The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 16 Page 38

“What is this?” said Lana sharply; but he lifted an impatient hand and went on in his quick, interested manner, to detail to me the plan he had conceived for striking Amochol at Catharines-town, in the very midst of the Onon-hou-aroria.

“Last night,” he said, “I sent out Hanierri and Iaowania, the headquarters scouts; and I’m sorry I did, for they came in this morning with their tails between their legs, saying the forest swarmed with the Seneca scouts, and it was death to stir.

“And I was that disgusted — what with their cowardice and the aftermath of that headquarters punch — that I bade them go paint and sing their death-songs — — ”

“Oh, Lord! You should not lose your temper with an Indian!”