The Rulers of the Lakes - A Story of George and Champlain by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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and venison and once more resumed the journey through the pathless woods
towards their destination. There was no interruption that day, and they felt so much emboldened that near sundown Tayoga took his bow and arrows, which he carried as well as his rifle, and stalked and shot a deer, the forest being full of game. Then they lighted a fire and cooked delicate portions of the spoil in a sheltered hollow. But they did not eat supper there. Instead, they took portions of the cooked food and as much as they could conveniently carry of the uncooked, and, wading along the bed of a brook, did not stop until they were three or four miles from the place in which they had built the fire. Then they sat down and ate in great content. "We will fare well enough," said Willet, "if it doesn't rain. 'Tis lucky for us that it's the time of year when but little rain falls." "But rain would be as hard upon those who are hunting us as upon us," said Robert. "'Tis true, lad, and I'm glad to see you always making the best of everything. It's a spirit that wins." "And now, Great Bear," said Tayoga, his eyes twinkling, "you have talked enough. It is only Dagaeoga who can talk on forever." "That's so about Robert, but what do you mean by saying I've talked enough?" "It is time for you to sleep. You watched last night while we slept, and now your hour has come. While you slumber Dagaeoga and I will be sentinels who will see and hear everything." |
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