Wau-nan-gee or the Massacre at Chicago

"Jealous of Ronayne?" exclaimed Captain Headley with unfeigned surprise. "Ha! ha! ha! excuse me, my dear Ellen, but I cannot avoid being amused at the strangeness of the conceit."

"It was even so," returned Mrs. Headley, gravely, "and a source of unhappiness I fear it will prove to us all that it was so."

"Proceed," said her husband.

"Are you aware that the son of Winnebeg has never entered the fort nor been even in the neighborhood since the night of that marriage?" pursued his wife.

"I do not believe he has been seen since," remarked Captain Headley.

"I know that he has not; but yet he is ever near, seemingly bent on one purpose."

"Love?" interposed the Captain, smiling.

"Yes, love! but a fearful love--though the love of a smooth-faced boy--a love that may bring down destruction upon us all."

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