I doubt whether white men could stand it so long, and 'tis quite sure they would suffer more.
About the third day 'twould be as bad as being tied to the stake in the middle of the flames." "Great Bear speaks the truth, as he always does.

No white man can stand it.

If he tried it his sufferings would be beyond anything of which he might dream." A groan burst suddenly from the wretched Garay.

The hunter and the Onondaga looked at each other and their eyes expressed astonishment.
"Did you hear a sound in the thicket ?" asked Willet.
"I think it came from the boughs overhead," said Tayoga.
"I could have sworn 'twas the growl of a bear." "To me it sounded like the croak of a crow." "After all, we may have heard nothing.

Imagination plays strange tricks with us." "It is true, Great Bear.