They were now in
the vicinity of the Shawnee village, and he wished to land. Heigon
instantly turned the prow of his canoe toward shore, and the others,
understanding the cause, followed. A moment later, Lieutenant Canfield
and the Huron stood upon _terra firma_. They were compelled again to
shake hands all around with their curiously-made friends, when they
separated--the latter to go down the river as brothers to the warlike
Shawnees, and the former to go to the same destination as their deadly
enemies!
[1] Meaning he became sick from some cause or other.
CHAPTER VII.
THE PLAN FOR THE RESCUE.
Oft did he stoop a listening ear,
Sweep round an anxious eye,
No bark or ax-blow could he hear,
No human trace descry.
His sinuous path, by blazes, wound
Among trunks grouped in myriads round;
Through naked boughs, between
Whose tangled architecture fraught
With many a shape grotesquely wrought,
The hemlock's spire was seen.--A. B. STREET.
By this time, daylight was at hand. A thin mist, rising from the
river, was passing off through the woods; for the half-hour preceding
the appearance of the sun, the darkness was more palpable than it had
been at any time through the night. The air, too, had a disagreeable
chilliness in it, which, however little it affected the Huron, made the
soldier, for the time being, exceedingly uncomfortable and impatient
for the full light of day.
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