Six Lines on Sunday 2-12-12
Taken from Chapter 12 of my book, Calico.
Chief Kicking Horse grabbed one of the men. He forced him to stand and held his tomahawk to the man's neck. The man with the prominent nose arched his head back. Pierre stood beside Chief Kicking Horse and studied the man. "Name!" Chief Kicking Horse demanded. The captive man glared at Pierre. "Your name!"
"Daniel Boone of Pennsylvania."
Chief Kicking Horse pushed him back. "And your friend?"
"John Steward."
Chief Kicking Horse spoke to Pierre. "Three days ago my sons, nephews, grandsons and I hunted near the Kentucky River. We came upon these white men. They told us they did not travel alone. We made them lead us to their camp. We attacked. We took their horses and other belongings, and then brought them back to our village."
"Why not kill them?"
"Their story intrigues us."
Chief Kicking Horse grabbed one of the men. He forced him to stand and held his tomahawk to the man's neck. The man with the prominent nose arched his head back. Pierre stood beside Chief Kicking Horse and studied the man. "Name!" Chief Kicking Horse demanded. The captive man glared at Pierre. "Your name!"
"Daniel Boone of Pennsylvania." Chief Kicking Horse pushed him back. "And your friend?"
"John Steward."
Chief Kicking Horse spoke to Pierre. "Three days ago my sons, nephews, grandsons and I hunted near the Kentucky River. We came upon these white men. They told us they did not travel alone. We made them lead us to their camp. We attacked. We took their horses and other belongings, and then brought them back to our village."
"Why not kill them?"
"Their story intrigues us."
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