THE COMRADES Robert settled the inert form of the Onondaga against his left shoulder, and, being naturally very strong, with a strength greatly increased by a long life in the woods, he was able to carry the weight easily.

He had no plan yet in his mind, merely a vague resolve to carry Tayoga outside the fighting zone and then do what he could to resuscitate him.

It was an unfortunate chance that the hostile flankers had cut in between him and the main force of Rogers, but it could not be helped, and the farther he was from his own people the safer would he and Tayoga be.
Two hundred yards more and putting his comrade on the ground he cut away the deerskin, disclosing the wound.

The bullet had gone almost through the shoulder, and as he felt of its path he knew with joy that it had touched no bone.

Then, unless the loss of blood became great, it could not prove mortal.