"For we are going to be in the thick of it here in less than a month, unless all signs fail.

I was at that last council, and I tell you that Sac devil means to fight." "You may be certain I shall be back if he does," I answered.

"But the Major seems to believe that peace is still possible." "No one really knows what he believes," insisted Hartley soberly.
"Those letters you carry south may contain the truth, but if I was in command here we would never take the chances we do now.

Look at those stockade gates standing wide open, and only one sentry posted.

Ye gods! who would ever suppose we were just a handful of men in hostile Indian territory." His voice increased in earnestness, his eyes sweeping the group of faces.