The Lords of the Wild - A Story of the Old New York Border by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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well, because I see a speck on the water blacker than the surface of
the lake, and it is moving." "Where, Tayoga?" "Look toward the eastern shore, where the cliff rises tall and almost straight." "Ah, I see it now. It _is_ a canoe, and it _is_ moving." "So it is, Dagaeoga, and it is coming our way. Did I not tell you that Manitou, no matter how much he favors us, will not help us all the time? Not even the great and pious Tododaho, when he was on earth, expected so much. Now I think that after saving you with the bird and all of us with the empty canoe he means to leave us to our own strength and courage, and see what we will do." "And it will be strange, if after being protected so far by a power greater than our own we can't protect ourselves now," said Willet gravely. "The canoe is coming fast," said Tayoga. "I can see it growing on the water." "So it is, and I infer from its speed that it has at least four paddles in it. There's no doubt they are disappointed in not finding us farther down, and their boat has come back to look for us." "This is not the only tree uprooted by the wind and afloat on the lake," said Tayoga, "and now it must be our purpose to make the |
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