Senecas. Let their eight Sachems try to pull them out.”
“So you have managed to wound a Seneca or two?”
“Three, Loskiel — but the rifle was one of Sir William’s, and carried to the left, and only a half-ounce ball. My brother Loskiel will make proper requisition of the Commissary of Issues and draw a weapon fit for a Mohican warrior.”
“Indeed I will,” said I, smilingly, knowing well enough that the four-foot, Indian-trade, smooth bore was no weapon for this warrior; nor was it any kindness in such times as these to so arm our corps of Oneida scouts.
After breakfast I went to the fort and found that Major Parr and his command had come in the night before from their