Once more we've been victorious over our enemies, Tayoga." "But they will strike again, and Dagaeoga must beware." They rowed into the middle of the river and dropped slowly down the stream.

Robert had so much confidence in the Onondaga that he felt quite safe for the present at least.

It seemed to his sanguine temperament that as they had escaped every danger in the past so they would escape every one in the future.

He was naturally a child of hope, in which he was fortunate.
The gray skies broke away in the east, and the dawn was unrolled, a blaze of rose and gold.

The surface of the river glittered in the morning sun.