My sight, as I think I have said, is as keen as a hawk's, and I could see that most of them carried muskets as well as knives and tomahawks.

The war-paint glistened on each breast and forehead, and in the oiled hair stood the crested feathers, dyed scarlet for battle.

My spirits sank as I reflected that now we were cut off from the Tidewater.
When the last man had gone we crawled back to the clump, now gloomy with the dusk of evening.

I saw that Ringan was very weary, but Shalah, after stretching his long limbs, seemed fresh as ever.
"Will you come with me, brother ?" he said.

"We must warn the Rappahannock." "Who are they ?" I asked.
"Cherokees.