222 The Home of tJic Wolverene and Beaver. 



by McLellan, he concluded by threats of vengeance 

 against all the settlers. 



The three whites could see the eyes of theii' 

 ferocious enemies blazing with suppressed wrath as 

 their fancied grievances were laid before them by 

 their chief, and it became evident that they were 

 only awaiting his signal to rush upon their prey. 

 But during the latter part of the speech McKenzie 

 and his companions had risen to their feet, and had 

 brought their rifles into position for immediate use; 

 the muzzle of the leader's weapon being pointed 

 full at the breast of the chief, and read}' to send 

 a bullet through his body at a distance little 

 exceeding a yard, on the first suspicious movement. 

 As the old warrior ceased speaking, McKenzie, 

 keeping the weapon bearing full on him, cocked his 

 rifle, and a crimson hue suffused the cheeks of the 

 warriors as the click of the other two locks 

 followed immediately afterwards. 



" Follow me," cried McKenzie, and coolly but 

 rapidly advanced towards the door, his rifle at full 

 cock, and the barrel laying in the palm of his left 

 hand ready for instant use. 



" Give room," he cried to the throng outside 

 prepared to oppose his exit, and, overawed at the 

 bearing of the white men, the scowling savages fell 

 back and suffered them to pass in safety. Taking 



