Chapter Five
The Arrows of WarWingenund stood before the gathered tribal leaders—men and women of the Lenni-Lenape. The fire burning in the center of the great longhouse cast dancing shadows on the walls. Wingenund was now a great chief. Although still young, he had achieved renown as a warrior. Since he had come to the town of Kithanink, his skill with the rifle, the bow and arrow, and the ways of war had made him a leader. When his father, Buckongahelas, had been killed in a raid against the Iroquois, the role of war chief had fallen naturally upon his shoulders.
In the years since he made his first coup against the whites, he had grown tall and strong. He stood before the people with a long gray mantle trimmed with wolf fur wrapped close about his striking figure. His war bonnet, whic
