He has been out very late at night, too late for a good, honest home-keeping bear, but he is back at last, and he smells us." "And alarmed by the odor he does not know whether to enter his home or not.
Well, I hope he'll conclude to take his rest.

We eat bear at times, Tayoga, but just now I wouldn't dream of harming one." "Nor would I, Dagaeoga, and maybe the bear will divine that we are harmless, that is, Tododaho or Areskoui will tell him in some way of which we know nothing that his home is his own to be entered without fear." "I think I hear him moving now, and also puffing a little." "You hear aright, Dagaeoga.

Tododaho has whispered to him, even as I said, and he is going into his den which I know is snug and warm, in the very thickest part of the windrow.

Now he is lying down in it with the logs and branches about him, and soon he will be asleep, dreaming happy dreams of tender roots and wild honey with no stings of bees to torment him." "You grow quite poetical, Tayoga." "Although foes are hunting us, I feel the spirit of the forest and of peace strong upon me, Dagaeoga.

Moreover, Tododaho, as I told you, has whispered to the animals that we are not to be feared tonight.