The big chief was Wingenund.

I seen you pull Girty's nose.

Arter the Delawares went I turned loose yer dog an' horse an' lit out on yer trail.'' "Where are the Delawares now ?" "I reckon there nosin' my back trail.

We must be gittin'.
Silvertip'll soon hev a lot of Injuns here." Joe intended to ask the hunter about what had frightened the Indians, but despite his eager desire for information, he refrained from doing so.
"Girty nigh did fer you," remarked Wetzel, examining Joe's wound.
"He's in a bad humor.

He got kicked a few days back, and then hed the skin pulled offen his nose.