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The council ended One by one the sache to canoes, others filing off through the forest, until I foundfire, the forest beforeoverhead

The Oneida, motionless now in the midst of those who had but an hour before decreed his death, watched the plumed sachems pass him in silence Neither he nor they uttered a word; but when the last canoe had glided off down the Dead Water toward the Sacandaga, and the last tall form faded from view in thicket, marsh, and forest, Little Otter turned and caour path through the marsh, until we came to Lyn Montour As she rose to meet us, a distant sound in the forest attracted the Oneida's attention I heard it, too; it was the gallop of horses, co from the north No Iroquois rode a horse

Nearer, nearer sounded the dru now--hear the brush crackle and snap

Suddenly a horsee, drew bridle at the clearing, bent and examined the covered fire, struck his forehead, and stared around him

The horseman was Walter Butler