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known, received her with great kindness, and led 

 her to her room in the fort. Here Marie was over- 

 come with emotion. Madame d'Ailleboust spoke 

 Algonquin with ease ; and her words of sympathy, 

 joined to the associations of a place where the un- 

 happy fugitive, with her murdered husband and 

 child, had often found a friendly welcome, so 

 wrought upon her, that her voice was smothered 

 with sobs. 



She had once before been a prisoner of the Iro- 

 quois, at the town of Onondaga. When she and 

 her companions in misfortune had reached the Mo- 

 hawk towns, she was recognized by several Onon- 

 dagas who chanced to be there, and who, partly 

 by threats and partly by promises, induced her to 

 return with them to the scene of her former cap- 

 tivity, where they assured her of good treatment. 

 With their aid, she escaped from the Mohawks, 

 and set out with them for Onondaga. On their way, 

 they passed the great town of the Oneidas ; and her 

 conductors, fearing that certain Mohawks who were 

 there would lay claim to her, found a hiding-place 

 for her in the forest, where they gave her food, and 

 told her to wait their return. She lay concealed 

 all day, and at night approached the town, under 

 cover of darkness. A dull red glare of flames rose 

 above the jagged tops of the palisade that encom- 

 passed it ; and, from the pandemonium within, an 

 uproar of screams, yells, and bursts of laughter 

 told her that they were burning one of her captive 

 countrymen. She gazed and listened, shivering 

 with cold and aghast with horror. The thought 



