In time they will be broken, but that time will not be soon, and meanwhile there will be nothing left alive between the hills and the bay of Chesapeake." "Do you know their plans ?" I asked.
"The Cherokees have served their purpose," he said.

"Your forecast was right, brother.

They have drawn the fire of the Border, and been driven in a rabble far south to the Roanoke and the Carolina mountains.

That is as the prophet planned.

And now, while the white men hang up their muskets and rejoice heedlessly in their triumph, my nation prepares to strike.