On such a wild night as this they play together and the rumbling you hear is their voices joined in laughter." Robert's vivid mind as usual responded at once to Tayoga's imagery, and his fancy went as far as that of the Onondaga, and perhaps farther.

He filled the air with spirits.

They lined the edge of the driving white storm.

They flitted through every cleft and gorge, and above every ridge and peak.

They were on the river, and they rode upon the waves that were pursuing one another over its surface.