Trail of the Seneca

Excerpt: A hatchet of stone, cumbersome and crude, but a dangerous weapon once, though now it is only a silent memento of the days of Captain Pipe, of Lone-Elk, of Fishing Bird, the scowling Big Buffalo and the graceful, pretty Gentle Maiden as well, lies on my table as I write. Of Captain Pipe, Big Buffalo and certain of the others, I have already told you something;—but you have yet to hear of L...