That is why my wrath often rises higher against the French than against the Indians themselves.

They know no better; but for white man to deliver white man into their hands--that is what makes my blood boil!" The fire leaped up in Charles's eyes, and he had his tale to tell, at hearing of which the Rogerses set their teeth and muttered curses not loud but deep.
"Now will I tell you what we started forth to do," said the leader of the band.

"We have been busy all winter.

Last month we skated down the lake when it was clear of snow, passed Ticonderoga all unseen, intercepted some sledges of provisions, and carried them and their drivers to our fort.

Now we are bent upon a longer journey.