It had been a great episode in the life of Tayoga, who had the intellect of a mighty chief, the mind of Pontiac or Thayendanegea, or Tecumseh, or Sequoia.

He had forced himself to learn and in learning his books he had learned also to like the people of another race around him who were good to him and who helped him in the first hard days on the new road.

So the young Onondaga felt an emotion much like that of Robert as he walked about the room and touched the old familiar things.

Then he turned to Huysman.
"Mynheer Jacobus," he said, "you have a mighty body, and you have in it a great heart.

If all the men at Albany were like you there would never be any trouble between them and the Hodenosaunee." "Tayoga," said Huysman, "you haf borrowed Robert's tongue to cozen und flatter.