Instead we must resort to your bow and arrows, Tayoga." "Perhaps _waano_ (the bow) will serve us," said the young chief, with his confident smile.
"That being the case, then," said Willet, "I'll stay here and mind the canoe, while the pair of you boys go and find the deer.

You're younger than I am, an' I'm willing for you to do the work." The white teeth of Tayoga flashed into a deeper smile.
"Does our friend, the Great Bear, who calls himself Willet, grow old ?" he asked.
"Not by a long sight, Tayoga," replied Willet with energy.

"I'm no braggart, I hope, but you Iroquois don't call me Great Bear for nothing.
My muscles are as hard as ever, and my wind's as good.

I can lift more and carry more upon my shoulders than any other man in all this wilderness." "I but jested with the Great Bear," said Tayoga, smiling.

"Did I not see last winter how quick he could be when I was about to be cut to pieces under the sharp hoofs of the wounded and enraged moose, and he darted in and slew the animal with his long knife ?" "Don't speak of it, Tayoga.