We will hold the service to-day as usual and to make it more impressive, each shall address the congregation in turn." "And, if need be, we will give our lives for our Christians," said Young, raising his pale face.
* * * The deep mellow peals of the church bell awoke the slumbering echoes.

Scarcely had its melody died away in the forest when a line of Indians issued from the church and marched toward the maple grove.

Men, women, youths, maidens and children.
Glickhican, the old Delaware chief, headed the line.

His step was firm, his head erect, his face calm in its noble austerity.

His followers likewise expressed in their countenances the steadfastness of their belief.