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Ss ‘20 SALOUEH, THE CHEROKEE. outside of the council-house, and demanding vengeance at yout hands. Is this a time totalk of peace? I am for war, and all who are not cowards, or have not been bought by the English, will go with me to take vengeance upon the murder- crs of our brothers. Let us commence now, for the Great Spirit has given us the scalps of these English, to hang up in the empty wigwams!” As Saloueh concluded his harangue, he shouted his war-cry, which was taken up and repeated by hundreds of Voices in the council-house and outside of it. A tremendous uproar ensued. The council-room resounded with savage yells, and knives were drawn and tomahawks were brandished and shaken at the affrighted Englishmen. The deputies huddled together, surrounded by an excited mob, and it seemed, for a time, as if nothing could save them from immediate massacre. But Attakulla and Oconostota, with others of the older and wiser chiefs, opposed themselves to the popular torrent, and finally succeeded in stemming it, although their voices were drowned by the clamor of the ex- cited warriors. By the exertions of their friends, the Englishmen — difficulty got away from the crowd, and were- tak place of safety, where they were guarded next morning, when they were sent to their homes, accom- panied, for a considerable distance, by a strong escort of trusty Wiel necdthaetnesanenel imagines been able to wreak their vengeance upon the deputies, left the council-house, breathing threats of and ’ massacre. They had, at least, the satisfaction of knowing that they had prevented the formation of the treaty of peace and _ alliance with the English. Bn the orening ot Ghoeeme memorabe dy, Sxlonh, whew Py with the blood of the wounded warrior, oes lending the mob through the town, went hich was situated at the-bottom of a shaded and _ Ashe was washing the blood from his arms, and bathing lis a . Comicbooks.com 2 . - -