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Council at Onneida would decide my fate soon.

A brave of the Onneidas had already lent me a small tight coat entirely new, which had not been taken from me, and the Christians gave me other clothing, so I continued my route with the garb of two of the highest families of Onneida, that of the Bears, and that of the Tortoise.

News of my approach was sent at once to the old men of the village, that they might come to meet me, and that they might kindle water fires on this side of the stockade.

They came but were of the