You have had an easy time, Dagaeoga, but life henceforth will not be all eating and sleeping." They had a big and pleasant breakfast together and Robert rejoiced in his new vigor.

It was wonderful to be so strong after having been so weak, it was like life after death, and he was eager to start at once.
"It is a good thing to have been ill," he said, "because then you know how fine it is to be well." "But we will not depart before tomorrow," said the Onondaga decisively.
"And why ?" "Because you have lived long enough in the wilderness, Dagaeoga, to know that one must always fight the weather.

Look into the west, and you will see a little cloud moving up from the horizon.

It does not amount to much at present, but it contains the seed of great things.

It has been sent by the Rain God, and it will not do yet for Dagaeoga, despite his new strength, to travel in the rain." Robert became anxious as he watched the little cloud, which seemed to swell as he looked at it, and which soon assumed an angry hue.