Lucien's was a geological tomahawk.
Francois was still in roundabout jacket with trousers.

He wore leggings over his trousers, and mocassins upon his feet, with a cloth cap set jauntily over his luxuriant curls.

He, too, was belted with hunting-knife and sheath, and a very small pistol hung upon his left thigh.
Out near the middle of the glade were three horses picketed on lasso-ropes, so that they might not interfere with each other whilst browsing.

They were very different in appearance.

One was a large brown-black horse--a half-Arab--evidently endowed with great strength and spirit.