Our fates are in the hands of Manitou." "That's good philosophy, Tayoga, though I'm bound to say I can't look upon my life as a thing mapped out for me in every detail, though I live to be a hundred.

Manitou knows what's going to happen, but I don't, and so my heart will jump anyhow when the danger comes.

Now, you're sure we've left no trail among those rocks ?" "Not a trace, Dagaeoga.

If Tododaho himself were to come back to earth he could not find our path." "And you're sure that we're thoroughly hidden among these little cedars ?" "Quite sure of it.

I doubt whether the bird singing over our heads sees us, and Manitou has given to the bird a very good eye that he may see his food, which is so small.