He felt that the

danger increased every moment.

No time, therefore, was lost. The Pawnee was directed to move on, the

course taken being directly away from the camp-fire, and close to the

open space between the woods and river. No fault could be found with the

promptness displayed by the captive, who strode off as though on his way

to a marriage feast.

It was not necessary to keep a close watch over the prisoner, since the

most he could do was to try to ran away, and he was not likely to

attempt that when two loaded guns almost touched him.

But the Pawnee did do something, which, under the circumstances, was a

daring act.

The procession had proceeded for a hundred feet or so, when he gave

utterance to a ringing whoop, which could have been heard a half mile.

Deerfoot was astounded, and half raised the gun with the intention of

shooting him, but he changed his mind before the weapon reached his

shoulder.

But never did the Shawanoe display quicker readiness of resource than

then. The Pawnee acted as though he believed his life would pay for what

he had done, for, being a barbarian, he must have felt from the first

that no mercy awaited him. Wheeling around, he folded his arms,

straightened up and looked defiantly at the Shawanoe, saying plainly by

his actions:

"I am ready; look and see a warrior die!"

But Deerfoot did a much wiser thing. Convinced that the whoop was a

summons for help, he managed to impress the Pawnee with the fact, that

the only way to save his life was to send a second signal, the import of

which would be that he was in no need of help and had no news to give,

but would be glad to receive any tidings his friends possessed.

It required some vigorous sign language on the part of Deerfoot to bring

the Pawnee to his views. One of the most convincing arguments, however,

was the thunder-cloud on the face of the Shawanoe, and the upraised

tomahawk, poised and ready to be buried in the skull of the captive.

And so the desired message was sent from the throat of the frightened

Pawnee. Deerfoot could not be certain that the cry conveyed the meaning

he desired, but he noticed that the modulation of the voice was

different and he was almost satisfied on the point.

As a matter of precaution, he now fell to the rear, directing Hay-uta to

take care of the captive. He was at liberty to shoot him if he made a

break for freedom, and there was little doubt that Hay-uta would do so.

As for the Shawanoe, he meant to keep watch for the other Pawnees, who

were now all behind them. Even if their prisoner had countermanded his

call for help, little time could elapse before Lone Bear and Red Wolf

would make known how recently they had seen the dusky demon. Of course

they would suppress the part they had played in the proceeding, but

would be likely to send a large party after the Shawanoe, as soon as it

could be brought together.

Deerfoot, therefore, dropped a hundred feet to the rear, still carrying

the captured gun and his bow, and half disposed to make a compulsory

trade with the Pawnee. He could hardly convince himself, however, that

such a proceeding would be pleasing to the Great Spirit, and he put the

temptation behind him.

He was on the lookout for the warriors who had shown themselves so

plentiful only a short time before. His purpose was to apprise Hay-uta

the moment they appeared, when without a second's delay, the two would

dash off, leaving their prisoner to return to his friends. In the event

of such an issue, as it would be impossible to make a friend of their

captive, the Sauk favored sending a bullet through him before parting;

but Deerfoot was so emphatic in protesting against such savagery, that

Hay-uta promised to obey him.

Succeeding events left no doubt that the prisoner did precisely as

ordered by his captor; that is to say, he recalled his first signal and

notified his comrades that he had no need of their presence.

When, some minutes later, several of the Pawnees straggled back to camp,

they found Red Wolf and Lone Bear awaiting them. The former looked as if

he had been put to soak for several days in the river, while Lone Bear

was weak from the fright he had received. He did not blush, when he made

the statement that the young demon had appeared but a few minutes before

on the margin of the wood, accompanied by seven warriors, and that they

instantly opened by launching arrow after arrow in the direction of the

Pawnees.

Red Wolf said that he hastened to the river bank with a view of securing

a spot from which to reconnoiter their enemies, but he caught his foot

in a root and fell into the water; that accounted for his moist

condition.

The warrior had hardly reached that point in his narrative, when he

perceived that he had gone too far. Indian scouts, when stealing along

the banks of a stream, are not apt to roll into it and under the

surface, either accidentally or for the fun of the thing. The Pawnee,

therefore, told the truth, except that he joined Lone Bear in declaring

that their foe was accompanied by seven others, who seemed as eager as

he to slay them.

It would seem that the fact that none of the other Pawnees had

discovered any of the seven, would have discredited the statement of Red

Wolf and Lone Bear; but the two were so strenuous in their declaration

that it produced the effect desired. Some of the listeners believed

there was a large party of enemies at hand, and prudence demanded that

their own warriors should be called together and precautions taken

against surprise.

It was accordingly so done.

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