Why? asked Quick.
I saw on the banks of the Mongaup, to-day, the print of a moccasin that plainly told me what tribe they belonged to.
Sly dogs, those Salamanques. They wiped out the Cahoonshees, replied Quick.
And we must assist the Delawares to wipe them out now.
How?
Find out what they intend to do, and then act accordingly. I think their advance lie concealed in the bowl. (A hollow on the Pennsylvania side of the river opposite Mongaup.)
Follow me, and we will soon know.
The parties threw their guns over their shoulders, and started for the Hawk Nest.
Seating themselves on the pinnacle, Cahoonshee pointed up the river.