"Thayer is one of the bravest men I ever saw, and a great scout and trailer.
He'd be worthy to go with Willet and Tayoga and you.

Ah, there goes a second death shout! Any one who seeks a brush with these boys of mine does it at his own risk." He spoke proudly, but one of his own men came creeping back presently with a wound in his shoulder.

Rogers himself bound it up and the man lay down in his blanket, confident that in a week he could resume his place in the campaign.

Those who lived the life he did had, of necessity, bodies as hard as iron.
The deadly skirmishing died down repeatedly, but, after a little while, it was always renewed.

Though the warriors were getting the worst of it, they persisted in the attack, and Robert knew they must have some motive, not yet evident.
"Either they hope to frighten us back, or they mean to hold us until a much bigger force comes up," he said.
"One or the other," said Rogers, "but I don't believe any big band would venture down here.