But I gave no order to halt, nor did I dream of interfering with the Sagamore, or even ask him a single question.

It was promising to give me a ruder schooling than my regiment could offer me--this travelling with men who could outrun and outmarch the vast majority of white men.
Yet, I had been trained under Major Parr, and with such men in my command as Elerson, Mount, and Murphy; and I had run with Oneidas before and scouted far and wide with the best of them.
It was the rock-running that tired us, and I for one was grateful when we left the starlit obscurity of the ridge and began to swing downward, first through berry scrub and ground-hemlock, then through a thin belt of birches into the dense blackness of the towering forest.
Down, ever down we moved on a wide-slanting and easy circle, such as the high hawk swings when he is but a speck in the midsummer sky.
Presently the ground under our feet became level.

A low, murmuring sound stole out of the darkness, pleasantly filling our ears as we advanced.

A moment later, the Mohican halted; and we caught a faint gleam in the darkness.
"Sisquehanne," he said.
If, was the Susquehanna.

Tired as I was I could not forbear a smile when this Mohican saluted the noble river by its Algonquin name in the presence of those haughty Iroquois who owned it.