Had not the trail been so broad and deep it could easily have been lost, but, being what it was, the skilled eyes of the frontiersmen followed it without trouble.
"Some uv 'em are gittin' pow'ful tired," said Tom Ross, looking at the tracks in the mud.

Then he suddenly added: "Here's whar one's quit forever." A shallow grave, not an hour old, had been made under some bushes, and its length indicated that a woman lay there.

They passed it by in silence.

Henry now appreciated more fully than ever the mercy of Timmendiquas.

The five and Carpenter could not possibly have protected the miserable fugitives against the great chief, with fifty Wyandots and Iroquois at his back.