Elmer Russell Gregor, Spotted Deer
“ Then the canoe was pushed from shore, and Spotted Deer wondered what fate awaited him. He had little hope.As the Shawnees paddled swiftly toward the middle of the river, they raised a piercing cry that echoed threateningly through the night, and filled the Delaware with gloomy premonitions. It had barely died away before it was answered from various parts of the river. Then the cry of Nianque, the lynx, again sounded through the darkness. A wild chorus of shouts immediately rose in reply. Spotted Deer looked down the river. The fires were still burning fiercely. ”
