I recognized my opponent, whom the chief called by some name like Mayoga.
Before us on the hill-side across the stream was a wood, with its limits cut as clear on the meadow as a coppice in a nobleman's park.
'Twas maybe half a mile long as it stretched up the slope, and about the same at its greatest width.

The shape was like a stout bean with a hollow on one side, and down the middle ran the gorge of a mountain stream.
Onotawah pointed to the wood.

"Hearken, brother, to the customs of our race in such combats.

In that thicket the twain of you fight.

Mayoga will enter at one end and you at the other, and once among the trees it is his business to slay you as he pleases and as he can." "What, are the weapons ?" I asked.
"What you please.