The great king Golo lived up in high places that overlooked the ground, as he would these white men, and his armies went like wind and spread like fire.

None of his warriors ate white man's flesh; they were afraid it would make them cowardly.
A brave heart is generally tender in the middle, to make up for being so firm outside, even as the Durian fruit is.

Captain Southcombe had walked the poop-deck of the Gwalior many a time, in the cool of the night, with Erle Twemlow for his companion, and had taken a very warm liking to him.
So that when the survivors of the regiment were landed at Portsmouth, this brave sailor travelled at his own cost to Springhaven, and told the Rector the whole sad story, making it clear to him beyond all doubt, that nothing whatever could be done to rescue the poor young man from those savages, or even to ascertain his fate.

For the Quackwas were an inland tribe, inhabiting vast regions wholly unknown to any European, and believed to extend to some mighty rivers, and lakes resembling inland seas.
Therefore Mr.Twemlow, in a deep quiet voice, asked Captain Southcombe one question only--whether he might keep any hope of ever having, by the mercy of the Lord, his only son restored to him.

And the sailor said--yes; the mistake would be ever to abandon such a hope, for at the moment he least expected it, his son might stand before him.