" Why goes he forth again — what is the quest,
That from his cottage home, and the warm hearth,
Blest that its warmth is his, carries him forth
By night, into the mazy solitude? "
THE boats, side by side, of Sanutee and Ishiagaska, crossed the river at a point just below Pocota-ligo. It was there that Sanutee landed — the other chief continued his progress to the town. But a few words, and those of stern resolve, passed between them at separation; but those words were volumes in Yemassee history. They were the words of revolution and strife, and announced the preparation of the people not less than of the two chiefs, for the commencement, with brief delay, of that struggle with their English neighbours, which was now the most prominent idea in their minds. The night was fixed among them for the outbreak, the several commands arranged, and the intelligence brought by the sailor informed them of a contemplated attack of the Spaniards by sea upon the Carolinian settlements, while, at the same time, another body was in progress, over land, to coalesce with them in their operations. This latter force could not be very far distant, and it was understood that when the scouts should return with accounts of its approach, the signal should be given for the general massacre.
" They shall die — they shall all perish, and their scalps shall shrivel around the long pole in the lodge of the warrior,"exclaimed Ishiagaska, fiercely, to his brother chief, still speaking in their own language. The response of Sanutee was in a different temper, though recognising the same necessity.
" The Yemassee must be free,"said the elder chief, solemnly, in his sonorous tones —
" The Manneyto will bring him freedom — he will take the burden from his shoulders, and set him up against the tree by the wayside. He will put the bow into his hands — he will strengthen him for the chase; there shall be no pale-faces along the path to rob him of venison — to put blows upon his shoulders. The Yemassee shall be free."