It was hard to believe that brother should turn against brother out here in these trackless wilds, amid hordes of savage Indians.

We said it must surely be false--that Christian men could not be guilty of such wickedness! Yet it has proved all too true.

We have heard stories during our journey which have filled our hearts with loathing and scorn.
France is playing a treacherous, a vile and unworthy game.

England is no match for her yet--unprepared and taken at a disadvantage.
But you will see, you will see! She will arise from sleep like a giant refreshed! And then let proud France tremble for her bloody laurels!" His eye flashed, and Julian said thoughtfully: "Ay, truly has she stained her laurels with blood; and she is even now staining her annals with dark crimes, when she stirs up the savage Indian to bring death and desolation to those peaceful settlers with whom they have so long lived as friends.

God will require their blood at the hands of France.