Wilton was present when he was telling of these things and when he had finished Robert asked: "How did you make your way through the great snow, Tayoga ?" "It is well to think long before of difficulties," he replied.

"Last year when the winter was finished I hid a pair of snow shoes in this part of the forest, and when the deep snow came I found them and used them." Robert glanced at Wilton, whose eyes were widening.
"And the great rain and flood, how did you meet that obstacle ?" asked Robert.
"That, too, was forethought.

I have two canoes hidden in this region, and it was easy to reach one of them, in which I traveled with speed and comfort, until I could use it no longer.

Then I hid it away again that it might help me another time." "And what did you do when the hurricane came, tearing up the bushes, cutting down the trees, and making the forest as dangerous as if it were being showered by cannon balls ?" "I crept under a wide ledge of stone in the side of a hill, where I lay snug, dry and safe." Wilton looked at Tayoga and Robert, and then back at the Onondaga.
"Is this wizardry ?" he cried.
"No," replied Robert.
"Then it's singular chance." "Nor that either.

It was the necessities that confronted Tayoga in the face of varied dangers, and my knowledge of what he would be likely to do in either case.