Winnebeg, the
bearer of confidential despatches, announcing the hostile
disposition and acts of certain of the Winnebagoes, had
not returned, and Waunangee, who, recovered from the
fumes of the claret, had, in an earnest manner, expressed
to Ronayne contrition for the liberty he had taken with
Miss Heywood, had departed from the neighborhood, no one
knew whither. Harmony, in a word, had been some days
restored in the Fort, and the only thing that detracted
from the general contentment, was the uncertainty
attending the fate of Mr. Heywood--regretted less,
however, for his own sake, than for that of his amiable
daughter, who vainly sought to conceal from her friends,
the anxiety induced by an absence, the duration of which
it was utterly impossible to divine. As for Mrs. Heywood,
she was still in ignorance, so well had things been
managed by the Elmsleys, that any of the fearful scenes
had occurred. She still believed her husband to be at
the farm.
But, as it was not likely she could much longer remain
in ignorance of what had been the subject of conversation
with every one around her, it was advised by Von Vottenberg,
that, as the warmth of spring was now fully developed,
and all dread of the Indians resuming their hostile visit,
at an end, she should be conveyed back to the cottage,
the pure air around which, was much more likely to improve
her health, than the confined atmosphere of the Fort.
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