The wise old sachem had struck upon the most responsive chords in his nature.
"I will try to bear myself as a Mohawk should," he said simply.
Colden and Grosvenor were also there.
"I'm sorry our troop can't go with you," said the young Philadelphian, "but I'm not one to question the wisdom and decision of our commander-in-chief.

Doubtless we'd be a drag upon such a band as yours, but I wish we could have gone.

At least, we'll be with the army which is going to march soon, and perhaps we'll overtake you at Lake George before many days." "And I," said Grosvenor to Robert and Tayoga, "am serving on the staff of the commander.

I'm perhaps the only Englishman here and I'm an observer more than anything else.

So I could be spared most readily, but the colonel will not let me go.