"Why was I not allowed to go with them?" mourned young Brant.
Colonel Johnson laughed and patted his shiny black head.
"Never mind, young fire-eater," he said. "We'll all of us soon have
our fill of war--and more."
Robert was present at the distribution of rifles and blankets the next
morning, and he knew that Colonel Johnson had bound the Mohawks to him
and the English and American cause with another tie. Daganoweda and
his warriors, gratified beyond expression, took the war path again.
"They'll remain a barrier between us and the French and their allies,"
said Colonel Johnson, "and faith we'll need 'em. The other nations of
the Hodenosaunee wish to keep out of the war, but the Mohawks will be
with us to the last. Their great chief, King Hendrick, is our devoted
friend, and so is his brother, Abraham. This, too, in spite of the bad
treatment of the Ganeagaono by the Dutch at Albany. O, I have nothing
to say against the Dutch, a brave and tenacious people, but they have
their faults, like other races, and sometimes they let avarice
overcome them! I wish they could understand the nations of the
Hodenosaunee better. Do what you can at Albany, Mr.
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