God has made us the executors of His judgments against horrid cruelty." We swore, holding our hands high, that, when our duty to the dominion was done, we should hunt down the Cherokees who had done this deed till no one of them was left breathing.

At that moment of tense nerves, no other purpose would have contented us.
"How will we find them ?" quoth Ringan.

"To sift a score of murderers out of a murderous nation will be like searching the ocean for a wave." Then Shalah spoke.
"The trail is ten suns old, but I can follow it.

The men were of the Meebaw tribe by this token." And he held up a goshawk's feather.

"The bird that dropped that lives beyond the peaks of Shubash.