His eye burns, and his breast pants when he hears of the great deeds his father has performed, and he prays that he may go with him upon the war-path." "He shall accompany him shortly.

He can aim the rifle, and his feet are like those of the deer.

He shall be a man whose name shall make the Shawnee warriors tremble in their lodges." "Shall he be a merciful warrior ?" asked Fluellina, looking up in the face of the Huron.
"Like his father, shall he be.

He shall slay none but men in rightful combat, and no scalp shall ever adorn his lodge.

He must drink in the words of the Moravian missionary." "He does, but his heart is young.