They went a long distance and then the Onondaga uttered a whisper of surprise and satisfaction.
"A bridge!" he said.
"Where?
I don't see it," said Robert.
"Look farther where the stream narrows.

Behold the great tree that has been blown down and that has fallen from bank to bank ?" "I see it now, Tayoga.

It hasn't been down long, because the leaves upon it are yet green." "And they will hide us as we cross.

Tododaho on his star has been watching over us, and has put the bridge here for our use in this crisis." Tayoga's words were instinct with faith.

He never doubted that the great Onondaga who had gone away four hundred years ago was serving them now in this, their utmost, need.