They were Cherokees, of the Matabaw tribe, and one was a maker of arrows.

They were not hunting, and they were in a mighty hurry.

Just now they're maybe ten miles off, or maybe they're watching us.

This is no healthy country for you and me." He took me homeward at a speed which well-nigh foundered me, and, when I questioned him, he told me where he got his knowledge.
They were three men, for there were three different footmarks in the ashes' edge, and they were Cherokees because they made their fire in the Cherokee way, so that the smoke ran in a tunnel into the scrub.
They were Matabaws from the pattern of their moccasins.

They were in a hurry, for they did not wait to scatter the ashes and clear up the place; and they were not hunting, for they cooked no flesh.