He yearned to go back and give rein to his ferocity.

Mrs.
Ripley tried to restrain him, but in vain.
Such were her views; but she was in error.

She did not read the heart of the terrible warrior aright.
For weeks Omas had been sorely troubled in mind.

He had visited the Christian brethren of his own tribe at the Moravian settlement of Gnadenhutten.

He had listened to the talk of the missionaries, and heard of One who, when He was reviled, reviled not again; who, when He was smitten and spat upon, bore it meekly; and who finally died on the cross, that the red men as well as the white children might be saved.
All this was a great mystery to the Delaware.