We knew he would do that because Black Rifle is a very cautious man, but his trail proves it to any one who wishes to look.

Then, satisfied, he came back, and started the flame.

But he kept the blaze very low lest a prowling foe see it.

When the bed of coals was fanned he cooked large portions of the bear and ate, because Black Rifle was hungry, ah, so hungry! and the bear was very savory and pleasing to his palate!" "Stop, Tayoga, stop!" exclaimed Grosvenor, "I can't stand such torture! You'll make me starve to death where I stand." "But as you are about to become a warrior of the woods, Red Coat," said the Onondaga gravely, "you must learn to endure.

Among us a warrior will purposely put the fire to his hand or his breast and hold it there until the flesh smokes.