ound came. One of the warriors was
passing to the right, and that, too, he had expected, as they would
surely try to flank him. He moved back a little, and with the end of his
bow shook gently a bush seven or eight feet away. In an instant, an
arrow, coming from the night, whistled through the bush. But Tayoga drew
back the bow quick as lightning, fitted an arrow to the string and shot
with all the power of his arm at a bronze body showing among the leaves
at the point whence the arrow had come.

The shaft sang in the air, and so great was its speed and so short the
range that it passed entirely through the chest of the warrior, cutting
off his breath so quickly that he had no time to utter his death cry.
There was no sound but that of his fall as he crashed among the leaves.
Nor did Tayoga utter the usual shout of triumph. He sank back and fitted
another arrow to the string, turning his attention now to the left.

It had been the Onondaga's belief that Tandakora would remain in front,
sending the warriors on either flank, and now he expected a movement on
the left. He did not have to make any feint of his own to draw the
second warrior, who must have been lacking somewhat in skill, as he
presently saw a dim figure in the bushes and his second arrow sped with
the same speed and deadly result that had marked the first. Fitting his
third arrow to the string, he called:

"Stand forth, Tandakora, and show yourself like a man! Then we shall see
who shoots the better!"

But being a knight of the woods, and to convince the Ojibway that it was
no trick, he showed himself first. Tandakora shot at once, but Tayoga
dropped back like a flash, and the arrow cut the air, where his
feathered head had been. Then all his Indian nature, the training and
habit of generations, leaped up in him and he began to taunt.

"You shot quickly, Tandakora," he called, "and your arm was strong, but
the arrow struck not! You followed us all the way from Stadacona, and
you thought to have our scalps! The Great Bear and Lennox did not
suspect, but I did! The warriors who came with you are dead, and you and
I alone face each other! I have shown myself and I have risked your
arrow, now show yourself, Tandakora, and risk mine!"

But the Ojibway, it seemed, had too much respect for the bow of Tayoga.
He remained close, and did not disclose an inch of his brown body. The
Onondaga did not show himself again, but crouched for a shot, in case
the opportun