Crossing the Ohio, the savages conducted their prisoner to the Indian village at Chillicothe.
Great was the rejoicing among the Shawnees, when the hapless girl was brought a prisoner into their midst. It seemed to them like an omen of good fortune.
Virginia was placed in one of the wigwams, and there left in solitude to meditate upon the dreadful misfortune that had come upon her.
Alone, far from home and kindred, there seemed no avenue of escape open to her. Despairing, she prayed to the Great Power above to rescue her from her terrible peril.
Leaving the despairing maid to her own sad thoughts, we will return to the renegade Girty.
After leaving the old General, Girty made his way to the secluded glade in the forest where he had arranged to meet Kendrick.
Girty found his companion waiting for him.
“The Indians have departed with the girl?” Girty asked.
“Yes; by the way, what do you intend to do with her?” said Kendrick.
“Give her to some chief for a wife. I have just had a little talk with Treveling. I told him who I was and of the vengeance that I have taken for the wrong that he did me so many years ago.” Girty’s face showed plainly his fierce joy as he spoke.