The Rulers of the Lakes - A Story of George and Champlain by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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XIII. TANDAKORA'S GRASP 268
XIV. SHARP SWORD 289 XV. THE LAKE BATTLE 312 _The_ RULERS OF THE LAKES _A STORY OF GEORGE AND CHAMPLAIN_ CHAPTER I THE HERALDS OF PERIL The three, the white youth, the red youth, and the white man, lay deep in the forest, watching the fire that burned on a low hill to the west, where black figures flitted now and then before the flame. They did not stir or speak for a long time, because a great horror was upon them. They had seen an army destroyed a few days before by a savage but invisible foe. They had heard continually for hours the fierce triumphant yells of the warriors and they had seen the soldiers dropping by hundreds, but the woods and thickets had hid the foe who sent forth such a rain of death. Robert Lennox could not yet stop the quiver of his nerves when he recalled the spectacle, and Willet, the hunter, hardened though he was |
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