What do you make of the fellows, Master Benteen ?" "Beyond doubt savages, but not of any tribe within my knowledge." "Saint Denis! nor mine," he acknowledged gravely, staring at them.

"At this distance they seem to be of strangely whitish skin, and I am not over pleased with their mode of advance; it has the steadiness of a drilled column, such as I never before witnessed in Indian campaign.
_Sacre_! note yonder how that tall fellow on the right guides them with his gestures.

They take intervals as firmly as French grenadiers.
Eloise," he turned hastily toward his wife, more tenderness in his manner than I had ever before remarked, "it is going to be a hard battle, or I mistake greatly the temper of yonder warriors.

Take this pistol; it is all I have of the kind.

I will trust my fortune on the blade.