They started as soon as it became dark, and, after paddling along the eastern shore for nearly three hours, struck out into the wide lake till they approached the opposite shore, and then, heading south again, paddled boldly down towards the spot where, at the end of a sweep of land, which seemed to close in the lake, stood the French fort of Crown Point.
Before starting, the two scouts had stripped to the waist, had laid aside their caps, and, fastening a strip of leather round their heads, had stuck some feathers into it.

They then painted their faces and bodies.
"You needn't be particular about the flourishes, Jonathan.

It's only the redskin outline as one wants to get.

If we run against any other canoes coming up the lake, or they get sight of us as we near the shore; so as we look something like redskins, that's near enough.

Of course, we can both speak Mohawk well enough to pass muster, and the captain will lay himself down in the bottom.
"Captain, you will do well enough for a Canadian when we have once landed.