Look at the drops of blood, still faintly showing on the grass, leading here, and here, and here into the main trail, drops that fell from the deer they had slain.

Also they shot birds.

Behold feathers hanging on the bushes, blown there by the wind, which proves that the site of their camp is very near, as I said." "It's just over the hill in that wide, shallow valley," said Willet.
They entered the valley which had been marked by the departed army with signs as clear as the print of a book for the Onondaga and the hunter to read.
"Here at the northern end of the valley is where the warriors cooked and ate the deer they had slain," said Tayoga.

"The bones are scattered all about, and we see the ashes of their fires, but they kept mostly to themselves, because few footprints of white men lead to the place they set aside as their own.

Just beyond them the cannon were parked.