Had he, too, escaped?
It seemed so, for nowhere could his body be discovered among the slain.
His daughter had also disappeared.
But half of their revenge seemed accomplished, and Wacora felt that, with Rody alive, his uncle’s death was not yet avenged.
In vain did he send warrior after warrior in search of the missing man.
All returned with the same answer.
The white chief was not to be found!
Enraged at being thus baffled in his revenge, Wacora called his straggling forces together, and returned with them to the Indian camp.
After their departure there was profound stillness within the stockade, more awful from contrast with the battle there so late raging.
The dead were left to repose in peace.