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Title: Red Jacket, the last of the Senecas;
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Ellis, Edward Sylvester, 1840-1916
Subjects: Red Jacket (Seneca chief), ca. 1756-1830 Sullivan's Indian Campaign, 1779
Publisher: New York, E.P. Dutton & company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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head, except-ing the long, iron-gray hair that dangled about herbony shoulders. She had rolled up her sleeves tothe elbows, disclosing the skinny, muscular fore-arms, and in one hand she grasped a long, formidableknife, which she swung and circled in front of theprisoner, as if it were hard to restrain her longing toplunge it into his body. Taking the position named, she began a weirddance, springing as lightly from the ground as a girlcould have done, and chanting in a low monotonethe death song of her people. She oscillated fromside to side, her draggling skirts swinging back andforth with the swaying of her body, while the gratingmonotone did not vary a note. This lasted several minutes, throughout which JedStiffens held his rifle at a dead level, and pointedtoward the wrinkled face of Queen Esther. Hewas waiting the moment for her to place herself infair range with the bound prisoner! Fortunately for Catharine Montour, this did notoccur. She kept in front of the man, circling the
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QUEEN ESTHER AND BILLY PATTERSON. Page 282. THE .flEW YORKPUBIIC LIBRARY ASTOB, LENOX A.NDTILDEN FOUNDATIONSL A Rifle Shot. 283 knife over her head, chanting her dirge, and fullyrevealed by the glow of the firelight. Then turningabruptly, as she stopped singing, she uttered anangry command to one of the Senecas, who sprangquickly forward, snatched a brand from the fire, andknelt at the foot of the sapling to apply it to thecombustibles heaped there. At that moment, the sharp crack of Jed Stiffenssrifle rang through the woods. The occasion wasone of the very few which justified him in notwaiting to reload his weapon, for he whirled aboutlike a flash, and was gone. As for the startled Iro-quois and Queen Esther, when they looked at theprisoner, they saw to their rage that he was beyondreach of any torture they could inflict upon his body. CHAPTER XXVIII. GROPING IN THE DARK. IT has been stated that it was the purpose of JedStiffens to rejoin Jack Ripley where he waswaiting in the Indian

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