As the men resumed a drooping march their clothes dried fast in the fiery rays and their spirits revived.
When night came they were dry again, and youth had taken no harm.

The next day they struck an Indian trail, but both Willet and Tayoga said it had been made by less than a dozen warriors, and that they were going north.
"It's my belief," said Willet, "that they were warriors from the Ohio country on their way to join the French along the Canadian border." "And they're not staying to meet us," said Colden.

"I'm afraid, Will, it'll be some time before you have a chance to show your unbottled Quaker valor." "Perhaps not so long as you think," replied Wilton, who had plenty of penetration.

"I don't claim to be any great forest rover, although I do think I've learned something since I left Philadelphia, but I imagine that our building of a fort in the woods will draw 'em.

The Indian runners will soon be carrying the news of it, and then they'll cluster around us like flies seeking sugar." "You're right, Mr.Wilton," said Willet.