In doing this, he probably felt the joys of an approving conscience,--a conscience all uninstructed in religious truth--and thanked the great spirit that he had at length been enabled to discharge his duty in avenging his uncle's death.
Kieft sent to the chief of the tribe, demanding the murderer.

The culprit Indian sent back the reply: "When the fort was building some years ago, my uncle and I, carrying some beaver skins to the fort to trade, were attacked by some Dutchmen, who killed my uncle and stole the furs.

This happened when I was a small boy.

I vowed to revenge it upon the Dutch when I grew up.

I saw no better chance than this of Claes Smits." The sachem refused to deliver up the criminal, saying that he had but done his duty, according to the custom of his race, in avenging the death of his kinsman, murdered many years before.