few words in the Wyandot tongue…Henry knew already by his paint that he was a Wyandot。
The chiefs inclined their heads gravely； and the herald； turning； leaped back into the forest。 In two or three minutes six men； including the herald； emerged from the woods； and Henry moved a little when he saw the first of the six； all of whom were Wyandots。 It was Timmendiquas； head chief of the Wyandots； and Henry had never seen him more splendid in manner and bearing than he was as he thus met the representatives of the famous Six Nations。 Small though the Wyandot tribe might be； mighty was its valor and fame； and White Lightning met the great Iroquois only as an equal； in his heart a superior。
It was an extraordinary thing； but Henry； at this very moment； burrowing in the earth that be might not lose his life at the hands of either； was an ardent partisan of Timmendiquas。 It was the young Wyandot chief whom he wished to be first； to make the greatest impression； and he was pleased when he heard the low hum of admiration go round the circle of two hundred savage warriors。 It was seldom； indeed； perhaps never； that the Iroquois had looked upon such a man as Timmendiquas。
Timmendiquas and his companions advanced slowly toward the chiefs； and the Wyandot overtopped all the Iroquois。 Henry could tell by the manner of the chiefs that the reputation of the famous White Lightning had preceded him； and that they had already found fact equal to report。
The chiefs； Timmendiquas among them； sat down on logs before the fire； and all the warriors withdrew to a respectful distance； where they stood and watched in silence。 The oldest chief took his long pipe； beautifully carved and shaped like a trumpet； and filled it with tobacco which he lighted with a coal from the fire。 Then he took two or three whiffs and passed the pipe to Timmendiquas； who did the same。 Every chief smoked the pipe； and then they sat still； waiting in silence。
Henry was so much absorbed in this scene； which was at once a spectacle and a drama； that he almost forgot where he was； and that he was an enemy。 He wondered now at their silence。 If this was a council surely they would discuss whatever question had brought them there！ But he was soon enlightened。 That low far cry came again； but from the east。 It was answered； as before； from the camp； and in three or four minutes a warrior sprang from the forest into the opening。 Like the first； he was naked except for the breech cloth and moccasins。 The chiefs rose at his coming； received his salute gravely； and returned it as gravely。 Then he returned to the forest； and all waited in the splendid calm of the Indian。
Curiosity pricked Henry like a nettle。 Who was coming now？ It must be some man of great importance； or they would not wait so silently。 There was the same air of expectancy that had preceded the arrival of Timmendiquas。 All the warriors looked toward the eastern wall of the forest； and Henry looked the same way。 Presently the black foliage parted； and a man stepped forth； followed at a little distance by seven or eight others。 The stranger； although tall； was not equal in height to Timmendiquas； but he； too； had a lofty and splendid presence； and it was evident to anyone versed at all in forest lore that here was a great chief。 He was lean but sinewy； and he moved with great ease and grace。 He reminded Henry of a powerful panther。 He was dressed； after the manner of famous chiefs； with the utmost care。 His short military coat of fine blue cloth bore a silver epaulet on either shoulder。 His head was not bare； disclosing the scalp lock； like those of the other Indians； it was covered instead with a small hat of felt； round and laced。 Hanging carelessly over one shoulder was a blanket of blue cloth with a red border。 At his side； from a belt of blue leather swung a silver…mounted small sword。 His leggins were of superfine blue cloth and his moccasins of deerskin。 Both were trimmed with small beads of many colors。
The new chief advanced into the opening amid the dead silence that still held all； and Timmendiquas stepped forward to meet him。 These two held the gaze of everyone； and what they and they alone did had become of surpassing interest。 Each was haughty； fully aware of his own dignity and importance； but they met half way； looked intently for a moment or two into the eyes of each other； and then saluted gravely。
All at once Henry knew the stranger。 He had never seen him before； but his impressive reception； and the mixture of military and savage attire revealed him。 This could be none other than the great Mohawk war chief； Thayendanegea； the Brant of the white men； terrible name on the border。 Henry gazed at him eagerly from his covert； etching his features forever on his memory。 His face； lean and strong； was molded much like that of Timmendiquas； and like the Wyandot he was young； under thirty。
Timmendiquas and Thayendanegea…it was truly he…returned to the fire； and once again the trumpet…shaped pipe was smoked by all。 The two young chiefs received the seats of favor； and others sat about them。 But they were not the only great chiefs present； though all yielded first place to them because of their character and exploits。
Henry was not mistaken in his guess that this was an important council； although its extent exceeded even his surmise。 Delegates and head chiefs of all the Six Nations were present to confer with the warlike Wyandots of the west who had come so far east to meet them。 Thayendanegea was the great war chief of the Mohawks； but not their titular chief。 The latter was an older man； Te…kie…ho…ke （Two Voices）； who sat beside the younger。 The other chiefs were the Onondaga； Tahtoo…ta…hoo （The Entangled） ； the Oneida； 0…tat…sheh…te （Bearing a Quiver） ； the Cayuga； Te…ka…ha…hoonk （He Who Looks Both Ways） ； the Seneca； Kan…ya…tai…jo （Beautiful Lake） ； and the Tuscarora； Ta…ha…en…te…yahwak…hon （Encircling and Holding Up a Tree）。 The names were hereditary； and because in a dim past they had formed the great confederacy； the Onondagas were first in the council； and were also the high priests and titular head of the Six Nations。 But the Mohawks were first on…the war path。
All the Six Nations were divided into clans； and every clan； camping in its proper place； was represented at this meeting。
Henry had heard much at Pittsburgh of the Six Nations； their wonderful league； and their wonderful history。 He knew that according to the legend the league had been formed by Hiawatha； an Onondaga。 He was opposed in this plan by Tododaho； then head chief of the Onondagas； but he went to the Mohawks and gained the support of their great chief； Dekanawidah。 With his aid the league was formed； and the solemn agreement； never broken； was made at the Onondaga Lake。 Now they were a perfect little state； with fifty chiefs； or； including the head chiefs； fifty…six。
Some of these details Henry was to learn later。 He was also to learn many of the words that the chiefs said through a source of which he little dreamed at the present。 Yet he divined much of it from the meeting of the fiery Wyandots with the highly developed and warlike power of the Six Nations。
Thayendanegea was talking now； and Timmendiquas； silent and grave； was listening。 The Mohawk approached his subject indirectly through the trope； allegory； and simile that the Indian loved。 He talked of the unseen deities that ruled the life of the Iroquois through mystic dreams。 He spoke of the trees； the rocks； and the animals； all of which to the Iroquois had souls。 He called on the name of the Great Spirit； which was Aieroski before it became Manitou； the Great Spirit who； in the Iroquois belief； had only the size of a dwarf because his soul was so mighty that he did not need body。
This land is ours； the land of your people and mine； oh； chief of the brave Wyandots；〃 he said to Timmendiquas。 〃Once there was no land； only the waters； but Aieroski raised the land of Konspioni above the foam。 Then he sowed five handfuls of red seed in it； and from those handfuls grew the Five Nations。 Later grew up the Tuscaroras； who have joined us and other tribes of our race； like yours； great chief of the brave Wyandots。〃
Timmendiquas still said nothing。 He did not allow an eyelid to flicker at this assumption of superiority for the Six Nations over all other tribes。 A great warrior he was； a great politician also； and he wished to unite the Iroquois in a firm league with the tribes of the Ohio valley。 The coals from the great fire glowed and threw out an intense heat。 Thayendanegea unbuttoned his military coat and threw it back； revealing a bare bronze chest； upon which was painted the device of the Mohawks； a flint and steel。 The chests of the Onondaga； Cayuga； and Seneca head chiefs were also bared to the glow。 The device on the chest of the Onondaga was a cabin on top of a hill； the Caytiga's was a great pipe； and the figure of a mountain adorned the Seneca bronze。
〃We have had the messages that you have sent to us； Timmendiquas；〃 said Thayendanegea； 〃and they are good in the eyes of our people； the Rotinonsionni （the Mohawks）。 They please； too； the ancient tribe； the Kannoseone （the Onondagas）； the valiant Hotinonsionni （the Senecas）； and all our brethren of the Six Nations。 All the land from the salt water to the setting sun was given to the red men by Aieroski； but if we do not defend it we cannot keep it。〃
〃It is so；〃 said Timmendiquas； speaking for the first time。 〃We have fought them on the Ohio and in Kaintuck…ee； where they come with their rifles and axes。 The whole might of the Wyandots； the Shawnees； the Miamis； the Illinois； the Delawares； and the Ottawas has gone forth against them。 We have slain many of them； but we have failed to drive them back。 Now we have come to ask the Six Nations to press down upon them in the east with all your power； while we do the same in the west。 Surely then your Aieroski and our Manitou； who are the same； will not refuse us success。〃
The eyes of Thayendanegea glistened。
〃You speak well； Timmendiquas；〃 he said。 〃 All the red men must unite to fight for the land of Konspioni which Aieroski raised above the sea； and we be two； you and I；