In him was the spirit of the farseeing Hiawatha.

He could perceive that great cruelty always brought retaliation; but it was not for him, almost an alien, to say these things to Thayendanegea, the mighty war chief of the Mohawks and the living spirit of the Iroquois nation.
Thayendanegea sat on the stump of a tree blown down by winter storms.
His arms were folded across his breast, and he looked steadily toward that red threatening light off there in the south.

Some such idea as that in the mind of Timmendiquas may have been passing in his own.

He was an uncommon Indian, and he had had uncommon advantages.

He had not believed that the colonists could make head against so great a kingdom as England, aided by the allied tribes, the Canadians, and the large body of Tories among their own people.