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let these renegades see I fear to face them。〃
〃I have such a queer feeling。 I am afraid。 I don't want to be left alone。
Please do not leave me。〃
Jim strode nervously up and down the length of the room。 Nell's worn face； her
beseeching eyes and trembling hands touched his heart。 Rather than almost
anything else； he desired to please her； to strengthen her； yet how could he
shirk his duty？
〃Nellie； what is it you fear？〃 he asked； holding her hands tightly。
〃Oh； I don't know whateverything。 Uncle is growing weaker every day。 Look
at Mr。 Young； he is only a shadow of his former self； and this anxiety is
wearing Mr。 Heckewelder out。 He is more concerned than he dares admit。 You
needn't shake your head； for I know it。 Then those Indians who are waiting；
waitingfor God only knows what！ Worse than all to me； I saw that renegade；
that fearful beast who made way with poor dear Kate！〃
Nell burst into tears； and leaned sobbing on Jim's shoulder。
〃Nell； I've kept my courage only because of you；〃 replied Jim； his voice
trembling slightly。
She looked up quickly。 Something in the pale face which was bent over her told
that now； if ever； was the time for a woman to forget herself； and to cheer；
to inspire those around her。
〃I am a silly baby； and selfish！〃 she cried； freeing herself from his hold。
〃Always thinking of myself。〃 She turned away and wiped the tears from her
eyes。 〃Go； Jim； do you duty； I'll stand by and help you all a woman can。〃
The missionaries were consulting in Heckewelder's cabin。 Zeisberger had
returned that morning； and his aggressive； dominating spirit was just what
they needed in an hour like this。 He raised the downcast spirits of the
ministers。
〃Hold the service？ I should say we will；〃 he declared； waving his hands。
〃What have we to be afraid of？〃
〃I do not know；〃 answered Heckewelder； shaking his head doubtfully。 〃I do not
know what to fear。 Girty himself told me he bore us no ill will； but I hardly
believe him。 All this silence； this ominous waiting perplexes； bewilders me。〃
〃Gentlemen； our duty at least is plain；〃 said Jim； impressively。 〃The faith of
these Christian Indians in us is so absolute that they have no fear。 They
believe in God； and in us。 These threatening savages have failed signally to
impress our Christians。 If we do not hold the service they will think we fear
Girty； and that might have a bad influence。〃
〃I am in favor of postponing the preaching for a few days。 I tell you I am
afraid of Girty's Indians； not for myself； but for these Christians whom we
love so well。 I am afraid。〃 Heckewelder's face bore testimony to his anxious
dread。
〃You are our leader； we have but to obey；〃 said Edwards。 〃Yet I think we owe
it to our converts to stick to our work until we are forced by violence to
desist。〃
〃Ah！ What form will that violence take？〃 cried Heckewelder； his face white。
〃You cannot tell what these savages mean。 I fear！ I fear！〃
〃Listen； Heckewelder； you must remember we had this to go through once
before；〃 put in Zeisberger earnestly。 〃In '78 Girty came down on us like a
wolf on the fold。 He had not so many Indians at his beck and call as now； but
he harangued for days； trying to scare us and our handful of Christians。 He
set his drunken fiends to frighten us； and he failed。 We stuck it out and
won。 He's trying the same game。 Let us stand against him； and hold our
services as usual。 We should trust in God！〃
〃Never give up！〃 cried Jim。
〃Gentlemen； you are right； you shame me； even though I feel that I understand
the situation and its dread possibilities better than any one of you。 Whatever
befalls we'll stick to our post。 I thank you for reviving the spirit in my
cowardly heart。 We will hold the service to…day as usual and to make it more
impressive； each shall address the congregation in turn。〃
〃And； if need be； we will give our lives for our Christians；〃 said Young；
raising his pale face。
The deep mellow peals of the church bell awoke the slumbering echoes。
Scarcely had its melody died away in the forest when a line of Indians issued
from the church and marched toward the maple grove。 Men； women； youths；
maidens and children。
Glickhican； the old Delaware chief； headed the line。 His step was firm； his
head erect； his face calm in its noble austerity。 His followers likewise
expressed in their countenances the steadfastness of their belief。 The
maidens' heads were bowed； but with shyness； not fear。 The children were
happy； their bright faces expressive of the joy the felt in the anticipation
of listening to their beloved teachers。
This procession passed between rows of painted savages； standing immovable；
with folded arms； and somber eyes。
No sooner had the Christians reached the maple grove； when from all over the
clearing appeared hostile Indians； who took positions near the knoll where the
missionaries stood。
Heckewelder's faithful little band awaited him on the platform。 The converted
Indians seated themselves as usual at the foot of the knoll。 The other
savages crowded closely on both sides。 They carried their weapons； and
maintained the same silence that had so singularly marked their mood of the
last twenty…four hours。 No human skill could have divined their intention。
This coldness might be only habitual reserve； and it might be anything else。
Heckewelder approached at the same time that Simon Girty and his band of
renegades appeared。 With the renegades were Pipe and Half King。 These two came
slowly across the clearing； passed through the opening in the crowd； and
stopped close to the platform。
Heckewelder went hurriedly up to his missionaries。 He seemed beside himself
with excitement； and spoke with difficulty。
〃Do not preach to…day。 I have been warned again；〃 he said； in a low voice。
〃Do you forbid it？〃 inquired Edwards。
〃No； no。 I have not that authority； but I implore it。 Wait； wait until the
Indians are in a better mood。〃
Edwards left the group； and； stepping upon the platform； faced the Christians。
At the same moment Half King stalked majestically from before his party。 He
carried no weapon save a black； knotted war…club。 A surging forward of the
crowd of savages behind him showed the intense interest which his action had
aroused。 He walked forward until he stood half way between the platform and
the converts。 He ran his evil glance slowly over the Christians； and then
rested it upon Edwards。
〃Half King's orders are to be obeyed。 Let the paleface keep his mouth closed；〃
he cried in the Indian tongue。 The imperious command came as a thunderbolt
from a clear sky。 The missionaries behind Edwards stood bewildered； awaiting
the outcome。
But Edwards； without a moment's hesitation； calmly lifted his hand and spoke。
〃Beloved Christians； we meet to…day as we have met before； as we hope to meet
in…〃
〃Spang！〃
The whistling of a bullet over the heads of the Christians accompanied the
loud report of a rifle。 All presently plainly heard the leaden missile strike。
Edwards wheeled； clutching his side； breathed hard； and then fell heavily
without uttering a cry。 He had been shot by an Indian concealed in the
thicket。
For a moment no one moved； nor spoke。 the missionaries were stricken with
horror； the converts seemed turned to stone； and the hostile throng waited
silently； as they had for hours。
〃He's shot！ He's shot！ Oh； I feared this！〃 cried Heckewelder； running forward。
The missionaries followed him。 Edwards was lying on his back； with a bloody
hand pressed to his side。
〃Dave； Dave； how is it with you？〃 asked Heckewelder； in a voice low with fear。
〃Not bad。 It's too far out to be bad； but it knocked me over；〃 answered
Edwards； weakly。 〃Give mewater。〃
They carried him from the platform； and laid him on the grass under a tree。
Young pressed Edwards' hand； he murmured something that sounded like a prayer；
and then walked straight upon the platform； as he raised his face； which was
sublime with a white light。
〃Paleface！ Back！〃 roared Half King； as he waved his war…club。
〃You Indian dog！ Be silent！〃
Young's clear voice rolled out on the quiet air so imperiously； so powerful in
its wonderful scorn and passion； that the hostile savages were overcome by
awe； and the Christians thrilled anew with reverential love。
Young spoke again in a voice which had lost its passion； and was singularly
sweet in its richness。
〃Beloved Christians； if it is God's will that we must die to prove our faith；
then as we have taught you how to live； so we can show you how to die…〃
〃Spang！〃
Again a whistling sound came with the bellow of an overcharged rifle； again
the sickening thud of a bullet striking flesh。
Young fell backwards from the platform。
The missionaries laid him beside Edwards； and then stood in shuddering
s