ed, we're all glad. Come and sit down. Of course you'll
stay over night. You look tired and worn. Well, no wonder, when you
saw that Moravian massacre. You must tell me about it. I saw Sam
Brady yesterday, and he spoke of seeing you over there. Sam told me
a good deal. Ah! here's Jim now."

The young missionary came out of the open door, and the two young
men greeted each other warmly.

"How is she?" asked Christy, when the first greetings had been
exchanged.

"Nell's just beginning to get over the shock. She'll be glad to see
you."

"Jonathan tells me you got married just before Girty came up with
you at Beautiful Spring."

"Yes; it is true. In fact, the whole wonderful story is true, yet I
cannot believe as yet. You look thin and haggard. When we last met
you were well."

"That awful time pulled me down. I was an unwilling spectator of all
that horrible massacre, and shall never get over it. I can still see
the fiendish savages running about with the reeking scalps of their
own people. I actually counted the bodies of forty-nine grown
Christians and twenty-seven children. An hour after you left us the
church was in ashes, and the next day I saw the burned bodies. Oh!
the sickening horror of the scene! It haunts me! That monster Jim
Girty killed fourteen Christians with his sledge-hammer."

"Did you hear of his death?" asked Colonel Zane.

"Yes, and a fitting end it was to the frontier 'Skull and
Cross-bones'."

"It was like Wetzel to think of such a vengeance."

"Has Wetzel come in since?"

"No. Jonathan says he went after Wingenund, and there's no telling
when he'll return."

"I hoped he would spare the Delaware."

"Wetzel spare an Indian!"

"But the chief was a friend. He surely saved the girl."

"I am sorry, too, because Wingenund was a fine Indian. But Wetzel is
implacable."

"Here's Nell, and Mrs. Clarke too. Come out, both of you," cried
Jim.

Nell appeared in the doorway with Colonel Zane's sister. The two
girls came down the steps and greeted the young man. The bride's
sweet face was white and thin, and there was a shadow in her eyes.

"I am so glad you got safely away from--from there," said Christy,
earnestly.

"Tell me of Benny?" asked Nell, speaking softly.

"Oh, yes, I forgot. Why, Benny is safe and well. He was the only
Christian Indian to escape the Christian massacre. Heckewelder hid
him until it was all over. He is going to have the lad educated."

"Thank Heaven!" murmur