Victory and glory Aieroski gives to his children,
The Mighty Six Nations, greatest of men.
There will be feasting in the lodges of the Iroquois,
And scalps will hang on the high ridge pole,
But wolves will roam where the Yengees dwelt
And will gnaw the bones of them all,
Of the man, the woman, and the child.
Victory and glory Aieroski gives to his children,
The Mighty Six Nations, greatest of men.
Such it sounded to Shif'less Sol, who knew the tongue of the
Iroquois, and so it went on, verse after verse, and at the end of
each verse came the refrain, in which the warriors joined:
"Victory and glory Aieroski gives to his children. The mighty Six
Nations, greatest of men."
"What under the sun is she about?" whispered Shif'less Sol.
"It is a fearful face," was Paul's only reply.
Suddenly the woman, without stopping her chant, made a gesture to
the warriors. Two powerful Senecas seized one of the bound
prisoners, dragged him to his feet, and held him up before her.
She uttered a shout, whirled the great tomahawk about her head,
its blade glittering in the moonlight, and struck with all her
might. The skull of the prisoner was cleft to the chin, and
without a cry he fell at the feet of the woman who had killed
him.
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