THE LIVE CANOE Robert was fully aware that their peril was not yet over--the Indians, too, might have canoes upon the lake--but he considered that the bulk of it had passed.

So his heart was light, and, as they shot out toward the middle of Andiatarocte, he talked of the pursuit and the manner in which he had escaped it.
"I was led the right way by a bird, one that sang," he said.

"Your Manitou, Tayoga, sent that bird to save me." "You don't really believe it came for that special purpose ?" asked the hunter.
"Why not ?" interrupted the Onondaga.

"We do know that miracles are done often.

My nation and all the nations of the Hodenosaunee have long known it.