Luck saved me." "Some day we'll deal with that Achille Garay," said the hunter, "but now we must draw off in order, and see to our wounded." He passed on in his canoe, and met Daganoweda in another.

The young Mohawk chieftain was dripping from seven wounds, but they were all in the shoulders and forearms and were slight, and they were a source of pride to him rather than inconvenience.
"'Twas well done, Daganoweda," said Willet.
"It is a deed of which the Ganeagaono in their castles will hear with pride," said the Mohawk.

"The fleet of Onontio and his warriors, or most of it, is ours, and we dispute with them the rulership of the lake." "Great results, worthy of such a risk.

I'm sorry we didn't take every boat and canoe, because then we might have cooped up St.Luc on his island, and have destroyed his entire force." "It is given to no man, Great Bear, to achieve his whole wish.

We have done as much as we hoped, and more than we expected." "True, Daganoweda! True! What are your losses ?" "Nine of my men have been slain, but they fell as warriors of the Ganeagaono would wish to fall.