"To be a great sentinel and forester worthy to be compared with the greatest, Dagaeoga must hear the whisper of the grass as it bends under the lightest wind, he must hear the sound made by the little leaf as it falls, he must hear the ripple in the brook that is flowing a hundred yards from us, and he must hear the wild flowers talking together in the night.

Only then can Dagaeoga call himself a sentinel fit to watch over two such sleeping foresters as the Great Bear and myself." "Close your eyes and go to sleep without fear," said Robert in the same vein.

"I shall hear Tandakora breathing if he comes within a mile of us, at the same distance I shall hear the moccasin of De Courcelles, when it brushes against last year's fallen leaf, and at half a mile I shall see the look of revenge and cruelty upon the face of the Ojibway seeking for us." Willet laughed softly, but with evident satisfaction.
"You two boys are surely the greatest talkers I've heard for a long time," he said.

"You have happy thoughts and you put 'em into words.

If I didn't know that you had a lot of deeds, too, to your credit, I'd call you boasters, but knowing it, I don't.