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Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander), 1862-1919

"The Scouts of the Valley"

"
"Henry," said Shif'less Sol, " I'm shorely glad to come."
They went inside, stacked their captured rifles against the wall,
and soon were sound asleep.
Meanwhile sleep was laying hold of the Iroquois village, also.
They had eaten mightily and they had drunk mightily. Many times
had they told the glories of Hode-no-sau-nee, the Great League,
and many times had they gladly acknowledged the valor and worth
of Timmendiquas and the brave little Wyandot nation.
Timmendiquas and Thayendanegea had sat side by side throughout
the feast, but often other great chiefs were with them-Skanawati,
Atotarho, and Hahiron, the Onondagas; Satekariwate, the Mohawk;
Kanokarih and Kanyadoriyo, the Senecas; and many others.
Toward midnight the women and the children left for the lodges,
and soon the warriors began to go also, or fell asleep on tile
ground, wrapped in their blankets. The fires were allowed to
sink low, and at last the older chiefs withdrew, leaving only
Timmendiquas and Thayendanegea.
"You have seen the power and spirit of the Iroquois," said
Thayendanegea. "We can bring many more warriors than are here
into the field, and we will strike the white settlements with
you.


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